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

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"Even with the test paper, the ending will not change."

The last sentence echoed in Qianling's mind for a long time, and she walked unsteadily to the school gate.

After Ji Jiayu saw him, he jumped off the stump near the school gate and ran to him quickly.

"Shallow Spirit."

"Shallow Spirit?"

Ji Jiayu yelled a few times, but Qianling didn't hear him.

In desperation, Ji Jiayu put his hand on his shoulder.

It was only at this moment that Qianling came back to her senses, and raised her head a few beats later, her eyes still glazed over.

"Why are you in a daze? You,"

Ji Jiayu's words paused, he raised his hand, with a layer of dry dust on his palm, and then went to look at Qian Ling's school uniform.

Qian Ling is different from ordinary playful boys. The school uniform on her body has always been kept clean, but now the school uniform is covered with dust. If you look closely, you will find that her hair is also messy, but her lips are extraordinarily red.

It was like being kissed repeatedly, leaving beautiful marks.

"Did something happen? Qianling, answer me."

Qian Ling's eyelashes trembled, and the end of her eyes was a moving red.

He slowly looked at Shang Ji Jiayu eagerly, and saw the concern in his eyes, "Did you encounter something while I was away?"

Qian Ling pursed her lips.

When the man handed him the Chinese test paper of the last subject, he deliberately stuck it to his ear and told him in a warning tone.

"You are not allowed to tell anyone about what happened to me tonight. This is an order for you alone."

"Since he is willing to accompany you to find the test papers, how about the punishment for failing to complete this order - killing the male classmate who came with you. How about it?"

Thought of here,

Qianling clenched her hand holding the test paper, her thick eyelashes trembling violently again.

"I'm fine, I've already found all the test papers." Qian Ling added, "It's just that it's too dark inside, so I'm a little scared."

Ji Jiayu obviously didn't believe this statement, he blocked Qian Ling's way, and clasped Qian Ling's thin arm with both hands.

"Why are you so dirty, and your mouth, how did you get it?"

Qian Ling looked at him quietly.

"What do you think it would be?"

As soon as Qian Ling finished speaking, Ji Jiayu involuntarily pulled Qian Ling into his arms. He was very strong, he was a boy who often exercised during adolescence, and he still had a warm aura from the sun shining on him.

"Did you meet the 'King', did he do something to you?"

Qian Ling tried, but there was no way to break free from Ji Jiayu's embrace. Instead, she was hugged even tighter, and Ji Jiayu rubbed against his neck stickily.

Even though Qian Ling's body was dirty, there was always a faint fragrance on his body.

Very light, but extraordinarily sweet.

Ji Jiayu couldn't help brushing Qianling's neck with his lips from time to time, and murmured: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and thought something happened to you, do you know how worried I am about you? I even started to regret agreeing to go Find the test paper."

Qian Ling was tickled by him.

He raised his hand and pushed his head back, "Aren't I coming back?"

Ji Jiayu seemed dissatisfied with his move.

The hand holding his lower back was even stronger, squeezing the distance between the two of them further, arching his chin vigorously, and even biting lightly at the corner of his jaw.

"hiss."

Is this man a dog?

And biting?

Moreover, his body is dirty now, with dust everywhere, and this big dog is really not picky.

Qian Ling raised his hand, casually pressed his face and pushed him back.

"Ji Jiayu, that's enough, I'm going to be angry."

Afterwards, Qianling felt a chill in his palm.

Ji Jiayu rubbed his lips against his palm incessantly, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his eyes, but also a bit of fear.

"Do not be angry."

"Then let me go first."

Ji Jiayu let go of his hand obediently, but only took half a step back.

Qianling raised his head a little, and the tip of his nose could hit him.

"Stay further back."

He felt like he wasn't getting enough air to breathe.

"Oh."

Ji Jiayu took another half step back, lowered his eyelids in a questioning manner, "I think it's far enough."

"The head is too dark, I hit it myself, and I bit my mouth when I was scared."

Ji Jiayu didn't seem to believe it.

Qian Ling had no choice but to take out the test paper, "I have all the test papers for the exam, if I really meet the 'king', how can I still stand here intact?"

There was silence everywhere, and the two of them stood under the dim streetlights.

Qian Ling reached out and touched the blue hair on Ji Jiayu's head.

"Thank you for worrying about me, but it's really okay. See you tomorrow, okay?"

Ji Jiayu looked at the young man in front of him, and he stayed there in a daze. He couldn't understand what Qian Ling said, but he still nodded in a strange way.

When he came back to his senses again, the person in front of him had already left.

He raised his head.

I could only vaguely see the far side of the road at the school gate, and the fading lights on the car.

Qian Ling breathed a sigh of relief after getting into the car.

