My ex-boyfriend is always teasing me [Unlimited Stream]

Qin Yan bent down naturally so that Qu Xingchen grabbed his collar, and wrapped his other hand around Qu Xingchen's waist. The temperature of his fingertips showed his strong sense of existence.

Out of the corner of my eye, one of the two women standing at the door couldn't help covering her mouth, and couldn't hide the slight excitement in her eyes.

Qu Xingchen let go of his hand in an instant, and took a step back to distance himself from Qin Yan. Qin Yan's arm had to leave Qu Xingchen's waist, and he withdrew his hand regretfully.

The two women on the opposite side walked over at this time, and when Qu Xingchen approached, he realized that one of the women was extremely tall, about the same size as him, about 1.8 meters, while the other woman was much more normal, but not short, should be There are 1.7 meters.

The shorter woman has neat short hair, but at this time it is a wonderful green color, she stretched out her hand to Qu Xingchen: "Hello, my name is Xu Qiao, this is my friend, Yi Yan, she is not very talkative , you don't mind."

The tall woman who was introduced nodded at the two of them. She had orange shawl hair and a surprisingly clear face. Wearing a long skirt, she really looked like a tall and cold goddess.

Qu Xingchen looked at Xu Qiao's hand stretched out in front of him, and slowly stretched out his hand to grab it, but Qin Yan reached out and cut it off halfway, only to see him put his hand on Xu Qiao's hand and then stop it immediately, the corners of Qu Xingchen's lips curved He turned and pressed down again.

Xu Qiao didn't care about the seemingly rude behavior of these two people, but her eyes became brighter and brighter.

Qu Xingchen felt a little uncomfortable being watched by her, but at this moment, Yi Yan, who had been silent all along, said, "Looking for a place to eat?"

Qu Xingchen nodded, and several people walked out of the corridor. Both sides of the corridor were full of mirrors. As if thinking of something, Qu Xingchen looked up without any trace. The corridor was also covered with mirrors, but without those densely packed eyes. .

When I walked out, I met several other players, some would nod their heads and say hello, while others were suspicious and tried not to communicate with others.

Going out from the corridor is the dance floor and stage of the bar. Several people looked around and found that there was a small restaurant in the right corner of the stage.

Pushing open the door of the restaurant, it is a buffet-style western food, and two rows of long tables have already set up meals.

Everyone seems to be surprised by these things that have been prepared. Indeed, this is already the difficulty of the fourth world. These people here should be either the third world or the fourth world. Surprised by the food that popped up.

Xu Qiao let out a "wow", and immediately pulled Yi Yan in and picked up the plate to pick out what she liked to eat.

Qu Xingchen and Qin Yan stood at the back of this group of people and counted them. Counting them, there were a total of ten people. The man whose arm was bitten off by Dybala did not come. Could he have died in the bedroom? ?

However, no one would bother to visit him. Everyone picked up their favorite food, sat around scattered or gathered, and swallowed silently.

The man who asked Qu Xingchen to give an explanation yesterday suddenly said in silence: "I said, everyone, since you have come to this world with such a fate, why don't you introduce yourself? I will take care of you in the next ten days, right?" ?”

This man seems to be the kind of person who is used to organizing activities and being the leader. Before he finished speaking, he looked at the expressions of everyone and saw that no one objected. Then he nodded and continued in satisfaction: "I'll come first, my name is Wu Wenhai, in this world, since everyone gathers together, they are friends, so if there is anything in the future, I will definitely help if I can."

Qin Yan picked out a plate full of his favorite food for Qu Xingchen and handed it to Qu Xingchen, and then started to get food for himself. The two of them chose the corner seat and did not express any opinion on it.

There were indeed a few people who echoed Wu Wenhai, and made simple self-introductions one after another. There were men and women among them. A few more people introduced themselves, and the remaining few people also said their names, until everyone All eyes were on Qu Xingchen and Qin Yan.

Qu Xingchen didn't care, it was just a name, Qin Yan stuffed two soft and delicious puffs into Qu Xingchen's mouth as soon as he opened his mouth. He chewed and chewed, his eyes were round and round, and with his slightly weak appearance, he looked very harmless.

