Chapter 400: Chapter 309: Tricky Silk – I Still Have an Ultimate Move (Please Subscribe, Requesting Monthly Tickets!)_2
“Brother?” ng Tingting’s voice seed to carry a chillingly demonic quality that made one’s scalp tingle upon hearing it.
ng Hang was terrified, laying under the bed, involuntarily biting the back of his right hand to keep himself from making any noise, but his whole body wouldn’t stop shaking.
ng Tingting stood in front of where he was lying for a while, then her feet began to turn as if she was preparing to look elsewhere.
ng Hang’s eyes were glued to those cotton slippers, and the intense tension and fright had caused him to break out in a cold sweat, beads of which rolled down his forehead and into his eyes.
He softly closed his eyes and wiped them slowly, then imdiately reopened them.
The mont he opened his eyes, what he saw was ng Tingting’s terrifying, injured face.
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“Brother!”
She had sohow squatted down, looking under the bed with a smile on her face.
ng Hang was so scared he couldn’t make a sound; he just hurriedly scrambled backward, and after getting out from under the bed, he quickly stood up.
At that mont, the bathroom door opened, and ng Yongshou walked out with a calm expression.
“Dad, sis… sothing’s wrong with her… her… bones…” ng Hang pointed at ng Tingting, stamring incoherently.
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Before ng Yongshou had entered the bathroom, he had told ng Tingting to be careful not to dirty the bed, so after the couple went into the bathroom one after the other, ng Tingting simply stood up and began to eat stir-fried rice noodles near the bedroom door.
She was indeed famished, her stomach churning, having vomited violently earlier, those expelled contents had thoroughly nauseated her.
It took a while for her mood to stabilize, and now she finally felt sowhat relieved.
Thankfully, when she swallowed the goldfish, she was unconscious; otherwise, the nauseating feeling might have been even stronger and could have stayed with ng Tingting for her entire life.
As she ate the rice noodles, her back was to ng Hang.
ng Hang was sitting on the bed, and ng Tingting had no idea what he was doing.
At this mont, she had no ti to pay attention to ng Hang; she was very tired and planned to go back to bed to sleep after eating.
However, going back to her own bedroom to sleep was out of the question. ng Tingting was frightened and had already decided that until the Exorcist ca to deal with the strangenesses in the house, she was determined not to sleep alone, she had to stick with her parents no matter what.
While she was eating, a laugh suddenly ca from not far behind her.
“Hehe—”
The laughter was ng Hang’s.
ng Tingting thought he was looking at his phone and must have seen sothing funny, so she didn’t pay him any mind.
About a few seconds later, another “hehe” burst of laughter ca, followed by ng Hang’s voice, “Sister, co find .”
ng Tingting was startled, stopped eating her rice noodles, and slightly lifted her head, thinking to herself, “What the hell is this foolish brother of mine doing?”
She turned around and saw that ng Hang, who had been sitting on the bed, was nowhere to be seen.
Looking around, she noticed a slight bulge in the floor-to-ceiling curtain by the bed, and the shape vaguely resembled a person.
“Hehe, co and find quickly.” ng Hang’s voice ca once more.
To ng Tingting, the voice sounded eerily hollow as if coming from all directions, unable to pinpoint the source, nor could she tell if it definitely ca from behind the curtain.
“Co out already, who’s in the mood for hide and seek at this ti?” ng Tingting spoke up.
The silhouette behind the curtain did not move or speak, just standing there.
“Did you hear , ng Hang, co out quickly.” ng Tingting assud the authoritative pose of an elder sister.
The curtain rustled slightly, but ng Hang still did not appear.
“You brat.”
ng Tingting put the rice noodles she was holding down on the dressing table and walked over in a few steps.
As she got close, she could see the curtain twitch gently again, as if the person inside had unconsciously shrunken toward the window when they realized she was approaching.
Just then, ng Tingting suddenly beca hesitant, an ominous feeling enveloping her heart like a shadow.
Recalling the scene of ng Hang gnawing at the keyboard at the computer desk, ng Tingting shivered and, summoning her courage, shouted loud, “Co out now, why are you hiding here?”
As she spoke, she reached out, grabbed the floor-to-ceiling curtain, and yanked it open.
The curtain flipped up to reveal nothing behind it, completely empty.
ng Tingting was stunned on the spot.
“Hehehe—”
The familiar laughter suddenly resounded again, but this ti ng Tingting heard it clearly—the voice was coming from under the bed.
“Sister, I’m here.”
The voice of ng Hang now sounded incredibly eerie to ng Tingting.
With her level of courage, it was impossible for her to dare to look under the bed for ng Hang.
So when she heard ng Hang’s voice again from under the bed, her entire body trembled, and she turned to run toward the bathroom door.
After all, her parents were still inside; it felt much safer there.
But just as she lifted her right foot, an arm reached out from under the bed and suddenly grabbed her ankle.
ng Tingting scread in terror.
Yet ng Hang’s voice followed, “I’m not playing anymore, sister, pull out.”
ng Tingting paused, her fear beginning to fade, and a look of astonishnt appeared on her face.
The arm from under the bed was still holding her ankle, but hearing ng Hang say this, ng Tingting’s fear wasn’t as intense as before.
Maybe he really was just trying to scare her, ssing around with her.
She slowly squatted down and looked under the bed, but saw nothing, and said, “Give your other hand.”
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