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

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23

Qianling slept deeply this time.

It was already dawn when he woke up again, and he rubbed his eyes under the quilt, with a sleepy look of being awake but not fully awake.

Suddenly, he stopped rubbing his eyes.

it's wired……

It seems to have a strange smell.

Qian Ling put her hand under the tip of her nose, and there was a very subtle fragrance, faint, like the fragrance of roses.

He frowned.

But whether it's shower gel, shampoo, laundry detergent, or all smelly daily necessities, he doesn't remember smelling this fragrance.

"Shallow Spirit."

A cold voice stopped him, and Bai Jing sat on the bed opposite him.

"Slept pretty well."

Qian Ling nodded guiltily, wrapped herself in the quilt and sat up slowly, with her legs crossed, her slender eyelashes drooping.

"Sorry, I'm really sleepy. I told myself not to sleep, but I still fell asleep for some reason."

"Sleep as soon as you sleep, but remember to cover the quilt better next time you sleep, or you will catch a cold easily."

After saying this, Bai Jing walked towards the toilet.

Qianling frowned.

He sleeps very well, never kicks the quilt, and what he likes to do most is curl up, rolling himself into a small caterpillar, leaving only half of his face outside the quilt.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind.

system.

Did someone come here last night?

Qianling's heart beat a little faster.

【Um. 】

The system only said this one word, but it made Qian Ling's blood seem to freeze.

He slept so deeply that he had no memory of what happened last night.

— “All perversions are escalated.”

- "What do you think he will do to you next time?"

What Bai Jing said once seemed to be the only voice lingering in his mind.

Qian Ling was groggy.

He didn't know if he didn't wake up or was frightened, he bent down, grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands, and slowly leaned out to look at the bottom of the bed.

The bed was clean and spotless.

Qianling breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the sequelae of watching too many horror movies. How could someone hide in such a place?

The relaxed Qian Ling was no longer listless.

He jumped out of bed and folded the quilt neatly, humming a little tune, as if this matter had been forgotten by him, thinking about what to eat for breakfast today.

I don't know how to reflect, and I don't know how to summarize.

With this good attitude, human beings should be able to live until the earth is destroyed.

——I really don't know whether I should tell him, the man slept under his bed all night, and only swaggered out at dawn.

——Obviously found out, why is it so easy to fool?

——But this guy is really going too far, this time he even dared to touch Baby's hand.

Because the audience on the barrage often teased him, Qian Ling, who has always been thin-skinned, rarely observed the barrage, and naturally did not notice these conversations.

After washing up, Qian Ling was only thinking about what to eat.

After getting breakfast, he sat down, and Bai Jing sat next to him with a plate.

He very naturally put the hot, soft pumpkin buns in Qian Ling's bowl, and brought over the preserved egg porridge that Qian Ling didn't like.

"Eat."

Then Duan Xingyi, who came in with a group of people, took a glance at Qian Ling who was sitting next to Bai Jing, who was smiling so much that flowers were blooming on his head.

He stopped and clicked his tongue.

"Master Duan, are you going to teach Bai Jing a lesson?"

Duan Xingyi raised his hand to stop the people behind him, took the plate, and walked across to the two of them.

boom--

Duan Xingyi threw the dinner plate on the table opposite Bai Jing.

The dinner plate collided with the table, making a harsh sound.

Everyone's breathing was stagnant, but no one dared to talk too much for fear of getting angry.

"Cough cough cough..."

Qian Ling, who was concentrating on eating, was taken aback. The wet pastry stuck in his throat, and he arched his body and coughed violently.

His cheeks and eye sockets instantly turned red.

Duan Xingyi, who had a bad face, changed his expression instantly. He picked up the cup without hesitation and handed it to Qianling.

It's a pity that it was a step late.

Qian Ling had already taken the water glass from Bai Jing's hand, and was sipping it, her eyelashes were filled with physiological tears from a violent cough.

Bai Jing was patting Qian Ling's back, and said softly, "Are you okay? Drink some more water."

And Duan Xingyi's hand hanging in mid-air slowly tightened, he gritted his molars and looked at the two intimate people in front of him, as if the breath in his chest was drained.

"Qianling, come here."

Qianling held the cup, pursed her mouth reluctantly, and stood up slowly.

Bai Jing pressed his hand, "Don't go."

Qian Ling sat back on the chair obediently, and leaned her body towards Bai Jing's direction, her eyes were drooping with tears, looking extremely pitiful.

Duan Xingyi narrowed his eyes.

"Qianling, I'll give you five seconds, come here."

"Can't you see? He doesn't like you at all, Duan Xingyi, you are humble enough, what else can you do but force him?"

"How are you better than me?"

Duan Xingyi snorted softly, "Why is Qianling willing to talk to you? Don't you know? If it's not that you are worth using—"

"It's all right, don't argue."

Qian Ling's voice was not loud, and it was a little hoarse when he listened carefully, but it made the two of them stop arguing at the same time.

Qian Ling stood up.

"I'm going."

Qian Ling walked a few steps, and Duan Xingyi and Bai Jing followed, "Don't follow me, is that okay?"

Qian Ling wandered aimlessly on the lawn in the free zone.

In fact, he wasn't full at all, and Qian Ling, who was startled, kicked the stone beside his feet aggrievedly.

He stroked the strong iron net with his fingers.

How can I get out of here...

"What are you doing here alone?"

……

After Qianling left, Duan Xingyi pressed Bai Jing's collar and threw him on the table.

Everything on the table fell to the floor.

"I can't move you in front of him, but don't think that you can make an inch of it."

Duan Xingyi's arm was as strong as a pliers, firmly clasped Bai Jing's neck, and locked his upper body on the table.

"Understand?"

Bai Jing uttered a snort from her throat, and then burst out laughing, the laughter was weird and distorted.

"I won't let him go, absolutely not, Duan Xingyi, I have what he wants in me. Only I can help him."

Duan Xingyi's fist hit him directly in the face.

Hard and accurate.

He knocked Bai Jing down to the ground, his sleeves, neckline and cheeks were covered in blood.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

The corner of the mouth still maintains an upward angle, full of contempt.

"Keep beating, if you can't beat me to death today, I will continue to stay by his side, I will kiss him, kiss him, and make him like it a little bit—"

Duan Xingyi strangled him by the throat, his eyes were violent, and he gritted his teeth every word.

"You messed with me."

[The author has something to say: Love rivals are extremely jealous when they meet each other, and they are silly. 】