Xu Qiao couldn't hold back a "puchi" laugh, then immediately covered her mouth and hid behind Yi Yan.

Wu Wenhai was a little dissatisfied with the reaction of the two of them. He felt that Qu Xingchen and Qin Yan had neglected him, so he frowned and wanted to speak a few words.

Qin Yan reached out to wipe off the cream from the corner of Qu Xingchen's mouth, slowly stuffed it into his mouth and licked it clean, and then said: "Qin Yan."

When Qu Xingchen swallowed the puffs and wanted to speak, he raised his hand and stuffed two puffs in. Then he put his hands on the back of the chair behind Qu Xingchen, making a gesture of encirclement.

"My wife, Qu Xingchen."

The puffs in this restaurant are very big, and Qu Xingchen's mouth is big enough to fill Qu Xingchen's mouth. Qu Xingchen couldn't help but glared at Qin Yan. Eyes, staring at people is not at all lethal, it seems to be coquettish.

Wu Wenhao's expression softened when he heard Qin Yan's answer, but he was still a little dissatisfied. His eyes fell on Qin Yan, and his small eyes were full of calculations: "Why are you a judge? There are more than a dozen of us, but you are not the only one. Same?"

Qin Yan turned a deaf ear, did not shift his gaze, and focused all his attention on Qu Xingchen. Seeing that Qu Xingchen had finally swallowed it, he dug another spoonful of mashed potatoes and brought it to Qu Xingchen's mouth. Having been prepared for a long time, he raised his hand to hold Qin Yan's wrist to prevent him from feeding, and then raised his eyes to look at Wu Wenhai.

Seeing Qu Xingchen looking over, Wu Wenhai couldn't help but straighten his shoulders, thinking that he was going to show weakness and explain something to everyone, so he pretended to be magnanimous and said first: "I forgive you... your boyfriend's bad attitude, as long as you Try to be more social in the future..."

Qu Xingchen interrupted him: "None of your business?"

Wu Wenhai swallowed his mouthful of long speeches suddenly, and looked at Qu Xingchen tongue-tied, as if he couldn't believe it: "You, what did you say?"

"Hahahahahaha——" Xu Qiao suddenly slapped the table and burst out laughing. The water glasses on their table were shaking and couldn't stop for a long time.

Qu Xingchen had no time to talk to Wu Wenhai, because Qin Yan saw the opportunity and stuffed a spoon full of mashed potatoes into his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Seeing that Qu Xingchen's food was not bad, Qin Yan scooped up a spoonful with the same spoon and stuffed it into his mouth, then frowned.

"It's not as delicious as what I make."

Qu Xingchen patted Qin Yan's wrist angrily, picked up another spoon and started eating by himself.

Under Yi Yan's reassurance, Xu Qiao finally stopped laughing, but her eyes would turn to Qin Yan and Qu Xingchen's table from time to time, because there was no malice in her eyes, so Qin Yan and Qu Xingchen didn't care.

Wu Wenhai was deflated by Qin Yan and Qu Xingchen one after another, his eyes were fierce, his chest heaved and heaved, Qu Xingchen was ready for him to rush up at any time, but Wu Wenhai suddenly sat down, as if nothing happened Like others, I continued to discuss the world.

Qu Xingchen whispered in Qin Yan's ear, "Pay attention to this person."

Qin Yan pursed his lips and chuckled, and glanced at him lightly: "You can't get on the stage."

Time passed quickly, and when most people had finished eating, another person walked into the small restaurant. When this person walked in, there were several exclamations in the small restaurant.

The person who walked in was the man who was punished yesterday and had his arm eaten by Dybala. However, his face was rosy and healthy, and his steps were steady, but the most shocking thing was that his broken right arm was safe and sound. Steady on his shoulders.

"Oh my god...how is it possible..."

"How the hell did this guy do it?"

The man walked in, stopped in the middle of the small restaurant, looked around with a vicious gaze, and carefully looked at everyone before going to get his food.

Everyone here, after he was injured yesterday, turned a blind eye to him, even fearing that he would become a burden, and let him live alone in a bedroom.

The man took four or five plates of food before he sat down at an empty table. He picked up the fork and swallowed gulply. He chewed hard, and his eyes fell on Wu Wenhai, as if he was eating. It's not food, but Wu Wenhai's meat.