Because he wasn't sure whether his conversation with Ji Jiayu was monitored by the 'King' in the dark.

He was worried that if he continued talking to Ji Jiayu, he would not be able to make up a decent content, and would accidentally slip the tongue.

The dungeon provides the player with an identity that can be integrated into the world, which is convenient for the player to act, so his late return and a series of abnormal behaviors, the driver and the so-called family members will not bother.

After Qian Ling returned to her room, she put the test paper and keys on the desk, took her clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The mirror in the bathroom was covered in white mist by rising steam.

A delicate white hand wiped off the moisture on it.

The young man in the mirror had wet hair, water droplets gathered at the end of the wet hair, and quietly fell, landing on the shoulders and neck like suet white jade.

Qianling stood in front of the mirror and moved closer.

The swelling in the mouth has subsided.

He lifted the hair on his forehead and was steamed, and the wound where he hit was bruised.

There are varying degrees of red marks on the wrists and knees.

——My wife takes a nice bath, and I am in charge of prprpr

——Everyone here is a gentleman, %40 is afraid of visiting the official website, it’s not interesting to code, right?

—I am light.I help my wife with medicine!

——I protest, why is this size so strong, and only the key parts are played in the live broadcast room next door, %40 Fear Tour Official, you guys are too stupid.

——Laughing to death, I thought I couldn't get in if I blocked half of it and left the other half?Looking at the baby's face and thin hands, I can directly rush!

——How do you have hand-made barrage.

——This kind of picture?Not interesting, nothing interesting at all. (pants up)

——Hahahahaha please delete the brackets!

……

It's all the fault of that person.

He always finds people out.

Enduring the pain, Qian Ling applied a thick layer of ointment to the wound, then put on her clothes and left the bathroom.

Even if it was his favorite bed, it shouldn't be too fluttering today. He smelled of medicine all over his body, and as soon as he touched the edge of the bed, he felt a pain in his tailbone.

After turning off the lights, Qianling recalled in his mind everything that happened in the reference room today.

But he repeatedly failed to find effective information.

Instead, his mind is full of the bastard words he heard after using the mind reading technique.

Who is it?

Qianling turned around sullenly, then hugged the quilt in pain, and hummed.

It's all because of that person that it hurts to turn over.

Suddenly, Qian Ling's mind flashed.

He was injured, but the opponent was not completely uninjured.

After Qianling hit his forehead, the man chased up and blocked his mouth. He clearly remembered that he took a hard bite on the opponent's hand.

Although he wasn't sure where the bite was on his hand, with this kind of force, even after a night, there would be obvious marks.

Qian Ling only needs to go to Shen Linchuan's hands tomorrow to see if there are any wounds, and then he will know whether what happened tonight was done by him.

Maybe it was because he thought of this method, or maybe it was because he was too tired tonight, Qian Ling slept until dawn.

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the next day.

Qian Ling confirmed that there were no missing test papers on the desk. Just in case, he took out his mobile phone and took pictures of all the test papers.

Only then did he put the test papers into his schoolbag, took his breakfast and got on the bus to school.

He's been thinking about it all this time.

If Shen Linchuan really had a wound on his hand, he would never hand over the test paper.

Thinking of this, Qian Ling ate the last bite of bread.

The car stopped at the school gate, Qian Ling got out of the car, took her schoolbag and walked towards the teaching building.

There is a distance from the school gate to the teaching building.

When Qian Ling passed a relatively small path, she suddenly felt a few footsteps behind her.

He subconsciously turned around——

A force tugged at the straps of his schoolbag, pushing him into the nearby grass.

Qianling couldn't stand still and fell to the ground.

Even though the ground was on the grass, Qianling still fell hard, her reflexive eye sockets turned red instantly, and faint tears hung from the corners of her eyes.

Several young people gathered around.

Their school uniform jackets were hanging around in a mess, as if they were just a formality.

"I almost cried when I touched it."

"It's not difficult at all, but he looks really good-looking, or by the way..."

Qian Ling was somewhat familiar with their looks.

They should all be students from Class [-] of Senior Three, his classmates, and co-participants in this 'Game of Kings'.

Qian Ling's voice trembled slightly, "What are you going to do?"

The leading boy squatted down in front of Qian Ling.

Qian Ling then lowered her eyes, with a few tears on her eyelashes, with a dazed little face, well-behaved and harmless.

The boy's voice softened a little, "Don't do anything, just hand in the test paper."

Qianling's pupils trembled.

How would they know?

It is impossible for Ji Jiayu to tell this matter, could it be that Shen Linchuan said it?

Qian Ling tried his best to keep calm, "I don't know what you are talking about, what test paper."

"Stop pretending."

The boy took out his phone, clicked on the interface, and showed it in front of Qian Ling, "You should take it out obediently, or I should do it."