Xiao Ming, Tan Li, and a bathroom formed a rather weird picture at this time.Tan Li didn't have to say anything, he didn't move, he looked straight at the bathroom; Xiao Ming, on the other hand, was slumped at the door, his face contained great fear, and he was facing Tan Li tightly with his eyes closed, and they formed a solid equilateral triangle.In Xiao Ming's life, he didn't watch much horror movies, Xu Mei couldn't wait to spend all his time on studies and financial practice, so he didn't receive the tempering of horror movies, and because of this, his heartbeat at this time went straight to 800 miles.The lights were on in the room, but Xiao Ming experienced a fear that he had never felt in his life - it was a real ghost!
And looked at the bathroom with hatred, what did Xiao Li do to provoke this female ghost?
It seems like......
It seems that people who see hell are easy to die, and they all die very miserably.Xiao Ming desperately searched for information about ghosts in his mind, he didn't dare to blink his eyes, for fear that if he blinked, the female ghost in the room would remove a part of his body, in this extreme fear, Xiao Ming felt more and more cold sweat on his forehead, and the clothes behind him were soaked.He had never experienced such a feeling in his life.They are all waiting for an opportunity to upset the balance.That's Xiao Li in the bathroom.Xiao Li in the bathroom was currently ignorant of the turbulence of the outside world, he came out of the bathtub, wiped his hair and the water droplets on his body with a bath towel casually, and then simply wrapped his lower body with a bath towel, and planned to leave the bathroom.His slender fingers touched the bathroom's golden doorknob, pressed down, and opened the door.When Xiao Li walked out of the bathroom and returned to his room, it was empty—there was no Tan Li, no Xiao Ming, and the room was empty, as usual.Drops of water from the hair dripped down the boy's neck and from his chest.
It rubbed on the edge of the mouth, disappeared into the flexible abdominal muscles, and disappeared.Xiao Li didn't plan to blow his hair, so he sat back in his chair and looked at the little yellow book in front of the table.As soon as he sat down, a drop of water dripped from his wet hair onto the little yellow book, and just after a drop, a line of words immediately appeared on it: [No clothes, good figure. 】It may be that the scene of this beautiful woman bathing has brought it a great shock, it seems to be a little shy, because the color on the small book has changed, it was originally pale yellow, like a parchment-like tone, simple and low-key, and now its entire page is a little red, and there is a little red in the yellow - it looks a little weird.Xiao Li: "......"
Xiao Huangben was a little excited, as if opening the door to a new world: [......
We're naked.
Chat?
】Xiao Li: ???
- This is not the time for Xiao Huangben to get hurt?!
It's really a tenacious little yellow book!
[You're very exciting,] Maybe it's the beauty who just got out of the bath who healed Xiao Huangben, and its current reply looks full of vitality, [It's good to be without clothes, but you have to blow your hair first.] 】Xiao Li immediately remembered that this was a book for his own meat.
The female ghost is interesting, so he put down the book with a strange look, and casually pulled the bathrobe on the hanger to put it on himself, and Xiao Huangben immediately revealed: [It's a pity. 】- It's a pity you're big.Xiao Li didn't listen to Xiao Huangben's words to blow his hair, but wanted to flip through the front page first, and in fact, if he could see the cover, he would find that the photo of Tan Li that was still there before had disappeared, which meant that the other party had come out of the confinement - however, Xiao Huangben was not cooperating at this time, and was constantly vibrating to display: [Blow hair. 】Every time the black-haired boy tried to turn forward, he would be shocked back to that page by its vibration and heat: [You will catch a cold. 】[Now.] 】Xiao Li: "............" - so annoying, so annoying little yellow book!
Isn't it going to shake up?
When something is repeatedly talked about by others, even if it is a good thing, most people will have a rebellious mentality, so Xiao Li did not plan to listen to Xiao Huangben's words, he simply ignored Xiao Huangben, took out his mobile phone from the side, and browsed the information on it.His WeChat shows that he has received multiple friend applications: [I am Zheng Yi. 】[Xiao Li, Sherlock, I finally found out your contact information, please, add me, I want to say thank you!
Please give me a chance to express my sincere gratitude, QAQ. 】[Big Guy——] [Dad!
】Xiao Li: "......"
Xiao Huangben on the desk shook violently this time, Xiao Li put down his mobile phone, and saw another sentence floating on it: [......
Disobedient. 】[Sigh.] 】Sigh, Xiao Li was shocked, it even sighed, and also wrote the word "sigh", this female ghost is simply a strange painting!
Xiao Li suddenly felt that this painting style was a little cute, but in the next second, he felt that it must be his illusion, because the next line of words was: [Then I can only help you blow it myself. 】Xiao Li: "............"
He was suddenly a little square, this female ghost wants to help him blow his hair by herself?
How can it help?
The black-haired boy made up a white woman behind him, holding a hair dryer - he wasn't afraid, he just thought the picture was a bit unsightly......
It's rare for him to think something cute, so why bother to debunk this truth himself?
The ghost is hard to dismantle.So he sighed, but in fact, he took the hair dryer with an interesting feeling in his heart, and buzzed at his scattered wet hair, blowing so that the hair on his head curled up and he didn't care, and put down the hair dryer as if he had completed the task, and then picked up the little yellow book and wrote: "Okay, right?"
”Xiao Huangben: [Chaos. 】[But cute. 】Xiao Li didn't care about it, he had the time to turn the pages in front of him, but he felt a little sleepy after just turning two sheets, it was okay not to blow his hair, as soon as he was blown by the warm wind of the hair dryer, it brought sleepiness to Xiao Li.So he closed the little yellow book, went to the bed, lay down, and got into the bed that had been made by the servant.On the large bed, the collarbone that belonged to the teenager was still generously exposed, slender and delicate, like a butterfly that wanted to spread its wings and fly high.Before Xiao Li fell asleep, he faintly felt that someone leaned over and kissed his collarbone, which was a little itchy, but it seemed to be just an illusion.Then the kiss, as thin as a cicada's wing, lingered near his collarbone, then to his chest, and finally moved up to his forehead.Xiao Li was really a little sleepy, almost delirious, and he had time to think about it in the future, so he fell into a deep sleep.On the other side of the desk, the bright moonlight outside the window illuminated the small yellow book spread out on the table, reflecting a line of handwriting: [Good dream. 】In another unidentified space.The moment Xiao Li came out, Tan Li and Xiao Ming were moved here.It is a place without any doors or windows, like a square chamber.Being able to teleport them here no longer belongs to the category of human power - because of this, Xiao Ming felt even more desperate, he thought, all this was done by the female ghost in front of him, wanting to torture him before he died!
Xiao Ming kept shouting: "Is there anyone to save me, ah, ah, there are ghosts here!"
”However, no one paid attention to him until he screamed and no one came to save him, and in the end he could only look at the female ghost in front of him, trying his best to narrow his presence.On that night, Xiao Ming regretted that he had entered Xiao Li's room because of a momentary impulse, if he hadn't entered his room, he wouldn't have seen a ghost, and if he hadn't seen a ghost, he wouldn't have fallen into such a situation......※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Xiao Huangben: I'm yellow and red now (shy) () I wasn't born to be the emperor