It seems that there should have been some conflicts between the three who did not rush to the stage yesterday. Qu Xingchen looked at another corner of the small restaurant, where several people were sitting, and one of the short men was the other of the three. The people next to them were talking about something, they didn't look at Wu Wenhai or the man who came in last.

This person ate very fast, and even felt a little disgusted, with food residues falling everywhere. After eating, he took out a lot of tissues and wiped his mouth, grinning: "My name is Lu Bin, remember gone."

He obviously said this to Wu Wenhai.

Time has not allowed everyone to stay here anymore, the gathered eleven contestants plus Qin Yan, a judge got up one after another and walked out of the small restaurant.

The stage, which was empty when they entered, was now lit up with colorful lights, and the ghosts standing stiffly on the dance floor slowly gathered below the stage.

Qin Yan raised his wrist and looked at his watch. At 58:[-] in the evening, the game was about to start.

Passing through those ghosts obviously required a lot of courage. Qin Yan led Qu Xingchen to the bottom of the stage, raised his hand and pinched the back of Qu Xingchen's neck to let him approach him, and said with only two voices: "Be careful."

Then he let go, turned and walked to the back of the stage.

Qin Yan is a judge, so his position is naturally different from theirs.

At eight o'clock, the lights on the stage were suddenly turned off, and the spotlight fell on the eleven players below the stage. Then the intense and exciting heavy metal rock music played, and the eleven players immediately began to shake their bodies slightly.

"Not intense enough!" Dybala's voice came from the dark stage. Even though the music was so loud, Dybala's voice was still clear.

Eleven people had no choice but to wave their limbs wildly. Qu Xingchen raised his hands and swayed back and forth in a posture of raising his arms and shouting.

Even in this kind of occasion, Wu Wenhai was very eager to express himself. He actually squatted down and did a few hip-hop dance moves. Although it was not difficult, it was very eye-catching among a group of players with embarrassing faces and stiff limbs.

Finally, the music stopped after about 10 minutes.

The spotlight moved to the stage, illuminating the center of the stage. Dybala stood there holding his head with his big belly, with an exaggerated and dramatic smile on his face.

"Did you sleep well? My dear contestants! Tonight, we will start the first game of Nightclub 101! Are you looking forward to it? Are you nervous? Are you happy? Tell me loudly!"

None of the 11 people in the audience spoke, but Dybala put his hands next to the ears of his waist and head, pretending to listen, and then shook his head up and down in satisfaction.

"It seems that you are as happy and looking forward to this game as I am! Now I will start to announce the content of today's game!"

When the words fell, Dybala snapped his fingers, and the row of weird bunny girls came up again, but the difference from yesterday was that today they did not carry flat drums on their waists, but each of them was pushing a box , the top of the box was covered with a black cloth, so I couldn't see what was inside.

There are eleven black boxes in total, and the eleven boxes are neatly placed in a row. A row of bunny girls walked to the back of the stage. After a while, they pushed a movable ladder and walked over and placed them under the stage. .

Eleven contestants stood very close to each other at the bottom of the stage, so when a row of bunny girls came down, they could see their twisted necks and exaggerated and stiff smiles more clearly. It hasn't changed in the end.

After setting up the ladder, the bunny girl once again placed two very luxurious and exaggerated crimson chairs on the left and right sides of the stage.

At this time, Qin Yan slowly walked up from the back of the stage and sat down on a chair on one side, while Dybala sat on a chair on the other side.

The positions of the two people are on both sides of the stage, and the chairs are at a 45-degree angle. They can see both the horror box and the eleven people in the audience.

After Dibala sat down, his huge stomach bulged up. He put his head on his knees and squeezed it together with his stomach. He looked funny, but the words he said were extremely cruel.

"The first game—what's in the horror box? Everyone chooses a horror box and puts their hands in it. Everyone has three chances to guess the answer. The person who gets all three times wrong will be eliminated. If the number of people who get all three times wrong is too many If there are more, there will be additional matches until...the last person to be eliminated is compared!"

Speaking of elimination, Dybala's big mouth drool suspiciously, and he quickly wiped it clean with his hands.

"Then, my dear contestants, which one of you will be the first to touch the horror box? The little baby inside can't wait!"

