The moment he heard this laughter, Jonathan almost jumped out of bed, and he swore he had never been so energetic before!

Now all he could think about was how to kill the damn thing.

He's had enough!

If he can't kill this thing tonight, then he will commit suicide, either you or me!

A carp jumped up from the bed, and Jonathan quickly fired two shots in the direction of the laughing 'bang bang', but in the blink of an eye, a sharp pain came from his shoulder.

The powerful impact knocked him flying, he was shot in the shoulder, and the cold blood spread on the white pajamas: "Woo~ahah~" The gun in his hand fell to the ground, alone Covering his wound with his hands, he groaned in pain.

In the darkness came the strange laughter of the Ugly Daughter again, and her petite figure finally appeared in front of him. The little girl hugged her scarecrow distressedly, and looked at the bullet hole that had been punched out , gently touched the wound.

"Hmm..." Jonathan has now fully understood everything. The scarecrow in the hands of the ugly girl represents him. If the scarecrow is injured, he will also be injured, so after the scarecrow is shot, it is himself who is injured.

He fell down on the bed and struggled to get up, tried hard to pick up the gun on the ground, and prepared to give the ugly girl another fatal blow.

Who knew that at this time, the ugly girl spoke up: "Ah, the scarecrow is injured, hehehe, how could you treat it like this?? It's so pitiful~"

While talking, the ugly girl reached into the scarecrow's bullet hole, trying to snap out the bullet that went in.

"Ahhhhhh~" Jonathan screamed like a pig butcher, clutching his shoulders and rolling from the bed to the ground.

Without any anesthetic, he dug his hand directly into his wound, and kept exploring, trying to get the bullet out. The pain of his shoulder being torn apart made him use all his remaining physical strength from his mouth. howled out.

The wound was gently torn open and fiddled with. The sharp nails scratched the tender flesh, and the red flesh at the wound was rolled out. He even felt her hands touched his bones, and even touched them mischievously. With one touch, he wished he could pass out quickly, so he didn't have to watch this devil torture himself all the time.

The Ugly Girl groped for a long time, but it seemed that the wound was too small and the bullet penetrated too deeply, so she couldn't get the bullet out no matter what.

"Stop...stop, stop." Jonathan leaned against the bed weakly and looked at the ugly girl, but the ugly girl didn't pay attention to him, but continued to move the bullet from the wound come out.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~hhhhhhhhhh~hhhhhhhhhh~" Jonathan almost scrambled and bumped into the ugly girl's side step by step. He reached out to snatch the scarecrow in her arms, but the ugly girl raised her hand lightly. , very lightly avoided Jonathan.

When the ugly girl saw the dying man under her feet, she sat on him with a puff, hugged him with her hands, and rubbed her head in Jonathan's arms with attachment: "Scarecrow~ soft~ hee Hee hee hee~ I like it~"

The ugly girl hugged her new scarecrow to herself, and happily rubbed her head against Jonathan's stomach: "It's so soft~ It's so comfortable to hold~"

Obviously, he has regarded him as his own human doll, lying on him and rubbing and touching him.

Jonathan was forced to hold the little girl in his arms, the blood on his shoulder was still flowing, he couldn't lift his strength, put his left hand on her small waist, trying to grab her, but he couldn't He couldn't use much force, it was like wrapping around her to prevent her from falling off his body.

The Ugly Girl's head had a trace of warm blood on it, she reached out to touch it, and then looked at Jonathan's wound, only then did she notice that her scarecrow was injured.

Without even thinking about it, he picked up the small nails in his hand and began to sew up the scarecrow's wound, threading the thread one by one through the wound, just like sewing a doll, and slowly sewed him up.

"Oh, ah ah~" The sudden pain made Jonathan cry out again, this time he grabbed the hand of the ugly girl, trying to stop her from continuing to sew up her wound with nails, the piercing pain made her He almost cried.

His own hand was holding the slender wrist of the ugly daughter of time, but she was so strong that he couldn't stop her movements at all. Wave after wave of pain was grinding his fragile nerves like waves.

He had already grabbed her hand, but he couldn't stop it all, so he could only hold her gently with one hand, and begged for mercy, "Don't... please, if you want to kill me, just give me a good time."

The ugly girl patted his head, and gave him a comforting 'chirp' on his cheek.While speeding up the stitching of the scarecrow, the wound on the little straw woven scarecrow was soon healed.

