When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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14

Qian Ling's mouth is faster than his brain, and he didn't realize what would happen if Bai Jing confessed his thoughts.

Is it a violation of the rules to seek help from an NPC?

【Not count】

In fact, what Qianling doesn't know is that in the dungeon of Fear Tour, all kinds of NPCs are quite terrifying existences.

They are indifferent, cruel and unreasonable, and have a force value that is not inferior to the boss.

Seeking the help of npc will only die faster.

But Bai Jing, one of the cold, cruel and unkind NPCs in the mouth of System 663, is holding Qian Ling's hand at this moment.

He lowered his brows and eyes, and was willing to bend his knees and back in front of him in a prostrate posture, only willing to please the only little prince in front of him.

The delicate touch extended along the back of the hand, hot but extremely soft, and the kiss on the inside of the elbow caused a burst of numbness.

Qianling looked at him uncomfortably.

Because, he hasn't had time to wash his hands.

"I will help you fulfill your wish and let you go out from here."

Qian Ling's little thoughts were quickly distracted by Bai Jing's words.

"really?"

If he relied on himself, he probably wouldn't be able to get out for the rest of his life.

Qian Ling thought very self-aware in her heart.

"real."

"Great, thank you!"

Qian Ling hugged Bai Jing excitedly.

If it was Bai Jing, he is so smart, he will definitely find a way soon!

--Ding!Toolman is online!

——To be honest, it’s the first time I’ve seen an NPC so talkative in a dungeon. Sometimes when I entered my wife’s live broadcast room, I thought I went to the wrong Otome game next door.

——Don't ask, the question is that the beauty of Baoling Lingjiang makes the dog man dazzled.

——No way, am I the only one who cares about the truth about the fire?

——Yes, isn't my wife's beauty enough to lick the screen?I don't care what happens~ Tie Tie Baby

But whatever.

Bai Jing is willing to help him, which is much better than Qian Ling who is at a loss and doesn't know what to do by himself.

Happy Qianling cooked two bowls of rice for lunch.

After returning from dinner, Qian Ling rolled up the quilt into a ball, and it turned out to be a white and fat caterpillar.

If it wasn't for Bai Jing who stopped him in time.

Qian Ling opened his eyes in a daze, he looked extremely sleepy, as if Bai Jing was a second late, he could fall asleep.

"I'll take advantage of my nap time to see how the nurses perform their shifts and patrols."

Qianling blinked her eyes, as if she didn't understand.

Bai Jing could only continue to explain:

"Don't you want to go out? Knowing the movements of these people is the most basic principle, right?"

I heard the word go out.

Qian Ling's beautiful eyes lit up immediately, as if she was half a beat behind, and finally reacted.

"Uh-huh!"

Bai Jing was helpless and funny.

If she didn't have her own help, Qian Ling would probably be caught at the door of this ward.

"Then what am I going to do?"

Although he doesn't know it himself, what can he do to help?

After all, he doesn't know anything.

Oh, almost forgot.

Qian Ling gently grabbed Bai Jing's sleeve, her soft and well-behaved hair was a little messed up on the pillow, and when she got close, she smelled of fragrant bath liquid.

Bai Jing was taken aback by the fragrance.

His eyes followed this overly delicate little milk bag unconsciously, and he heard his soft voice.

"The matter of going out is a secret between the two of us."

After Qianling finished speaking, she smiled shyly. Under her plump and bright red lips were neat and cute little white teeth, and a shallow whirlpool sunk down on her soft cheeks.

Bai Jing's fingers itch.

His breathing was also a little heavier than before. He stretched out his hand to pinch Qian Ling's soft cheek, and deliberately withdrew a little bit of strength in his hand.

"A secret that only you and I know."

Qian Ling blinked obediently, "Hmm."

—Shhh, everyone here, keep quiet.

——I have every reason to suspect that my wife is deliberately catching the dog's appetite.

