The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

After dinner, Su Nanzhi returned to the room prepared for her, looked at the clothes on the bed and in the closet, and fell silent.

Pink, purple, light blue lace skirts...

She thought that the person who bought these things was the housekeeper Zhang, and she became even more silent.

Why would a big man be a lace lover?

Or do all the young ladies of the Su family like this style of clothes?

With people under the roof, Su Nanzhi had no choice.

She found a white nightgown and went into the bathroom. Just now, a dedicated servant came upstairs to teach her how to use the shower and introduce shower gel, shampoo and skin care products.

Su Nanzhi entered the bathroom, turned on the shower, and began to take a shower.

But the door to the bathroom doesn't seem to be calm.

She left that box of treasures there today, including the mahogany sword, and she came here alone today.

It seems that some things can't stand it anymore.

Su Nanzhi could see that there was a black air around the door of the bathroom, a ray of red light flickered from the black air, and kept trying to come in through the gap, the water vapor in the air was faintly red.

Gradually, as if through the translucent frosted door, the whole bathroom was filled with an uncomfortable blood.

Su Nanzhi frowned displeased when she smelled blood.

After turning off the shower, a white and slender hand stretched out from the frosted door, and the red blood rushed over like a cat smelling fishy.

Su Nanzhi touched her nightgown, a strong blood flowed, and in the next second, a piercing scream sounded, but it was a little hoarse.

Su Nanzhi put on her nightgown expressionlessly, then looked at the face that gradually gathered in the air, "Are you a man?"

A minute later, the male ghost heard the girl's cold voice before being beaten to pieces, "Don't you know whether a man and a woman can kiss each other?"

At least he knew the reason for his disappearance.

Not because I coveted this delicious piece of meat, but because I took a bath after seeing the meat.

Su Nanzhi doesn't like the smell left in the air. The stronger the smell of blood, the more serious the murders before and after death. She didn't bring a deodorant talisman when she went out.

Facing the bloody smell left in the room now, she resignedly picked up the perfume from the dressing table, sprayed it into the air a few times, whispered an inaudible formula, and the next second, the air was filled with fragrance. With a faint fragrance of freesia.

She took a deep breath, then narrowed her eyes in pleasure.

Sure enough, the profession of perfumer has its own importance.

Perhaps because of the lessons learned from the past, the things hovering outside the window did not take a step forward to test it, and kept huddling together through the curtains, making a "Jie Jie Jie" sound, which was a bit creepy.

Before going to bed, Su Nanzhi also stood in front of the window for a while through the curtains, and finally opened the curtains abruptly, and made a face towards the window.

"..."

In a second, everything outside the window was scared away.

Su Nanzhi: "..."

Such a coward, still want to suck her energy?

boring.

Su Nanzhi pulled back the curtains without much interest, and threw herself on the big soft bed.

Although the Su family doesn't welcome her, there is no need to be too obvious in terms of food and accommodation.

She slept until midnight and felt a little stuffy in her chest. She woke up suddenly, and then she saw a figure of a man sitting beside the bed.

Su Nanzhi: "..."

The back figure has long hair fluttering, is tied with a hair crown, and is wearing a black robe, but his hair is silver in the moonlight that seeps in from outside the window.