Being too ferocious because of caution

Chapter 546 "The Man in the Painting" plays a game with me

The movement outside disappeared.

The confinement in everyone's room disappeared, and they tried to open the doors and windows.

Nothing stands in the way.

The cold moonlight outside is pale and a little dry, and the night wind blowing is equally lonely.

Zhao Yi stepped out.

I came to the square outside, wandered around seriously for a while, and stopped somewhere.

There was a rectangular groove in the ground there, with broken wooden stakes underneath.

Here, it seems that a wooden stake was once inserted.

Zhao Yi knelt down and looked around.

The ground is dusty.

All traces of what happened have disappeared with the passage of time.

Zhao Yi's eyes flickered, as if he was speculating on the details of what happened that year.

Finally, he returned to his room.

And when he finally returned, a dark shadow flashed across a large bell tower in the distance.

It's Mesa.

She stayed close to the window, looking at the spot where Zhao Fang had just been in trance.

If someone were around it at this moment, they would find that Mesha has no eyes and her ears are bleeding.

Exactly like the weird woman in the painting.

Under the bell tower, there is a heavy lock.

…

The next day.

The sun shines on Norton Manor.

The butler with half a brain knocked on the door of the trialists' room.

"The hostess asked everyone to have breakfast, and then began to arrange your date with the hostess today."

Everyone hurriedly tidied themselves up and put on new clothes.

Went to the restaurant in the lobby.

Lots of delicious food has been prepared here.

The butler with half a brain said to everyone:

"Today is an important date for you and the hostess. Time is tight, so please finish your meal within ten minutes and then start discussing the order of dates."

When the testers heard this, they started immediately.

There are large fish, meat, fruits and vegetables, as well as desserts and snacks on the table, which is very rich.

The testers chose different foods. After solving the problem, they began to have a headache about the order of dates.

No one wants to be first.

According to the schedule, Mesha's first date will begin in half an hour.

A date is different from an interview, what matters is an atmosphere.

Dates are better at night than during the day.

Mesha doesn't have much patience for them. Once she feels dissatisfied, they will lose their use value and will be killed by Mesha on the spot!

During the interview yesterday, the test takers already knew very well that the beautiful female ghost was definitely not a soft-hearted person!

They must leave Mesha with an image of the opposite sex that is as satisfactory as possible in the shortest possible time!

The half-headed butler glanced at everyone.

"Which of you will go on a date with the mistress first?"

No one spoke.

Those trialists who were scrambling yesterday are now like wilted eggplants.

Who has nothing to go on a date with so early in the morning?

There was so much movement last night, maybe the female ghost didn't sleep well last night, and she was still angry when she woke up this morning... If we bumped into each other, wouldn't we be able to GG in the same place?

They didn't speak at all, and Zhao Yi said:

"If they don't go, I'll be the first."

The remaining eight people glanced at Zhao Yi and were stunned for a few seconds, with some sarcasm and ridicule suddenly appearing in their eyes.

This guy looks like a bad guy who has never even touched a girl outside. He actually chose to go on a date with a female ghost so early in the morning...

But they didn't say it out loud. Since someone was going to die on their behalf, how could they refuse?

With Zhao Yi taking the lead, the rest of the group argued for a while, and finally settled on the order.

Then, Zhao Yi walked towards the park under the leadership of the housekeeper.

"Mr. Zhao..."

The housekeeper suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Zhao Yi, with a faint respect shining in his scary green pupils.

"The mistress has ordered that if you go on a date with her, you have the right to choose the location."

Zhao Yi heard this and pointed to a bell tower.

"Is it okay there?"

The housekeeper looked in the direction of Zhao Yi's finger and said calmly:

"Except the bell tower."

Zhao Yi shrugged:

"All right."

"Where is Miss Mesa now?"

The steward said:

"In the fitting room."

"take me."

When the housekeeper heard this, he did not refuse and took Zhao Yi outside Mesha's fitting room.