——Baby definitely has a hidden fishing attribute, I'm sure, Bai Gougou's heart will thump when he hears this

——Fishing department squeamish wife?I love it!

After Bai Jing left, Qian Ling yawned, Tuan Ba ​​Tuan Ba ​​only showed half of her face outside the bed.

After a while, the sound of even breathing came.

Qian Ling closed his eyes, his slender eyelashes cast an inch of cute shadow under his eyelids, and his slightly long hair almost completely covered his ears.

It looks cute, harmless and easy to tame.

System 663 also served several other players before Qianling.

Compared with Qianling.

The physiques of those players are stronger, and their careers range from boxing champions to university professors.

It can be said that no matter from which aspect, Qian Ling is the player with the worst basic conditions he has ever brought.

Oh, absolutely.

It forgot that Qian Ling had an extremely beautiful face.

Those players with good overall qualities didn't take it seriously at the beginning of the dungeon when they were full of self-confidence.

As a result, most of them didn't even survive the second day, and were dealt with by the boss hiding in the dark or np+c, one by one, one by one.

The few players who survived by chance were trembling and frightened, and they were also emaciated visible to the naked eye.

Customs clearance is all based on thick blood bars and good luck.

And in front of him is Qian Ling, who was originally considered by the system 663 to be the weakest player.

His blood was rosy, and he slept very sweetly in bed, like a white and tender pig.

At this time.

There was a creaking sound from the door, and the sound of shoe soles stepping on the ground gradually approached.

There was a layer of gray shadow on Qian Ling's sleeping cheeks.

And Qian Ling didn't notice all of this.

With crazy and intoxicated eyes, that figure almost put his whole face on Qian Ling's.

He narrowed his eyes.

Rolling up a strand of soft and fragrant hair with her fingers intoxicatedly, putting it under the tip of her nose and sniffing carefully, she kept calling Qian Ling's name in her mouth.

"I love you, how can you underestimate my love so much, Qianling...you love me too, don't you?"

Sleeping Qian Ling frowned, rolled the quilt and turned around.

Changed from lying flat to lying on the side.

The entire beautiful face is facing outwards, with slightly parted lips, exposing the eyes of those with ulterior motives.

"So nice."

The man picked up the small leather shoes that Qian Ling had dropped by the bed.

Since he came out of the old house, there was a little dust on the originally clean and shiny leather shoes.

The heel of the shoe is about 4 cm.

Those bony hands grasped the entire small leather shoe, and when the fingers were pressed hard, intertwined blue veins would protrude.

……

After a long time.

The expression on the man's face gradually became happy and satisfied.

He knelt down, put the small leather shoes on his chest like a sacred object, and traced Qian Ling's facial features with greedy eyes.

But what a pity.

The time is almost here.

—

Qian Ling was woken up by the system's constant urging. He reluctantly opened his eyes and rubbed his brows.

No sound.

Looks like I'm going to fall back to sleep again.

[How can you sleep so much? 】

The system's voice didn't fluctuate, but Qian Ling could still hear its helplessness.

Qian Ling rubbed against the soft and fragrant quilt, raised her long sleeves, and muttered softly:

"Then I'm a patient."

【…】

Qian Ling lay on the bed for a while, and glanced at the bullet chatting all over the screen.

The barrage refreshes very quickly.

He caught a word with the most occurrences.

shoe.

"What shoes, what happened to my shoes?"

Qian Ling poked his head out.

At a glance, I saw the fingerprints left on the shoe.

Bai Jing hadn't come back yet, he was the only one left in the ward.

during his sleep.

There was a third person.

Qian Ling's original drowsiness has subsided, and he has captured some useful information from the barrage.

The man held his shoes and looked at his face. While he was sleeping, a man whispered his name and acted beyond the rules.

"It's him... right?"

The spy who played pranks on his bed board on the first day and wrote notes to scare him deliberately.

【Um. 】

Qian Ling's face turned pale.