Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Qiao Sheng nodded. "I understand. I'll definitely take a good look at it. I'll return it in five days. If you particularly like it, you can buy it."

"Well, let's talk about this later."

Holding the steamed bun in my hand, I felt a warm and cool sensation, and the sound of the piano disappeared from my ears. The two sides talked for a while before leaving the cultural center.

After Qiao Sheng returned to the hotel, he couldn't wait to hang up the beauty painting. Looking at the ancient beauty playing the zither on it, a smile appeared on his lips: "It is worthy of being the treasure of the museum. It is indeed extraordinary."

A woman's low laughter came to my ears.

[Your demeanor is truly extraordinary. I am honored to be here.]

"Well, who's talking?"

Qiao Sheng looked at the beauty in the painting who was looking down. She had now raised her head and was smiling at him. His brows furrowed. "She was looking down just now. Did I see it wrong?"

"You, you are the one speaking."

Seeing the beauty in the painting motionless, he couldn't help but shake his head and said helplessly: "It turns out that you are still jet-lagged from your business trip. You actually asked such a stupid question."

He turned around, took his clothes and went into the bathroom.

Completely unnoticed, the beauty in the painting curled her lips into a smile, then quickly lowered her head to play the piano again.

With a creak, the bathroom door opened.

Qiao Sheng was wearing a light blue long nightgown, revealing the firm muscle lines on his chest. He wiped his hair with one hand, glanced at the painting out of the corner of his eye, and paused.

"Hmm, why are you lowering your head again? Didn't you just…"

"Forget it, maybe I'm too tired, let me sleep first."

After lifting the quilt and lying on the bed, Qiao Sheng thought for a while and made a video call. Looking at the little person on the other end of the video, his eyes were as gentle as water.

[Yaoyao, are you painting again? ]

[Well, I haven't had any inspiration lately, so I thought about drawing to get a feel for it. Maybe it will get better. Otherwise, how will I manage to compete?]

[Inspiration? I have an interesting painting here, would you like to see it?]

[You're not on a business trip, where can you see the paintings?]

Qiao Sheng turned on the light, adjusted the camera to point at the beauty painting, and introduced it softly.

[Yaoyao, look, this is the Jiangcheng Cultural Center's treasure. I think it's very interesting, so I brought it back to look at for a few days. See if you can find any inspiration.]

Chu Yao looked at the picture of the beauty in the video, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat. She had a very bad feeling. She moved closer to take a closer look and suddenly saw a ghost face.

What kind of face was that? The beauty’s eyes were gouged out in an instant, her face was smashed into a bloody mess, and she was smiling in a creepy way.

He shuddered with fear and couldn't help but let out a shrill laugh.

[Ahhh, ghost, there is a ghost! ]

[…Yaoyao, are you okay? There's no ghost. Have you been watching horror movies again recently? Didn't I tell you to watch less of those things?]

Chu Yao heard the man's gentle voice, and her hand holding the phone was shaking. She looked at the painting of the beauty carefully and found nothing unusual.

It was as if everything that just happened was just an illusion.

For some unknown reason, he took a screenshot and saved it, then wrapped himself up and spoke in a tearful voice.

[No, I haven't watched any horror movies recently. I didn't dare watch any when you weren't home. I just watched a livestream and was a little curious about the story.]

[A Sheng, that painting makes me very uncomfortable. Why don't you return it as soon as possible and stop looking at it.]

Qiao Sheng raised his head and took a look, but didn't find anything unusual. He smiled and said a few words to comfort her, but didn't mention returning it.

I borrowed it with great difficulty, so of course I have to watch it for a few more days. How can I just return it casually? That would be a waste of my favor. This girl must have been scared by watching a horror movie secretly.

Echoed a voice.

[Okay, I got it. Yaoyao, don't worry. I'm going to start catching up on my sleep. Bye.]

[Well, bye, Ah Sheng, you must listen to me.]

【Understood, Master Butler.】

After hanging up the video, Qiao Sheng lay down, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but my consciousness came to an unfamiliar yard. The familiar guqin was placed in the yard. I walked over and reached out to touch it.

It feels very real when you start to play, just like you are there.

Qiao Sheng was a little confused. Shouldn't he be sleeping? Was he dreaming? It was interesting that the dream could be so real. This yard also looked familiar.