I Wasn't Born Lucky

Xiao Ming, Tan Li, and a bathroom formed a rather strange picture at this time.

Needless to say, Tan Li didn't move, and looked straight at the bathroom; while Xiao Ming was slumped at the door of the room, his face contained great fear, and he closed his eyes tightly towards Tan Li. They formed a solid Equilateral triangle.

In Xiao Ming's life, he didn't watch horror movies very much. Xu Mei wished to devote all his time to schoolwork and financial practice, so he hadn't been trained in horror movies. Therefore, his heartbeat went straight to Eight hundred miles.

The lights were on in the room, but Xiao Ming experienced a fear he had never had in his life—it was a real ghost!And he looked at the bathroom with hatred on his face, what did Xiao Li do to provoke this female ghost?

It seems... It seems like hell, people are easy to die, and they all die miserably.

Xiao Ming desperately searched for information about ghosts in his mind. He didn't dare to blink his eyes, for fear that if he blinked, the female ghost in the room would remove a part of his body. In this extreme fear, Xiao Ming Ming felt that the cold sweat on his forehead was getting more and more, and the clothes behind him were soaked.

Never in his life had he experienced such a feeling.

They are all waiting for an opportunity to break the balance.

That is Xiao Li in the bathroom.

Xiao Li in the bathroom is currently ignorant of the turmoil of the outside world. He walked out of the bathtub, wiped the water droplets on his hair and body with a towel in a casual manner, and then simply wrapped his lower body with the towel, intending to leave just like that bathroom.

His slender fingers touched the golden handle of the bathroom door, pressed down, and opened the door.

When Xiao Li walked out of the bathroom and returned to his room, there was no one there - no Tan Li, no Xiao Ming, the room was empty, just like usual.

The water droplets from the hair dripped down the boy's neck, brushed past the edge of the chest, disappeared into the flexible abdominal muscles, and disappeared.

Xiao Li didn't intend to blow-dry his hair, he just sat back on the chair and looked at the little yellow book in front of the table.

As soon as he sat down, water droplets dripped from his wet hair onto the small yellow book, and just after one drop was applied, a line of words appeared on it: [No clothes, good figure. 】

It may be that the scene of the beauty coming out of the bath gave it a great shock. It seemed a little shy, because the color on the small book has changed. It was light yellow, like the color of parchment paper, simple and low-key, Now its whole page is a little reddish, with a hint of red in the yellow—it looks weird.

Xiao Li: "..."

Xiao Huangben was a little excited again, as if opening the door to a new world: 【...Are we talking naked? 】

Xiao Li:? ? ?

——Isn’t it time for Xiao Huang Ben to get hurt? !What a tenacious little Huang Ben!

【You are very exciting like this,】Maybe the beauty who just got out of the bath cured Xiao Huang Ben, and its reply now looks full of vitality,【It’s good not to wear clothes, but you need to dry your hair first. 】

Xiao Li immediately remembered that this was a book about a female ghost who was interested in his own body, so he put down the book with a strange expression, and casually pulled the bathrobe on the hanger to put on himself, and the little yellow book immediately showed: [Unfortunately. 】

—It’s a pity you’re so small.

Xiao Li didn't listen to Xiao Huangben's words to blow his hair, but wanted to turn over the front page first. In fact, if he could see the cover, he would find that the photo of Tan Li that was still there before had disappeared, which meant that Watching the other party come out of the confinement——but Xiao Huangben is not cooperating at this time, and is constantly vibrating and displaying: 【Blow hair. 】

Every time the black-haired boy wanted to turn forward, he would be jolted back to that page by its vibration and heat: [I will catch a cold. 】

【Now. 】

Xiao Li: "..."

——So annoying, so annoying little Huang Ben!Will it shake amazingly!

When something is repeated by others, even if it is a good thing, most people will have a rebellious mentality, so Xiao Li didn't intend to listen to Xiao Huang Ben's words. mobile phone, browse the above information.

His WeChat shows that he has received multiple friend requests: [I am Zheng Yi. 】

[Xiao Li, Sherlock, I finally found out your contact information, please, add me, I want to say thank you!Please give me a chance to express my sincere thanks, QAQ. 】

【Boss——】

【dad! 】

Xiao Li: "..."

The little yellow book on the desk was shaken again this time, Xiao Li put down the phone, only to see another sentence floating on it:【...disobedient. 】

【sigh. 】

Sighing, Xiao Li was startled. It even sighed, and even wrote the word "sigh". This female ghost is so beautiful!

Xiao Li suddenly felt that this style of painting was a bit cute, but in the next second, he felt that it must be his illusion, because the next line was: [Then I can only blow it up for you personally. 】

Xiao Li: "..."

He suddenly got a little square, this female ghost wants to help him dry his hair?How to help?

The black-haired boy imagined a pale woman who appeared behind him, holding a hair dryer—he wasn't afraid, but felt that the scene was a bit unsightly...

It's rare for him to find something cute, so why bother to expose the truth himself?Ghosts are hard to tear down.

So he also sighed, but in fact, he took the hair dryer with a sense of fun in his heart, and buzzed and blew it on his scattered wet hair. Putting down the hair dryer, I picked up the little yellow notebook and wrote, "Is it all right?"

Little Huang Ben: [Chaos. 】

【But cute. 】

Xiao Li didn't care about it, so he had the time to turn over the front pages of the book. However, he felt a little sleepy just after turning through two pages. Xiao Li felt sleepy.

So he directly closed the little yellow book, came to the bed and lay down, and got into the bed made by the servant.

On that wide bed, the boy's collarbone was still exposed generously, slender and delicate, like a butterfly about to spread its wings and fly high.

Before Xiao Li fell asleep, he faintly felt that someone leaned over and kissed his collarbone. It was a little itchy, but it seemed to be just an illusion.

Then the kiss, as thin as a cicada's wing, lingered along his collarbone, then came to his chest, and finally moved up to his forehead.

Xiao Li was really sleepy, almost unconscious, before he had time to think about the future, he fell into a deep sleep.

On the desk on the other side, the bright moonlight outside the window illuminates the small yellow book spread across the table, reflecting a line of writing: 【Good dream. 】

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In another unknown space.

The moment Xiao Li came out, Tan Li and Xiao Ming were moved here.

This is a place without any doors and windows, like a square secret room.

Being able to teleport them here is no longer within the scope of human power—and because of this, Xiao Ming felt even more desperate. He thought, all this was done by the ghost in front of him, and he wanted to torture him before he died. !

Xiao Ming kept shouting: "Is there anyone here to save me? There are ghosts here!!"

However, no one paid attention to him until he screamed and broke his throat, and no one came to save him. In the end, he could only look at the female ghost in front of him, trying to minimize his sense of existence.

On that night, Xiao Ming deeply regretted that he entered Xiao Li's room on impulse. If he hadn't entered his room, he wouldn't have seen ghosts, and if he hadn't seen ghosts, he wouldn't have fallen into such a situation... …

The author has something to say: Xiao Huang Ben: I am now yellow and red (shy)