Miraculously, Jonathan looked at the wound on his shoulder, and it fit together. Although it was not completely healed, at least it didn't bleed, and it didn't hurt so much.

"You, what do you want to do?" Jonathan's weak and trembling voice could hardly be heard.

The ugly girl stood up suddenly, scaring Jonathan. She tried her last breath and wanted to climb a few steps back, but she was lifted up by her paw, like a little girl carrying a big sack. to bed.

After being ruthlessly thrown on the soft bed, the ugly girl also climbed onto his bed, rolled around on the white sheet, and then sat on his stomach.

The ugly girl hugged her big puppet, and comfortably rubbed against his soft belly: "Hee hee hee, my scarecrow is so soft~"

"I'm not, I'm not a real scarecrow, that's just a nickname." Jonathan explained in a daze.

At this moment, he really hated this nickname.

He fell headfirst on the bed, didn't want to know anything, didn't want to care about anything, now his mind is full of wanting to sleep, it doesn't matter if he dies or faints, it doesn't matter, just let him sleep for a while, even for 5 minutes sure.

But the nightmare started again, and the little guy sitting on her was so energetic that it was terrifying, and she started her every night playing with dolls again.

Rubbing his head, he kept laughing, secretly kissed his soft cheek, and pulled out a few of his hairs, but he just couldn't calm down.

When the ugly girl was about to pinch his nose to prevent him from breathing, Jonathan grabbed her wrist, turned over and pressed the little guy under his body, grabbing her tightly That little hand clenched into a fist.

He has long wanted to do this!

For the past seven days, he has been thinking of grabbing the hands that have been tormenting him all the time, as if this can stop her from torturing himself, but he has been unable to do so, because those hands are simply invisible and intangible.

It's all right now, the culprit was suppressed by herself, and finally grabbed those hands, and she didn't want to let go in this life, so she couldn't continue to torment herself.

The Ugly Girl was pressed down by her own scarecrow, and she whimpered, seeming to be dissatisfied. She was huddling around in the arms of the big doll, trying to struggle to get out, but he held on tightly, no matter what. Ken let go.

Jonathan frowned weakly, and held the head that was about to get out with his hand: "Be quiet for a while... Please, let me take a break, just five minutes."

Then the ugly daughter of time lay down in bed for some reason and didn't move.

Jonathan held the person in his arms tightly, and curled up in a ball wrapped in a quilt, as if he would never let her escape.After feeling that she was not moving, she finally fell asleep deeply.

He swore that he had never slept so soundly in his life.

No nightmares, no fear, only blue sky and white clouds in the dream.

The soft little thing in his arms would occasionally twist around dishonestly, but as long as he hugged her a little harder, the little guy would be much more honest, nestling in his arms obediently and motionless.

I fell asleep until the next morning.

Jonathan opened his eyes suddenly, and looked down into his arms!

Sure enough, there was a little thing lying on his chest and fell asleep quietly, and the cursed scarecrow was still hanging on the chest of the ugly girl.

Everything about last night flooded into his mind crazily. Jonathan's eyes were fixed on the little scarecrow. He had to get this scarecrow. This little scarecrow was his life!

Jonathan gently clamped the cursed scarecrow with his hands, trying to get it out without waking up the little girl in his arms.

His heart was pounding. Fortunately, his mental quality was very strong, and he quickly calmed down his rapid breathing, and his heartbeat gradually slowed down, without waking up the person in his arms.

"Do you like this?" The sweet female voice sounded softly, but Jonathan was shocked.

The ugly girl tilted her head, her big eyes looked at Jonathan curiously, her face was so rosy and cute.Still showing a sweet smile: "I like it the most! My scarecrow."

Talking about the ugly girl, she hugged Jonathan tightly and rubbed against him happily.

Jonathan slowly sat up from the bed, but the little guy was still hanging on his body. She was very short, even if she was walking on stilt-like clogs, she still only reached his waist when she stood up.

He hugged the ugly girl like a child, but she hung around his neck like a koala, hanging quietly, with a happy smile on his face: "The first time in my life It’s the first time I’ve seen such a big scarecrow~ I like it so much~ I’m so happy~ It’s the first time I’ve met such a soft scarecrow~”

While speaking, he pinched Jonathan's face, and then let out a scream of happiness.

Jonathan held her head down and tucked her back under the covers.

He needs to calm down...

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