Chapter 181

What happened next was no different from the last week.

The housekeeper did not show up until three o'clock in the afternoon and politely invited players to wear dresses tonight's dinner. Both the tone and facial expressions did not change at all. The strange facial features seemed to be covered with paper on a pale face, and seemed to be harder and more rude than usual.

Mo Yi looked at him and turned away and couldn't help but feel a little distracted. This time the players did not get together like last time. So does the butler still have to find other people scattered in the house...? Thinking of the butler who wanted to find the players running around in the corridors and halls one by one and then repeat the information over and over again, he couldn't help but feel a hint of indescribable funny.

At this moment, the cold touch on his wrist winded up along the back of Mo Yi's hand, and then stopped at the base of his ring finger. The cold touch brought a slight tremor on his skin, making Mo Yi subconsciously turn his head and look at him standing beside him - but his eyes fell blank.

There is no one around.

Mo Yi was stunned, but only heard Chen's voice coming from the other side of his body: "What's wrong?"

He looked in the sound and saw Wen Chen on his right side, staring at him with light eyes with concern. Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his right hand and gently wrapped his left wrist. His fingertips seemed to be able to feel the cold touch remaining on the skin of his wrist. He slowly shook his head: "Nothing."

Not an illusion.

Mo Yi was very sure. But he didn't know where the touch on his wrist just came from, and why did he choose this time to appear? He gently stroked the root of his ring finger with his fingertips. His dark eyes were like the dark lake water under the moonlight, and layers of ripples appeared with unknown emotions.

The ring finger on the left hand is the finger connecting the heart. Wearing a wedding ring on the ring finger means that the heart and heart of the person in love are forever bound. The player in this copy is coming to attend the wedding of Mr. De Klaus and his wife as guests... What exactly is the cold touch that touches you just now imply?

Mo Yi suddenly seemed to remember something, and slowly reached into his left pocket and took out the ring.

The pure gold ring is carved into the shape of a weebosnake, and the large open snake mouth bites the snake's tail tightly. The perfectly cut ruby ​​is as bright as solidified pigeon blood, reflecting a bright and light red under the light, as if it perfectly merges purity and evil. Mo Yi gently flips the ring in his hand and looks at the two letters engraved on the inside of the ring: t.e

But for some reason, Mo Yi always felt that the mark seemed to be lighter than before, and even became a little blurry.

He gently stroked the cold and smooth metal surface of the finger ring and the hard corners of the gems, and slowly pressed the ring to the fingertips of his left ring finger - the cold touch spread from the fingertips, as if it was a silent urging.

At this moment, a gentle footsteps came not far away, pulling Mo Yi out of his thoughts. He quickly held the ring into his palm, and his fingers tightly wrapped the small jewelry in his palm. The hard edges made the soft skin in his palm a little painful.

He looked up and looked not far away, and saw two dark figures slowly walking along the dark corridor. As the distance narrowed, two familiar faces gradually exposed to the lights - Li Wang and **.

The two of them walked towards Mo Yi one after another. Their faces appeared sickly pale in the dim light. Li Wang's face no longer had the malicious smile that Mo Yi saw last time, and had returned to his usual shallowness and frivolity. He turned around Mo Yi's face loosely, and then said in a sarcastic tone: "Oh, why are you still wandering outside now? Didn't the butler tell you that it's time to change your clothes? Why don't you think you are your own people?"

The hidden meaning in his voice was very unpleasant, but Mo Yi's expression did not change any moment. His dark eyes stared at him faintly, and even pressed Wen Chen's back with his palm hanging beside him without any impulsive behavior.

** grabbed Li Wang's sleeve and whispered: "Okay, let's go."

Li Wang glared at Mo Yi at last, then continued walking along the corridor with **, passing Mo Yi and Wen Chen.

Wen Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his emotions fluctuated in his light-colored pupils. He stared at the two of them as they walked away with a faint murderous intent. He slowly spoke: "What a pity."

Mo Yi followed Wen Chen's gaze and took the conversation: "What a pity?"

Wen Chen withdrew his gaze, his expression returned to gloomy and silence, and said softly: "It's a pity that no one in them was the marble statue that mingled in."

This way there is no reason to stop yourself from doing it.

Mo Yi heard his voiceover and couldn't help but smile: "It's really a pity."

That's right, Li Wang and ** are not marble statues that are mixed with the players, but are replaced by another novice player. When they saw his pale face with stone texture in the mirror, Mo Yi was shocked.

However, this does not mean that they have no problem... Let's not talk about why these two people suddenly became so familiar. Mo Yi noticed that they came in one after another, Li Wang was in front and ** was behind, and their walking route was also the same. Li Wang was walking near the central axis of the entire corridor, while ** walked alongside him step by step. Although it seemed that ** had stopped Li Wang's further provocation just now, it can be seen from their physical movements when they walked that in the "alliance" formed by the two people, Li Wang actually dominated. However, based on his previous experience, Mo Yi did not think ** was the kind of person who easily transferred his leadership.

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and turned the warm ring that had been buckled in his palm, which was already covered by body temperature, and then stuffed it back into his pocket again. He turned his head to Wen Chen and said, "Let's go, it's time for us to go back to the room now."

After the two returned to the room, they saw the familiar dress suit lying quietly on the soft goose-free bed, neatly folded.

Mo Yi glanced at the style of the clothes: exactly the same as last time.

He shrugged, walked to the bed and picked up his clothes, preparing to change his clothes. His handsome eyebrows and eyes were slightly relaxed, and his dark pupils were flashing with unknown colors:
Chapter completed!