Chapter 802 (1/2)

She opened the door, and the wind from the outside immediately excited her. There was a kind of cold through the bones, which made her shiver.

”Psycho!”

She hugged her arm and scolded again.

I don't know which Xiabei is playing a prank on, but she was really cheated. It's best not to let her know who it is, or she will have to break each other's bodies.

She was so cold that she opened the door and had to go back. Of course, she wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, which made her uncomfortable everywhere.

And when the door opened, the gloomy voice in the phone rang again, right behind her, right behind her ears, and the cold cold like a poisonous snake.

”Here you are...”

Xu Jiajia's body trembled fiercely, and the piercing chill came back again.

She had an impulse to drive away and regretted what she thought and how she could get to this damn place with a phone call she didn't know.

No one is angry with her.

But now people came, but she was only afraid.

She slowly turned around and saw a woman with disheveled hair standing behind her. She was also dressed in white and looked like a ghost.

She screamed directly and squatted down with her head in her arms.

The footsteps in her ears fell gently, and she felt someone squatting in front of her.

Hoo, Hoo

Her hair moved slightly, and her scalp was numb again and again.

She heard the sound of someone breathing and the heat sprayed on her hair.

It's hot, warm and alive

This is not a ghost.

It's human. It's definitely human.

”Who the hell are you?”

Xu Jiajia was really scared. She also held her head tightly. It seemed that she would faint in the next second.

It's still as useless as before.

Although the sarcastic voice is hoarse, it is very sharp in the ear.

Xu Jiajia will never forget the tone of light shame and sarcasm in his life.

”What's the matter? How long haven't you seen me? You don't know me?”

Xu Jiajia slowly raised her head and saw that the woman was still wearing loose hair, revealing a face with heavy makeup, high cheekbones and a sour look on her face.

Even if it's heavy makeup, it can't be hidden. Under the cosmetics, her old and white look that is desperately covered up but can't be hidden.

But Xu Jiajia knows this face. It can be said that like such a tone, it is impossible to forget it in a lifetime.

”You are...”

”Wu Sijing”??

Xu Jiajia opened her mouth wide. Some people didn't believe that the old woman in front of her was the arrogant young lady of the Wu family and the monk of Xuanmen. She was arrogant and unattainable. At that time, she was humble like a mole ant in front of her. Even if she gave her shoes, people thought she didn't deserve it.

But now, how did she become like this? If she didn't see it with her own eyes, Xu Jiajia couldn't believe it. It's only a year or two. What can make a bright and flamboyant woman grow so old, and it's still vulgar.