Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

"Bang~"

Ni Yuyan walked to the door of the room, suddenly let go of her left hand, ignored Peng Zhan who fell to the ground, stretched out her trembling hand to hold the doorknob, and turned it gently.

"click~"

She first gently put Song Nan on the soft sofa, then picked up the two dolls, helped them arrange their clothes, and let them sit in rows at the round table. Finally, she walked to the door, grabbed Peng Zhan's weak legs, and held them mercilessly. Drag it into the room.

"Song Nan, how are you?" Ni Yuyan walked to the bed, took out a bottle of primary potion and handed it to him.

Song Nan drank the potion in one gulp, and the blood marks on her body disappeared instantly, but the pain remained.

There were tears in his eyes, and his clothes were full of scratches. He pursed his lower lip pitifully and reluctantly: "It hurts, and it's still very hot."

Song Nan frowned and loosened his collar, revealing his pink neck.

Ni Yuyan paused, stepped forward to him, leaned over and reached out to open his collar, looking at the right side of his neck, near the collarbone: "What is this?"

Song Nan was confused and looked at her blankly.

Ni Yuyan stood up and looked around. There were no simple mirrors in the room, only a retro mirror embedded in the wall in the bathroom.

She picked up Song Nan, walked into the bathroom, put him on the sink, opened his clothes, revealing the white and tender skin underneath, and pointed to a small black spot above the collarbone: "Did you have this mole before?"

Song Nan was stunned, shook his head, raised his hand and touched the black spots, without any raised texture: "What is this? Left behind by the rose?"

Ni Yuyan frowned and suddenly noticed something. She slowly approached and sniffed at his neck: "Nephew, are you wearing perfume? Why does it smell like roses..."

Her pupils narrowed, and after several confirmations, she was sure that the scent was emanating from his bones, and her expression became solemn: "My nephew, something is wrong."

Song Nan pursed her lower lip and tightened her clothes: "It's okay. Death is the end of life anyway. It doesn't matter when you die."

Ni Yuyan's mouth twitched, and she sincerely admired his optimism: "You are really open-minded. I don't want to die again."

Song Nan lowered his eyes, jumped off the bathing table, and walked towards Peng Zhan who was lying on the ground: "Are you okay?"

Peng Zhan moved, grinned with difficulty, and showed a ferocious smile: "Can you help me take out the healing potion from your pocket?"

Song Nan raised his eyebrows, squatted down, and reached into his pocket.

[Ding—Target Si Bai (doll) favorability -1, currently: 23, target danger value +1%, currently: 35%]

His movements stagnated, he retracted his hand, stood up slowly, and said indifferently: "I hurt, I can't take it."

[Ding——Target Si Bai (doll) favorability +1, currently: 24]

"..." Peng Zhan opened and closed his mouth, really not sure whether he should complain or not.

Ni Yuyan walked out of the bathroom with a giggle and laughed softly: "My nephew has a delicate body, so you have to be considerate~"

She walked up to Peng Zhan, put her shoe between him and the floor, turned him over easily, squeezed the medicine bottle out of her pocket with her feet, and rolled it next to his head: "Drink."

"..." Peng Zhan was about to cry, but almost gritted his teeth and said, "I broke my hand tendon."

Ni Yuyan let out a "tsk" sound, then reluctantly knelt down to open the medicine bottle, stretched out her hand to support his head in disgust, and fed him the medicine.

Peng Zhan "ton ton" drank the potion and sighed comfortably. Then, his body made a muffled sound, his twisted left leg was twisted back to its original shape like a twist, and his hand regained consciousness.

He raised his hand and shook it, stood up like a carp, and waved his fist excitedly: "I'm back!"

Ni Yuyan glanced at him and slapped her nose with her palm: "Yes, yes, you are back, go take a shower quickly, it stinks!"

Peng Zhan's face turned red and he scratched his head in embarrassment: "Let's go now."

After saying that, he walked out the door.

Song Nan was confused and pointed at his back: "Isn't he afraid of being discovered by his servants?"

Ni Yuyan smiled warmly and kept wiping her hands with her handkerchief: "Peng Zhan? He can be patient, otherwise he wouldn't have taken such a big risk to rescue him."

She reached out and poked Song Nan's cheek, digging into a small dimple: "Eldest nephew, if anyone here can fight with the housekeeper, no one except Peng Zhan. Although I am very strong, I can't fight ten of them. question, but my hunch tells me that I can only stand two tricks against the housekeeper."

Ni Yuyan tugged at the corner of her mouth and rubbed his head: "Zhang Shang is very smart, and his martial arts value should not be high. I can't understand Zhang Xia, and his strength is a mystery. However, when the discussion is concentrated at eight o'clock tonight, we can explore his background. .”

Song Nan blinked and yawned, strong sleepiness welling up in his heart.

"Are you sleepy?" Ni Yuyan's lips curled up slightly, looking at the sleepy little cutie with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, she pinched his cheeks impatiently, "Go and sleep for a while, I'll call you during dinner."

Song Nan nodded, picked up the doll and walked out in a daze.

……

"click~"

Song Nan closed the door, turned and walked to the bathroom.