Xu Qiao pulled Yi Yan to walk behind Qu Xingchen, and whispered, "Isn't it a competition of talent? Why is this kind of thing. Baby? The things inside are alive?"

Qu Xingchen shook his head, and immediately looked away after meeting Qin Yan's gaze.

Wu Wenhai has now claimed to be the leader of these eleven people, and he stepped up first: "I'll go find the way for you first!"

After the words fell, he quickly stepped up the steps, walked to the eleven horror boxes, and examined them carefully.

Xu Qiao curled her lips: "Cut, that's nice to say, isn't it because the first one has more choices?"

Yi Yan tugged at the sleeves of the words, so he stopped talking.

Qu Xingchen turned his head and looked at Yi Yan who hadn't spoken all this time. It happened that Yi Yan was also looking at him. Her eyes were very calm. Qu Xingchen intuitively felt that this was... a very extraordinary woman.

At this time, Wu Wenhai walked around the eleven horror boxes on the stage, seemingly hesitating which one to choose.

Dybala was a little impatient, "My dear contestant, if you don't vote again, I will treat you as a voluntary abstention?"

Wu Wenhai's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately walked behind the third horror box from the left, thought for a while, then moved one to the right, and stood behind the fourth horror box.

Only then did Dybala resume his exaggerated smile: "Yes, this is an obedient player."

After saying that, a bunny girl walked onto the stage, stood next to the horror box Wu Wenhai had selected, and stretched out her hand to lift off the black cloth in front of the horror box, so that Wu Wenhai couldn't see what was in the box he had chosen, but the stage The ten people below plus Dybala and Qin Yan sitting on both sides of the stage could clearly see what was in the horror box.

After seeing the contents of the horror box, the crowd let out several exclamations.

There is only one thing in the horror box selected by Wu Wenhai, but even this one thing is enough to make people frightened.

It was a huge spider with eight legs. Its body was as big as a basketball. The fluff on its claws was almost clearly visible. Countless small eyes were spread all over its head and abdomen. Its hideous mouthparts were opened. Hehe, such a huge spider, do you still want to reach in and slowly fumble and guess?

Wu Wenhai sensed the panic of other contestants in the audience. He stood behind the horror box, not knowing what was inside, and his fear would only get worse. He thought that there would be nothing too extreme in the first match... ...but judging from the reactions of others, is he still too relaxed?

Thinking of this, he began to complain about why other people were so timid. If someone stepped forward before him, he would not be the first to come up.

At this moment, he had already forgotten that it was he himself who volunteered to come forward for his ridiculous and arrogant desire to express himself.

Dibala urged again: "Dear player, what are you dawdling about? Why don't you put your little hand in? The little baby inside can't wait! Or...Compared to the little baby inside, you are more Like...to accept my punishment?"

As he said that, Dybala split his huge mouth, and the corners of the mouth on both sides were cracked all the way to the ears, revealing the jagged fangs inside.

Wu Wenhai slowly raised his hand, his whole body began to tremble slightly, his hand was hanging above the horror box, and he approached slowly bit by bit.

When he touched the edge of the entrance, he closed his eyes suddenly and wanted to reach in, but Dibala interrupted him again, causing him to withdraw his hand and take a big step back in fright.

Dibala hasn't stopped his ferocious smile yet, and looked at Qin Yan with big protruding eyes: "Oh... I forgot to say, in this competition, I will be in charge of punishment, and the new judges will be in charge of elimination."

After the words fell, everyone's eyes fell on Qin Yan. What a great power this is. He is equivalent to directly controlling the life and death of these eleven contestants.

Qin Yan sat in the large and gorgeous seat, with his legs crossed, his posture was lazy, his elbow leaned on the armrest, his slender palm rested on his cheek, his fingers spread apart, revealing his dark eyes, and he turned a blind eye to the scrutiny from the audience .

Seeing that they didn't get the slightest response from Qin Yan, the players all looked at Qu Xingchen again.

As we all know, this person is Qin Yan's boyfriend... Qin Yan will not eliminate anyone who is eliminated.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Qu Xingchen with a bit of resentment, except for Xu Qiao and Yi Yan who were standing beside Qu Xingchen.

