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

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The first time Lu Xiao saw the news on TV, his heart shrank, and he took the earliest flight back directly.

His face was so gloomy that no one dared to speak to him.

After getting off the plane, he went straight to Qian Ling's funeral.

The prolonged lack of sleep made him look even more gloomy.

Pale libation flowers are placed in the corridors on both sides.

Lu Xiao approached the dark coffin step by step, clenched his fists tightly, he didn't believe that something really happened to Qian Ling.

He is the best player, how could he—

Seeing that beautiful face from a distance, her eyes are closed and pale, and she looks like she is asleep.

Lu Xiao's body swayed.

Suddenly a pure white figure passed through and stopped on the black coffin, adding a bit of weirdness.

"Ow."

The spirit beast flicked its tail and sat upright, its squinted narrow round eyes seemed to be laughing at Lu Xiao's embarrassment.

Lu Xiao was startled.

If something happened to Qianling, why would the spirit beast still exist in this dungeon?

The spirit beast suddenly jumped down and into the coffin containing the corpse.

Lu Xiao hurriedly wanted to catch it.

He leaned over, and half of his body got into the coffin before he grabbed the troublesome spirit beast in his arms.

At this time, Lu Xiao began to carefully look at the people in the coffin.

He knew right away that something was wrong.

The illusion covering the surface peeled off, revealing the real face.

It was An Qing who died, what about Qian Ling?

The people who did all of this put so much effort in order to create the phenomenon of Qianling's death.

Even he was almost cheated.

Lu Xiao clenched his fists tightly, touched the smooth fur of the spirit beast in his arms, "Take me to find your master."

He can't wait to see Qian Ling, and at the same time, he will punish the bastard who did all this.

The spirit beast leaped down from his arms, sniffing the ground like a dog, shaking its ears, and beckoned Lu Xiao to follow.

The skyscraper is like a giant monster standing under the night sky.

There is an invisible Yin Qi in the air.

Qian Ling was gently put back on the bed by Shao Cheng, but the chain on her ankle was not locked.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll run away?" Qian Ling asked.

Shao Cheng said: "You can try."

Try and die.

Qianling is not that stupid yet, even if he wants to run, he has to pick a suitable time.

Shao Cheng pretended not to see the little Jiujiu in his heart, and took out a large white shirt from the closet next to him.

"It's getting late, wash up and get ready for bed."

Qian Ling looked at the familiar shirt and shook her head, "I don't want to wear your clothes, I want pajamas."

Shao Cheng said: "You can choose to wear this one, or wear nothing at all."

Qian Ling's cheeks flushed instantly, and when he saw that sharp and handsome face, he felt a little embarrassed and self-defeating. He snatched the obviously baggy shirt from him and walked into the bathroom.

Not far away was the sound of water pattering, not hitting the ground, but hitting Shao Cheng's heart. The calmness on his face was gradually replaced by morbid obsession, and he looked in the direction of the bathroom without blinking.

Although the halfway was different from what he expected, but he didn't regret the painstaking efforts to make Qianling his own.

Shao Cheng took out another shirt of the same style from the closet, rubbed and flattened it repeatedly in his hand.

He lowered his head and smelled the almost disappearing aroma, repeatedly, tirelessly.

Qian Ling, who was washing in the bathroom, looked up in the mirror and realized that her face had returned to its original appearance at some point.

Water dripped down his broken hair.

Even if everything returns to normal, he can't forgive Shao Cheng for what he did.

Qian Ling repeatedly told himself that he must be calm and not turn his back on him. Only by lowering his vigilance can he escape better.

He wiped off the water droplets on his body, took the white shirt, and slowly buttoned the buttons one by one.

Qianling opened the bathroom door.

Sometimes it's so magical, when you don't know anything, you can get along face to face.But once I know the truth, I feel awkward no matter what.

He was barefoot, stepping on the ground covered with blankets.

The round toes are pink from the heat, and the joints of the ankles and knees are more obvious. Only half of the fingers are exposed, covered by the overly long sleeves.

Shao Cheng's Adam's apple rolled.

This attire really suits him.

The material of the shirt is soft and gentle, even if you wear it next to your body and sleep, you won't feel uncomfortable.

After wearing it like this every day, every piece of his clothes will be stained with the smell of the other party. When he thinks that it can really be realized, Shao Cheng's breathing is a bit heavy.

Horror viewers:

——My wife's cute sleeves are so cute.

——I still want to wear it like this every day, Shaogou is a real dog.

——Lu Xiao is on the way.

——dbq If I have the ability, I also want to hide my wife. Who can resist such a temptation?

……

"I'm done washing, do you want to lock me up again?" Qian Ling whispered.

If possible, Shao Cheng really wants to lock up Qian Ling forever, only he can covet this beauty, but he doesn't want to give up, he doesn't want to see Qian Ling's sad expression.

Shao Cheng said: "If you don't run away, I won't lock you up again."

As he spoke, he took off the chain at the end of the bed and put it together with the key in the cabinet next to the bed.

Seeing his movements, Qian Ling felt relieved, and his expression was not so tense. He walked over slowly and sat by the bed, still keeping some distance from Shao Cheng.

Shao Cheng smelled the smell on his body, it was the body wash he personally selected, the smell of peaches, sweet but not greasy, fruity and sweet mixed together.

"I won't run."

As Qian Ling spoke, she raised her legs, and the cloth covering her thighs was rolled up, revealing more white skin.

The red marks on the slender ankles were worn out by the metal chains, which became more obvious after taking a hot bath. His skin seemed so fragile that it would leave marks if it was touched casually.

Qianling's beautiful eyes were somewhat hopeful, and she frowned slightly, "Can you help me apply the medicine%3F"

Shao Cheng's eyes darkened a bit, his Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, and he hummed muffledly.

He turned to get the medical kit.

Qian Ling sat on the edge of the bed and watched him go out. Where there was still half pain, he got up and searched in the room.

System 663 said: [The obedience just now was just pretending? 】

Even it was deceived by the innocent and painful expression on Qian Ling's face, but it didn't expect to be distracted for Shao Cheng.

Qian Ling frantically rummaged through the cabinets in the room, trying to find something helpful, anything.

His heart was pounding and he was nervous.

Everyone in the outside world thought he was dead, and no one would come to help him, so he had to find a way to pass the message, or let people outside know that he was still alive.

He searched almost the entire room, and finally found a laptop in the desk drawer.

Qian Ling took it out with trembling hands.

He looked at the closed door, afraid that Shao Cheng would come back at this time, and turned on the phone with trembling fingers.

no response.

Qian Ling frowned, could it be broken? %3F

System 663: [It may be because it has not been used for a long time, so there is no electricity. 】

Qian Ling was so panicked that her mind went blank, she could only follow the system prompts to plug in the charger, and the moment the computer screen lit up, she seemed to have found hope.

He swallowed nervously.

The computer was automatically connected to the Internet the second it was turned on. Qian Ling opened a certain blog, and he saw his name was listed as the top of the hot search.

In the memory given to him by this dungeon, he found the original owner's memory, and logged into his own certain blog account.

Qian Ling wants to post a Weibo to let everyone know that he is still alive.

He tapped on the keyboard, typed the words "I'm still alive", and clicked send——

"Snapped."

The screen of the notebook was closed forcefully, Shao Cheng stood in front of him, holding the medicine box in his right hand, looked down at him, and said coldly: "It seems that you are not obedient."