His body was too dirty, and he couldn't bear to go to bed like this, but he was really sleepy... His peach-blossom eyes were half asleep, and he leaned unsteadily against the door of the bathroom. His body was weak, and he slowly slid down. He couldn't help but give up, so he might as well just do this. Go to sleep.

"Alas..." A gentle sigh sounded from his ears, and a long, white, well-jointed hand reached into his field of vision, hugged his waist, and gently picked him up, "Go to sleep."

Song Nan raised his head blankly, holding on to his sleepiness and tilting his head to look at the person above.

The silver glasses chain is swaying slightly, and the thin lips are bright red, tempting people to kiss and taste it.

Song Nan tilted his head, his eyes were dazed, and his tone was pitiful and soft: "Si Bai?"

"Yeah." The person above responded gently to the delirious person.

Song Nan shrugged her nose and rubbed his neck. It was very cold, not like the body temperature that a human should have.

He shrank from the cold and couldn't help but move closer to him, but as he got closer, the chill became even worse and he felt even more aggrieved: "Well, I miss you so much~"

Warm water slowly poured into the bathtub. Si Bai chuckled and rubbed his head: "Be good, go to sleep."

Song Nan grabbed the collar of his clothes, closed her eyes, and lowered her head on his shoulders little by little, murmuring: "I like you."

Sibai smiled, lowered his head and pressed a kiss on his forehead: "I like you too, little earl."

[Ding——Target Si Bai (doll) favorability +36, currently: 60]

……

"Snack Buckle"

"Snack Buckle"

……

Song Nan frowned, opened his eyes drowsily, stood up impatiently, opened the door, and stared at the people outside gloomily.

Ni Yuyan's hand that knocked on the door stopped mid-air. Seeing Song Nan who was only wearing a white stand-up collared shirt, she unconsciously held her breath, hugged Song Nan and walked in. She kicked the door shut before other players walked in.

Peng Zhan suddenly took a step back, narrowly avoiding being hit on the nose by the door.He looked innocently at the others, somewhat confused: "What happened to her?"

The others shook their heads, as confused as he was.

In the room, Ni Yuyan tucked Song Nan into the bed, her face turned red, she covered her mouth and nose, and said in a low voice: "Why aren't you wearing clothes?"

Song Nan was confused and looked down, his cheeks suddenly turned crimson.He hugged the quilt tightly and trembled: "Why, why did I change my clothes!"

Ni Yuyan raised her eyebrows and looked around. Except for the doll sitting on the bed, there was no one else: "Didn't you change the clothes yourself?"

Song Nan paused, his eyes full of doubts: "I don't remember, I was too sleepy at the time, but I thought about taking a shower and changing clothes before going to sleep."

Ni Yuyan nodded: "That's possible."

She stretched out her hand to rub Song Nan's head and said with a smile: "Eldest nephew, you slept through lunch. It's dinner time now. Get up quickly."

Song Nan's fingertips trembled: "Okay, you go outside and wait for a while while I get dressed."

Ni Yuyan smiled evilly: "Niece, why don't you ask your aunt to help you put it on~"

Song Nan immediately hardened his fist.

Ni Yuyan sneered "hehe" and walked out of the room knowingly. Before leaving, she couldn't help but glance at the doll on the bedside.

She knew very well how sleepy Song Nan was at that time. It was impossible for her to have the energy to wash her hair and take a bath. Even if she could wash her hair, she couldn't wait until her hair was completely dry. She could only say that someone had served him, but he was the person the housekeeper cared about. , the servants didn’t dare to approach at all, the only suspect was the doll.

However, here's the problem!A doll is just a doll. Even if it has thoughts, it cannot speak, let alone become a human.

She shook her head and stopped thinking about it. She raised her head and raised her head to get rid of distracting thoughts. Five pairs of resentful eyes looked directly at her.

Ni Yuyan paused, opened her feather fan, put it to her lips, and said jokingly: "What's wrong with you? Each one of you looks like I've robbed your wife~"

"..." x5

……

"click~"

Song Nan walked out of the room holding the doll, and suddenly noticed a strong smell of gunpowder among the six people. He couldn't help but curiously asked: "What's wrong with you?"

Ni Yuyan looked away and saw Song Nan, who was not wearing a tie and his collar was crookedly open, and frowned: "Nephew, are you feeling unwell?"

Song Nan shook his head: "What's wrong?"

Ni Yuyan's feather fan opened his collar: "The flowers on your body are coming out."

Lu Qiao stepped forward, took out the small mirror he carried with him, and pointed it at his collarbone.

Song Nan was stunned. He saw a flower bone as big as half a fist appearing on his collarbone where it was originally just a small black dot. The flower bone was outlined by black lines, like a carefully carved tattoo. It was extremely dazzling on the fair skin and matched with the light color. The rose body fragrance constantly tempts people to see the flower in its entirety and give it the color it deserves.

Zhang Shang's pupils shrank and his tone was low: "Did you touch the rose?"

Zhang Xia frowned, her bright smile disappeared, and her expression became solemn: "Rose is poison. It won't take long before you really turn into a rose."

Song Nan opened his eyes wide and squeezed the puppet's hand: "How did you know?"

Zhang Shang paused, his eyes gloomy: "We saw it at the puppet master's place."