usatvline Chapter 150 The Haunted House 11
Chapter 150 The Haunted House 11
After the meal, Shen Ying got up to clear the table, when a long, beautiful hand suddenly reached out, firmly grasped her wrist, and gently pulled her.
At the same time, Murong Xiangxun's clear and pleasant voice rang in my ears: "I'll take care of it, you can rest for a while."
Shen Ying felt embarrassed to trouble them any further, so she gently withdrew her hand and waved it with a smile: "No way, you've been busy in the kitchen all day, I can do the washing dishes."
Murong Xiangxun leaned forward slightly, his deep blue eyes, like the ocean, fixed intently on Shen Ying, his tone carrying an undeniable insistence: "You are a guest now, how can you expect a guest to wash the dishes?"
“But…” Shen Ying was about to speak.
With a faint smile playing on his lips, Murong Xiangxun gently took Shen Ying's hand again, his gesture both tender and undeniably forceful, leading her slowly to the sofa in the living room.
Then, he gently placed his hand on Shen Ying's shoulder. After she sat down, he turned back to the dining table, neatly cleared away the dishes, and then strode towards the kitchen with his long, slender legs.
Murong Xiangxun placed the bowls and plates in the sink, just about to start cooking, when the chef ghost suddenly appeared, fawningly approaching him: "Master, leave this rough work to me, you are of noble birth..."
"No need." Murong Xiangxun interrupted it calmly and decisively, then stretched out his long, slender, and fair hand with distinct knuckles and turned on the faucet. Instantly, water gushed out.
The chef ghost stood there, hesitant and confused. Looking at its master's satisfied smile, it quietly tugged at the sleeve of the female ghost beside it and whispered, "What's wrong with you, master? Why are you so happy even washing dishes?"
The female ghost glanced at it, her eyes full of sympathy, thinking that this guy had probably never tasted the "bitterness" of love. She sighed softly, shook her head, and remained silent.
Seeing the other person's appearance, the chef ghost assumed that the other person was just as puzzled as he was by his master's unusual behavior, so he stopped asking questions and stood quietly to the side, silently observing his master's every move.
Shen Ying nestled lazily on the sofa, her gaze drifting towards the kitchen, recalling the scene of Murong Xiangxun cooking in the kitchen earlier.
Just then, another unusual image suddenly popped into her mind.
Shen Ying's eyes lit up. She sat up abruptly, took out her phone, quickly opened the shopping app, and swiped her fingers across the screen. After entering what she wanted to find, a wide variety of products appeared. She spotted her ideal style almost immediately and, without hesitation, placed an order and paid.
She conjured up the beautiful scene in her mind, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily curled up slightly, and she unconsciously let out a soft "hehe" laugh.
"What are you so happy about?" Murong Xiangxun's clear voice suddenly rang in my ears.
Lost in her own world of imagination, Shen Ying was startled back to reality by the sudden sound. She looked up instinctively and saw Murong Xiangxun standing in front of her. He was looking at her quietly with a gentle smile on his face and soft eyes.
"Oh, it's nothing. By the way, is there anything you want to do?" Shen Ying asked somewhat awkwardly.
Murong Xiangxun's blue eyes were focused and serious as he looked at Shen Ying and said, "To be with you."
Shen Ying was slightly taken aback, and for a moment she was at a loss, not knowing how to react.
After a moment's thought, she continued, "I mean, is there anything you wish for? Is there anything you particularly want to do? I can go with you to do it."
Murong Xiangxun lowered his eyes slightly, his expression becoming extremely serious, and his slender fingers unconsciously flicked.
After a long while, he looked up again, his gaze towards Shen Ying filled with sincerity and earnestness. He replied in a solemn yet gentle tone, "I want to accompany you in doing what you want to do."
Shen Ying was suddenly struck by these blunt words and was caught off guard. To her, these words were tantamount to a confession!
Her eyes widened in disbelief. She swallowed hard and stammered, "W-why?"
Murong Xiangxun slowly squatted down, facing Shen Ying directly, his gaze sincere and deep, and said softly, "From the first moment I saw you, I knew that I loved you."
Shen Ying felt her head go "buzz" as if it had exploded. Then, her face turned bright red instantly, and the heat made her feel like her head was about to smoke.
She suddenly became flustered and said in a panic, "You, you, but, I, you and I, we can't..."
"Shh." Murong Xiangxun stretched out his slender fingers and gently pressed the pad of his finger to Shen Ying's lips. His eyes were tender and affectionate as he whispered, "I know what you want to say, but I don't care about any of that. All I need is to have this time with you right now. Don't feel burdened."
After being confessed to, Shen Ying felt her mind was in complete chaos, with all sorts of thoughts rushing in and she couldn't make sense of them at all.
To be honest, Murong Xiangxun's outstanding looks perfectly matched her aesthetic standards; in fact, you could say he was her ideal type.
Moreover, although their time together was short, Shen Ying felt that the other person's personality seemed quite good, gentle and considerate.
But this won't work either!
Let's not dwell on the fact that humans and ghosts exist in different forms, or whether they can be together.
Shen Ying will leave this world, and that alone means there shouldn't be any emotional entanglement between them.
Shen Ying thought that if they really started talking about feelings, it probably wouldn't be a good thing for either of them.
Murong Xiangxun gazed at Shen Ying quietly. Seeing that she still had a furrowed brow and a worried expression, he couldn't help but feel a pang of pity and sighed silently.
His original intention was simply to let Shen Ying know his feelings, and he did not want to cause her any trouble. However, he did not regret expressing his feelings to her.
Thinking this, Murong Xiangxun reached out and gently pulled Shen Ying up from the sofa. With a hint of mystery in his eyes, he said softly, "I'll take you somewhere."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his arm, put his arm around Shen Ying's waist, and gently pulled her into his embrace. With his other hand, he gently held her head. In the next instant, the two of them disappeared from the spot like wisps of smoke.
Shen Ying nestled obediently in Murong Xiangxun's arms, feeling his cool and refreshing aura, as if an invisible net was completely enveloping her.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but when Murong Xiangxun slowly released her, she looked up and realized that they were in a quiet forest, and not far away, there was a hot spring with steaming hot water.
It was nighttime, and the deep night sky was like a huge black ribbon, with countless stars like dazzling gems embedded in it, twinkling and emitting a soft light. The whole scene was so beautiful that it was like a dream, as if one were in a magical fairyland.