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

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The iron door opened in front of him with a rattling sound. This was the fourth door of Qian Lingguo.

The rumored Area A is just around the corner.

There were a few new patients with him, but they were all much higher than Qian Ling. He stood at the end of the line and followed the line.

"Bang bang bang."

"Rookie, did you pee your pants in fear hahahaha?"

The iron nets on both sides made noise when they were knocked into place. The patients who were standing in Area A whistled, mixed in with the strange laughter.

Qianling bit her lower lip and shrugged her shoulders.

He shrank like this, but those irritable patients still stared at the white and tender lamb on the tail of the team.

He slapped the iron net viciously, "Are you a little sister? With such a red mouth, would you call me brother?"

"What are you hiding, baby."

Are these people sick or hooligans?

Qian Ling was thinking wildly, not noticing that the team stopped suddenly and bumped into the person in front.

Well.

The tip of the nose hit the solid back, and Qianling took two steps back. Because of the collision, the delicate tip of the nose turned red like white jade powder, and it was so painful that Qianling burst into tears.

The laughter outside the iron fence suddenly stopped.

All eyes were on that pretty face, a group of hooligans who had never seen a beauty, mixed with the sound of swallowing saliva one after another.

"Fuck, it turns red when you hit it, is it so delicate?"

Qianling rubbed her nose.

The man standing on Qianling's face turned around. He looked handsome and cold, with clear muscle lines that couldn't be concealed by loose hospital clothes.

The gloomy and cold face under the black hair, obviously without any expression, glanced at him shallowly.

Qian Ling quickly apologized: "I'm sorry."

The man stared at him for a few seconds, hummed in a low voice, his dark eyes deepened a little in places Qian Ling didn't notice.

After passing through the passage made of iron nets, Qian Ling followed the team into the final inspection room, and distributed daily necessities to them after confirming that there were no dangerous items on them.

After a lot of tossing, she finally came to the ward. Qian Ling was so tired that she just wanted to lie on the bed.

【Don't touch it. 】

Qianling's sitting down was stopped, and the electronic sound he had heard before appeared in his mind.

[There is something dirty on the bed. 】

Following the reminder of this voice, Qian Ling noticed that there seemed to be something stuck on the bed. He squatted down to observe, and there was a puddle of liquid reflecting the light.

what is this?

[Some kind of bodily fluid. 】

body fluid.

Did someone spit on his bed?

Qian Ling looked shocked, but he frowned and looked carefully, didn't it seem like saliva?

What would that be?

The system said two words.

Qian Ling's face turned pale in an instant, and he took a few steps back. He had been studying that dirty thing for so long just now.

"How did you tell me?"

[... I gave a reminder. 】

What kind of hint is that.

Even if she didn't react, Qian Ling would never admit that it was because of her dullness, and after hearing the prompt from System 663, no one would think in that incredible direction.

[Next time I will be straightforward. 】

what.

Is the attitude of this system not bad?

Qian Ling blinked.

If it's a system, can you find a way to clean the bed for me?

【Can. 】

System 663 did not wipe it, but directly replaced the bed board and helped make the bed.

Qian Ling completely forgot about being frightened just now, threw herself on the bed, buried her in the pillow, and rubbed her cheek.

It's great, with the system accompanying him, it's like suddenly opening a cheat, staying in the horror dungeon, he doesn't seem so scared anymore!

Half of Qianling's body was exposed outside the quilt, and the small black leather shoe on her left foot fell to the side of the bed, revealing her white calf socks.

The calf hooked casually, the feet wrapped in white calf socks are slender and small, the soft flesh on the edge of the socks is slightly reddened, turning out a short section of beautiful lines.

Under Qianling's unguarded roll, the sick suit that was already in danger ran up a section, a combination of innocence and fatal temptation, no one can resist.

Seeing that someone was already speaking royally on the bullet screen full of screens, and the system 663 banned the excessive speech, he couldn't help but remind Qian Ling.

[The privacy protection in the live broadcast room is only automatically turned on when the judgment conditions are met. If you don’t want to be watched, it’s better to obediently put your legs together. 】

"Huh? Live broadcast?"

After Qianling entered the game, she was too nervous along the way. She lay down on the bed and relaxed, only to notice the colorful barrage in her mind.

——Baby finally found it!

——Paste the baby's little face, and pinch the baby's soft flesh.

——Foot control ecstasy Haas Haas!

——White socks leather shoes, bend everything!

——By the way, the [beep——] just now could not be left by some red-sweaty patient, the baby is tender and clumsy, and will definitely be bullied by the group and cry out.Mommy's distressed tears were about to flow from the corners of her mouth.

--rough.I didn't see the last sentence, I almost believed it.

——The baby looks so small, is Goubi Fearless a minor? Is it eighteen yet?

Qianling read it, but didn't understand everything.

He just felt that the words should be teasing him, and Bai Shengsheng's cheeks felt a little hot for no reason, and he rubbed against the pillow embarrassingly.

These people...why do they call him baby.

Qian Ling could only choose the last understandable answer, "19, not a minor."

【someone is coming. 】

The sound of the system just fell, and the room was instantly dark.

Most of the light at the door of the ward was blocked, and a tall and straight figure stood at the door.

Qian Ling's eyes lit up.

It was the man he bumped into at the door!

The man walked in straight, walked to the hospital bed next to Qianling and stopped, with a cold expression on his face from the beginning to the end.

He skillfully started to make the bed, pursed his thin lips, and the tight muscles on his arms bulged slightly following the movement of waving the sheets.

Qian Ling stared at it for a while, then suddenly jumped up, ran to hold his hand.

"Wait a minute, there may be something dirty on the bed."

The man's eyes darkened slightly.

The boy in front of him was only wearing a small black leather shoe with a heel, and the other small foot was covered with a clean white sock, stepping on the cold tile surface.

The white calf socks were pulled into several folds due to the movement of squatting. The boy frowned and carefully observed his bed.

The man said hoarsely, "What dirty thing?"

Qianling's eyelids trembled, her fair cheeks began to turn red, and the ends of her eyes were faintly stained with a pitiful and embarrassing pink.

"It's [beep——]"

"Someone pranked something like that on my bed."

The man was stunned for a moment, and his ears were itchy as he spoke something imaginative in a soft and innocent voice from this beautiful mouth.

"How do you know it's that kind of thing, maybe it's shampoo or something. Did you make a mistake?"

Because the system told him.

The other party is an NPC (non-player-controlled character) in the dungeon, and Qian Ling couldn't answer this way, so he could only stumble and lower his eyes, "Yes, it smells, and the shampoo is not like that..."

"Because it's the same as when you made it yourself?"

Qian Ling looked at him in shock.

With a cold voice and a cold look, the man said the exact opposite.

Realizing that the question he asked was too much, the man coughed and said coldly: "They are all men, everyone would do this kind of thing."

His tone was too straightforward, it seemed that talking about these things was a very normal thing among boys.

Qian Ling, a 19-year-old boy who has no experience in this area and has a good face, doesn't want to be found out by the other party, so he can only pretend to be a very old driver and say, "Of course I will."