Dog rolls affect my wall climbing speed

As a contemporary Internet surfer, how could Qiancheng Xuehui, who is well versed in Internet terms, not know the meaning of stickers.

Although the degree of sticking can be deep or shallow, intimate contact is always indispensable. If time goes back a little bit like before, not too much sticking is nothing to do, but now I always feel that the nature is different.

Qiancheng Xue'e subconsciously turned her head to look at the dog curly spine next to her, just in time for him to look at her eyes.

Naturally, the young man saw the words on the red banner. He was a little dazed at first, but soon returned to his usual state.

Even though the light here was dim, he could still see the cheeks of the girl in front of him that seemed to be burning.

Qiancheng Xuehui quickly looked away: "I, should we find other ways to get out first?"

She's a little cautious about this kind of...

After all, he just ran away from home because of things like stickers.

Gou Juanji felt a little regretful, but he still agreed with Qiancheng Xue'e's suggestion.

The teenager grew up with her, knowing that if he pressed on every step, she would only run faster.

However, concerned that his throat was still dry, Goujuanji didn't speak, but nodded slightly in agreement.

Qiancheng Xue'e looked up at the fiery red banner again, and felt that there was something wrong with her subconscious mind, otherwise how could she use the absorbed spell power to transform into this kind of thing.

Could it be that he is actually wanting to refuse but still welcoming, indulge in lust...

Qiancheng Xue'e quickly shook her head, shaking out the thoughts that filled her head.

But obviously, there was no other way out of this room, Qiancheng Xue'e almost turned the room upside down, and there was nothing.

It's just a normal, sleeping place, nothing special.

Qiancheng Xue'e returned to the original starting point. She stood at the bottom of the stairs and stared at the red banner for a few minutes, then ran up the stairs under the slightly suspicious eyes of the dog.

Under that premise, even if she really wanted to post a post, how could she have the nerve to speak up! ! !

When Qiancheng Xue'e raised and lowered his hands on the doorknob, trying to unscrew the handle in another way, the dog curly spine standing at the bottom of the stairs suddenly opened his mouth.

"Salmon."

Qiancheng Xue'e turned to look at him.

Goujuanji raised his chin upwards, Qiancheng Xue'e took a step back and raised his head.

The red banner actually changed some words: [It’s said to be posted! ]

Qiancheng Xuehui: ...Since you are using a banner, don't do this kind of operation that can only be done on an electronic screen! !

No matter how much she growled in her heart, it was useless. Qiancheng Xuee turned her head and looked at Gou Juanji, wondering if it was her illusion, but she always felt that the latter looked a little lonely.

Qiancheng Xuehui: ...you can't let Gou Juanji feel that you despise him, right?

Qiancheng Yuue looked at the doorknob in her hand, and then at the banner on it.

After finally adjusting her mentality, she walked down a few steps to the dog curly spine, stood one step higher than him and asked, "That...can't be stuck here forever, why don't we...try it?"

The sound is so small that it is almost inaudible.

Gou Juanji pursed his lips and blinked his eyes, he gave a soft "um", suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, and put his arms around her waist.

Senjo Yuki reflexively grabbed his uniform.

The corner of the well-fitting black uniform was rumpled by her scratch, and Curlythorn noticed a light, almost inaudible "click" from the door.

The boy was slightly taken aback, he looked at Qiancheng Xuehui, the girl in his arms was obviously too nervous because of too much physical contact, so he didn't notice any abnormalities.

Qiancheng Yukie leaned forward instinctively, with the dog curly spine in front, the dog curly spine on the back waist, and trembling when speaking, every action declared the nervousness of the owner of this body: "I ,How to do?"

Sensing her nervousness, Goujuji moved a little away, thinking it was a little funny, and was about to say "the door has opened", Qiancheng Xue'e closed her eyes and moved forward to touch the corner of his lips.

Dog Curly Thorn: "..."

The boy tilted his head and corrected her crooked track.

This kiss was more intense than at home, and the dog's thorn-rolling technique seemed to have been greatly improved in a short period of time. Qiancheng Yuue felt that the oxygen in her mouth was being deprived bit by bit, and she soon gasped Out of breath.

How is he so proficient?Qiancheng Xuehui thought, can this kind of thing be learned without a teacher?

In order to vent his dissatisfaction with her distraction, the dog curly thorn gave her a light bite.

Qiancheng Xue'e blinked hurriedly, and the hand that Gou Juanji pressed on the back of her neck tightened a little, and the overly lingering kiss made Qiancheng Xue'e almost unsteady.

In the room without a clock, this "excessive" kiss lasted for an unknown amount of time, and when Qiancheng Xue'e felt that she was really about to fail, Gou Juji let go.

He still maintains the hugging posture, feeling a little lazy.

Qiancheng Xue'e's tone was erratic, trying to find a topic: "Throat, are you okay?"

Gou Juanji seemed to chuckle lightly, his chin resting on Qiancheng Xue'e's shoulder, his voice was still small: "Well, thanks to you."

He meant something, and thought of Qiancheng Xue'e from the kiss just now:! !

The boy noticed her mood swings, and he rubbed Qiancheng Xue'e's neck like a baby.

At such an intimate distance, Gou Juanji could hear Qiancheng Xue'e's extremely fast heartbeat and breathing.

Reassuring him.

"..." Qiancheng Xuehui finally adjusted her breathing and heartbeat, "Well, the door should open?"

If it can't be opened anymore, something that is not allowed to be described will happen! !

Gou Juanji let go of his hand, watched Qiancheng Xue'e run up and unscrew the door of the room, turned around and took the locked diary that she put aside when she was searching the room.

