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

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30

Qianling had seen the iron door.

The door was more than two meters high, and the floor was covered with marble slabs, so there was no way to dig through it, and there were no tools for climbing near the iron door.

Maybe the mall sells ladders.

But how is he going to explain to Bai Jing the origin of such a big ladder.

"So during this period of time, you have to take advantage of the time when you are changing the wound dressing in Lu Ji's office, and find a way to carefully find the location of the key. And I will go to the archives to check, the planning map should be inside."

Lu Ji is recognized by the hospital as difficult to get along with.

Qian Ling is the only one who can stay in front of Lu Ji, so the task of finding the key must be left to him.

This time he will go no matter what.

Qian Ling nodded.

Although he didn't have a clue in his mind, this was his first official assignment after all!

"I will work hard."

Even if you lie down and win, you need to work a little harder.

A little later time.

As usual, the medicine delivery truck came to the ward, this time it was still Xi Zhan who delivered the medicine.

He also brought Qianling's hospital gown.

After Qian Ling received it, he smelled it, and then looked around. He frowned and noticed something was wrong.

There seems to be another smell under the laundry detergent.

It is very faint, almost inaudible, but very familiar, as if it has been smelled somewhere before.

"The blood stains on the clothes can't be cleaned, so I brought you another clean clothes. It's the same size as you are wearing."

Xi Zhan's words timely dispelled Qian Ling's doubts.

"Oh."

He also wondered why the taste was different.

After obediently eating the pills Xi Zhan handed over, Qian Ling peeled off the fruit candy, chewed the candy and talked to him.

"The clothes you borrowed from me have been washed and haven't dried yet. I'll take them back to you when they're dry."

Xi Zhan nodded.

After he pushed the medicine cart away, it was almost time to turn off the lights.

"Are you going out today too?"

Bai Jing nodded.

Qian Ling volunteered, "Then I'll help you remember the time when the nurses patrol at night."

After making the bed, Bai Jing came over and stroked his hair.

"Won't you oversleep again today?"

"will not!"

"So confident?"

Qian Ling answered in the affirmative.

After all, after sleeping for so long during the day, he doesn't feel sleepy at all now, so he said boldly, "Maybe I can wait until you come back before going to sleep."

However, shortly after Bai Jing left, this confidence was met with a slap in the face.

Qianling felt the familiar drowsiness.

His eyelids were so heavy that he could hardly lift them up, and he could fall asleep by touching them up and down. He shook his head vigorously, only feeling that the pillow was so soft.

I really want to sleep...

In a quiet and dark ward, Qianling's breathing gradually became even and long.

There was a soft sound.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and the white light that slanted into the corridor fell into the tiled floor of the room.

He walked softly to the bed.

"So nice."

The boy slept soundly as he expected. He lifted the quilt, lay beside the boy, and stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms.

The high bridge of the nose sniffed the fragrance on the hair.

He let out a contented sigh.

……

the next day.

Qian Ling woke up in a daze, and turned around holding the quilt.

Huh?

It's already dawn?

Oops.

Qian Ling sat up from the bed, and the pulling of this movement made him feel discomfort from between his legs.

Subtly hot.

It spread down from the inner thigh, as if the fabric of the pants was too rough and the skin was torn.

Qian Ling was stunned for a moment.

He lifted the quilt.

I was still wearing the uniform uniform of the mental hospital, and there was no abnormality in the pants except for a little wrinkle.

What is this scenario?

Qian Ling, who had just woken up, hadn't recovered yet.

The system said: [Go to the toilet]

Qian Ling didn't dare to delay, he put on his shoes and went into the toilet according to the system's instructions.

After the system helped him set up privacy protection in the live broadcast room.

Qian Ling took off her seemingly normal hospital trousers, and next to her inner thighs, the originally white and flawless skin was obviously red.

It happened to be in such a private place.

"He did it... didn't he?"

【right. 】

Qian Ling couldn't tell what mood he was in at the moment.

What Bai Jing said before kept echoing in her mind, which was not very clear at all——

"I don't know what he originally wanted to do, but all perverted behaviors escalate gradually. The first time he dared to make those dirty things on your bed, what would he choose the second time?"

"Perhaps he put those things on your body while you were asleep, what position on your body would a person like him like?

Beautiful eyes that can cry, or a mouth that can only speak in a low voice, or, even more excessively—"

unacceptable……

He didn't expect it to really come true.

Qian Ling took a few deep breaths before keeping himself calm.

He turned on the overhead shower and took a fresh shower.

But he had no clue at all.

This person can always choose a position that he can't see, or be alone, or sleeping soundly, as if he is afraid of being discovered by him, and only dares to hide in the dark to do these annoying things.

And why didn't I feel anything at all.

After sleeping for such a long time during the day, I was still sleepy at night, and I didn't even know that someone had come and done those things.

"What the hell is he trying to do?"

Qian Ling still can't recognize all the patients. He only knows Duan Xingyi and Bai Jing, and it is even more unlikely that he will have an enemy with anyone and use this method to revenge him.

【Maybe he is just innocent and wants to mess with you. 】

Qian Ling's hands trembled slightly as she put on her clothes.

what?

[Not surprisingly, this is his last step. 】

But he's a boy...

How to do it?

【…】

This is outside its scope of work.

System 663 fell into a long silence.

How should it explain itself to simple players, even boys, especially sweet and soft boys like him, are very popular.

The barrage almost burst out laughing.

——Bao, if people really want to take revenge on you, they can just press and beat you up, anyway, you can't pay back, so why bother to climb into bed late at night?

——He is obviously a greedy baby!

——How to deal with this topic, I have a few gigabytes of network disk resources here, baby, you can chat with me privately, and I will privately chat with you for free.Contact information 439￥%...

[Congratulations to the upstairs account for disseminating personal contact information and inducing players to add it. Xiti fears that the live broadcast room management No. 1 will be banned for 10 days. ]

[Jianyou live broadcast room management No. 1 reminds all viewers: All illegal activities such as spreading personal contact information, private association with players, and advertising are strictly prohibited in the live broadcast room. Civilized live broadcast starts with you and me. ]

In the end, Qianling didn't understand what it meant.

He gets dressed.

When he came out of the toilet, he bumped into Bai Jing, who had just finished washing, and his body was slightly cool with mint.

"You agreed to wait for me to come back, why did you fall asleep again?"

Qian Ling pursed her lips.

He asked in a low voice, "Bai Jing, can I ask you something?"

Bai Jing raised her eyebrows.

"Say."

Qian Ling lowered her head, her ears and cheeks were flushed, she clutched the hem of her clothes awkwardly, and said in a low, almost inaudible voice:

"Just... boys, how do you do it?"

[The author has something to say: Audience: Report, it's the players who took the lead in getting the color first!

Qian Ling: QAQ I am not, I am not.

Horror tour live room management No. 1: Didn't you say you can't play with colors?

(It's just that the player contacted the audience privately. If they were led badly, a stingy boss who has been peeping at the screen will be unhappy.)

Call God K, don't pretend.

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