Qu Xingchen reached out and stroked the curly hair blocking his eyes, ignoring everything around him.

The courage Wu Wenhai had finally mustered up just now was interrupted by Dybala, and at this moment he refused to put his hand in it no matter what.

Dybala sighed, "In that case, I have no choice but to..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Wenhai suddenly stretched his hand in.

I saw him quickly put his hand into the horror box, and the huge spider that had been staying quietly in the horror box suddenly moved. He crawled quickly with eight claws, avoided Wu Wenhai's hand, and lay on the side of the horror box. On the wall, several disgusting compound eyes stared at Wu Wenhai's hand, blinking rapidly.

Wu Wenhai poked his hand inside but found nothing, he was more cautious while heaving a sigh of relief.

He moved slowly, not daring to spread his fingers too far, and poked around little by little.

Facing the horror box, other players held their breaths. Wu Wenhai slowly explored the horror box with his hand, getting closer and closer to the sharp mouthparts of the giant spider.

At this moment, Wu Wenhai's little finger touched one of the giant spider's paws, and the fluffy touch made him puzzled.

Maybe the things here are not that scary, but the other players in the audience are deliberately messing with him?

He sneaked a look at the expressions of the players in the stands, and saw that they were all staring at the horror box intently, so he confirmed his guess even more.

Afterwards, his movements became bolder, his five fingers spread out, and his arms poked further in, and his five fingers touched the bottom of the horror box.

Next to his arm, the huge spider that had been silent until now finally moved, its eight claws lowered, and it pounced on it.

The sharp mouthparts pierced Wu Wenhai's arm and quickly injected the toxin, and the eight claws moved quickly, wrapping Wu Wenhai's arm in a spider's web.

Wu Wenhai felt the pain and immediately pulled out his hand. The opening of the horror box was no bigger than an adult's finger, and the giant spider's arm holding Wu Wenhai got stuck there.

In the bar without music, only Wu Wenhai's screams echoed.

Finally, in his frenzied struggle, he pulled his hand out of the horror box, and the giant spider fell to the bottom of the horror box again. Its eight claws moved, but did not move again.

The spider threads wrapped around Wu Wenhai's arms were also scraped off by the mouth of the horror box because the time was too short.

As soon as Wu Wenhai withdrew his hand, he found that there was a terrible gash in his arm, the flesh was turned out, and the wound had turned black.

What's even more frightening is that the lower layer of his arm's skin is gradually softening.

The huge pain caused him to roll on the spot, and the arm bitten by the giant spider became softer and weaker, and finally there was only a layer of skin and flesh left on the outside, and the inner bones and body tissues were covered by the huge spider The venom melted.

Wu Wenhai's screams lasted for more than ten minutes. He didn't stop struggling until his arm no longer melted, and he lay half dead on the ground, covered in sweat.

Dybala seemed to have admired his miserable appearance enough, and said with a smile: "Have you figured out what it is? I will give you ten seconds to tell the answer."

Wu Wenhai lay on the ground and twitched all over, with tears running down his face, it took him a long time to tremble and say, "A bug with hair?"

When Dybala was silent, Qin Yan suddenly said, "Wrong, you still have two more chances."

Wu Wenhai slowly got up, staring at his limp half arm, his pupils were a little dilated: "It's not a bug, what else... so many legs... Centipede! Centipede!"

Qin Yan's posture remained unchanged, and he was still sitting leisurely on the chair. For a moment, it seemed that he was the same as that terrifying Dybala, not a player, but more like a master of the world.

Indeed, at this moment, Qin Yan is the master.

"Wrong, last chance, continue to answer or... re-explore the horror box?"

Wu Wenhai was stunned for a long time, then suddenly roared and cursed at Qin Yan: "You are also a human being! How could you help those monsters to harm human beings! Qin Yan, you are not human! You are a beast! You must die—"

Qin Yan didn't change his face, and only waited for Wu Wenhai to finish cursing before repeating: "Answer, explore, or just eliminate?"

Wu Wenhai had no other choice. Instead of being eliminated and directly sent to death, he could only choose: "Continue to explore..."

The other players in the audience watched as he stood up tremblingly and walked slowly towards the horror box.

The torture has just begun.