Then he left.

Zhao Yi pushed the door open without any hesitation and entered.

Although there are lights in the fitting room, it still looks dim overall. The huge fitting room is like a maze, and if you don't pay attention, you will be completely lost in the fitting room.

But Zhao Yi seems to have his own unique way of walking through the maze.

It didn't take long for him to walk from the fitting room outside to the innermost room.

The further you go towards the middle, the dimmer the light becomes.

There seemed to be some light-devouring monsters all around, constantly depriving the middle of the brightness, releasing uneasy fear.

In the middle of the fitting room, it was very empty. It was no longer filled with many women's clothes, but a dark square area.

In the empty center, there is a floor-to-ceiling mirror the size of a person, a strange wooden dressing table, and a not-so-bright lamp.

Mesa sat in front of the dressing table and was putting on makeup.

Honestly speaking, the scene was very strange. If any normal person came here, they would be scared to the point of their legs going weak.

"Zhao Yi, you should know that it is very impolite to break into a girl's bedroom without permission."

Mesha's voice returned to the indifference of yesterday.

Zhao Yi put his hands in his pockets and walked to the floor-length mirror, adjusting his clothes under the extremely weak light.

"Yes, Miss Mesa."

"But I think what your life lacks is not a poetic man who politely stands outside and waits for you to finish your makeup and go on a date with him."

"But a naughty kid who knows nothing and likes to run around everywhere."

Mesa paused while putting on makeup, then looked at Zhao Yi with some surprise and said:

"Naughty kids are not likable."

Zhao Yi stared at himself in the mirror and smiled slightly:

"So... I hope you can be a little patient with me."

Mesa opened the lipstick box and said lightly:

"What color lipstick do you like?"

Zhao Yi replied:

"Freedom color."

Mesa was stunned and turned her head:

"What color is that?"

Zhao Yi looked at Mesa in the mirror:

"Freedom is the color you like, not subject to my will and hobbies."

Mesa's fingers holding the lipstick box trembled slightly.

Her tone suddenly became much heavier, not like a conversation between lovers, but rather like a warning from a senior to a junior:

"Zhao Yi, in love, indulging your significant other is an unforgivable taboo!"

This time, Zhao Yi turned his face to the side and stared at Meisha for a long time:

"I don't need anyone's forgiveness."

"If I fall, let me fall."

Mesha's tone was a little angry:

"You will fall all over your body and be broken into pieces!"

"You will pay a heavy price for your stubbornness!"

Zhao Yi's tone was slightly raised:

"Miss Meisha...seems to be in the situation."

Mesha turned her head stiffly, randomly selected a red lipstick, and applied it on her lips in front of the dressing mirror.

"Just following your words."

Snap!

As she was applying, the lipstick suddenly broke.

Mesha stared at the broken lipstick for a long time, the murderous aura on her body spread, and her eyes became redder.

Zhao Yi appeared behind her without knowing when, holding her chin gently with one hand, and gently brushing her lips with the fingers of the other hand, carefully applying lipstick to Mesa.

Looking at the red of Zhao Yi's fingertips in the mirror and the elegant color on her lips, Mesa's murderous aura gradually faded.

"Many people must have praised your eyes."

Zhao Yi said, gently lifting Mesa's chin.

He no longer looked at Mesa with the help of the mirror, but lowered his head and looked directly into her eyes.

Mesa's pupils were as red as rose gems.

The latter did not resist, but said with some resistance:

"You'd better not praise them."

Zhao Yi smiled and let go.

"Respected Lord Mesa, can you play a game with me, a little kid?"

PS: This chapter, 2400.

4 updates today.

Try to finish this copy (today and tomorrow)

Although I have said it, I reiterate that this is not a love story between a man and a woman.

Zhao Ge does not have tangled emotional dramas.

I really don't want to write, it's too much trouble. (I don't have much hair left)

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