His breathing had only just calmed down.

Qiancheng Xuehui stood at the door and waited for him. The girl deliberately put the matter behind her for the time being. She put her hands behind her back and stood on tiptoe.

When in a daze or thinking, Qiancheng Yukie would make such small movements.

Gou Juanji walked to Qiancheng Xue'e, and the girl stared at the room in front of her, until Gou Juanji poked the corner of the diary in her hand on her waist, and Qiancheng Xue'e came back to her senses.

"spine…"

Halfway through calling his name, Qiancheng Xue'e met his slightly smiling gaze, and the steaming heat and entangled kiss were replayed in her mind, making her heart beat faster.

In an unfamiliar environment, Goujuanji just gave her the notebook in his hand, and did not continue to let Qiancheng Xue'e fall into a state of insufficient oxygen supply to the brain.

This was the floor she woke up on, the only one of the four rooms that was still locked.

Compared with rooms No. [-] and No. [-], this place has been transformed into a laboratory. The empty equipment is placed on the table, and the stacked documents are partly messy and partly neat. But other than that, there is no trace of life here. .

Qiancheng Xue'e was worried when she saw so many small things.

She held the book that the dog Juanzhi handed her and fell into deep thought: "According to the experience of escape from the secret room, this code book is an important clue at first glance."

She thought of the two small figures placed with the diary in the belly of the table.

"I always feel...it looks like a couple."

The dog curly thorn raised his hand and patted her head lightly.

Qiancheng Xuehui received this comforting signal, she blinked but did not avoid it.

The young man walked forward one step at a time. With the experience of falling last time, he walked very carefully this time, letting Qiancheng Xue'e follow him the whole time.

His eyes swept over the test bench, over the empty test tubes and beakers, and finally settled on the messy pile of documents.

The writing on it was deliberately erased with a black marker, and only the date and the last name of the experimenter can be seen.

Qiancheng Xue'e leaned over to take a look: "Miyamura...?"

Curly the dog opened the experiment: "Salmon."

There was no one with this surname among the two of them who knew each other. Yukie Qiancheng lost interest. She sat on the chair next to her, trying to try the passwords one by one.

The dog Curly Thorn quietly flipped through the experimental paper.

In this slightly weird civilian housing that has been transformed into a laboratory, the only silence is the sound of paper flipping and combination lock turning.

The advantage of the combination lock is that it has no upper limit of attempts, Qiancheng Xuehui is a little wandering.

She quietly looked at the boy's profile.

The appearance of the dog curly spine is not amazing, but it is very comfortable. In fact, Qiancheng Yuue has liked to look at him since he was a child, but now his gaze is a little more over the limit.

When she was staring blankly at the side face with a sharp jaw line, the dog curly spine seemed to notice something, and the boy turned his head to meet her gaze.

Qiancheng Xue'e hurriedly moved away, she lowered her head and dialed the combination lock, but found that she had forgotten which number she had tried just now.

Gou Juanji blinked his eyes, he had simply finished flipping through the documents on the desktop, and reached out his hand to Qiancheng Xuehui.

The latter reflected for a while, then handed him the diary in his hand blankly.

so cute.The dog Curly Thorn thought.

The boy's slender knuckles fluctuated a few times on the lock, and the four numbers reached the correct positions one by one. With a light hook from the dog curl spine, the lock fell off with a sound.

Qiancheng Xue'e's eyes lit up: "Wow!"

The dog curly spine just finished handling the lock, and he handed the notebook to her again.

Qiancheng Xue'e was already curious about this code book, she opened the book and began to read the text inside.

Perhaps because of the long time, some of the handwriting in the notebook was blurred, making it difficult for Qiancheng Xue'e to read.

As expected, this is a diary.

The font of women is very beautiful, and the characters are like the characters. It feels that its owner is a serious and hardworking little girl.

The diary reads:

[November xx, 20xx: It needs to be used for conversion. Seniors and seniors' lovers have already started in-depth research, and I hope they can succeed. ]

[Gale in November 20xx: Very cute, I never thought that such power exists in the world, I hope I can grow up healthy. ]

[December Yin, 20xx: My family wrote a letter, wanting me to send back the money I earned after work... They were dreaming. ]

[Sunny day in March 20xx: I met that gentleman... If only I could—— (a shy smiley face is drawn here)]

Basically, it is to record the mood, and the more frequent ones are the seniors, the progress report on the unknown experiment, and the love and longing for the unknown gentleman.

Qiancheng Yuue carefully observed the handwriting, and seemed to see words such as magician.

That gentleman is a conjurer?

But there was no answer in the diary, and a large piece in the middle was smeared out. Qiancheng Xue'e flipped back, trying to get more clues.

The dog Curly Thorn was sitting on the chair next to him, he was not interested in the open notebook, he propped his cheek and looked at her side face.

Qiancheng Xue'e stopped turning the pages of the book.

[20xx: He was seriously injured, unable to be treated, and the degree of erosion was the highest level, and the seniors said that it was hopeless. …………Why? ]

On the countdown page of the diary, the distorted font vented the host's hatred, and the black writing deeply penetrated into the white paper: [I want to make —— disappear completely. ]

Qiancheng Xue'e suddenly had a bad premonition, and she quickly turned a few pages backwards.

The owner of the diary seems to have fallen into a state of extreme madness. The fonts behind are all indistinguishable chaos. Various experimental data that Qiancheng Xuehui can't understand are mixed with ink stains blurred by time, which makes reading more difficult. few.

She continued to read, and soon turned to the last page.

On the last page was the same time as the calendar, with a single sentence.

The owner of the diary wrote: [I succeeded. 】

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