MTL - Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!-Chapter 12 Hold on

The sorcerer waited outside the room, and as soon as he heard the sound of opening the door, he slammed it.

The little eyes are shining: "Big Brother -"

The voice of the sorcerer paused and stayed in the door.

Wei Shi obviously just took a shower, the facial features of the facial features were cold, and only a white bath towel was wrapped around his waist. The red/naked chilly silhouette has been immersed in the shadows. The body is wide and narrow, the eight abdominal muscles are curved, and the old arm and chest are hidden from the old stab wounds.

When the door is opened, the water vapor is coming.

Wu Yi suddenly thought of what his teammates said -

Looks good and can play.

Wei Shi fined the rabbit into it and raised his eyebrows to signal him to speak.

Witchcraft is honest: "The South Tower is closed..."

A little red hair on the side of the thigh: "Oh! All this point, Wei Ge, you are a slap..."

When Wei Shi looked down, his eyes fainted and the red hair stood up, and the side was aligned with the corner.

The sorcerer stretched his head and explored it inside, full of the curiosity of the little animals: "Big brother! I will squeeze! I don't occupy the land..."

Somehow, the red hair appeared on the emperor's expression of admiration.

At this time, the terminal on the coffee table suddenly sounded.

In the pupil of the sorcerer's circle, Wei Shi threw a bath towel, except for the crotch of pure black underwear, the strong figure was almost completely red/naked. He put on his nightgown, picked up the terminal, and looked at the sorcerer: "Wait here."

The witches nodded nodded.

Wei Shi took the terminal to the terrace, and the red hair next to it resumed the lively jump. One side quickly packed up, and faced with the sorcerer's diligence: "I went to live next door. I sat on the chair, the ash was still in the last season, the bed was laid out, the right side, the bed to the right. Child! See you tomorrow, goodbye..."

The small room was quiet in time.

The witches saw the furnishings in the house.

The North Tower 201 faces the opposite direction of the Witch Hostel. It has all the facilities. There is only one room except the bathroom. Two beds are placed farthest apart.

Through the dim light outside the window, you can see half of the escape show in the distance, it is said that this season's Crowson show second or third elimination copy.

On the terrace, Wei Shi is communicating with the terminal, mostly on the opposite side of the report. Wei Wei only occasionally screams, the voice is low and there is no burr.

The sorcerer listened and listened. He couldn’t help but his eyes became fascinated. He obeyed his will and lay flat.

The pillow has an extremely comfortable sensation of yang, which is not stranger.

Witch thought, red hair is really a good person! Give the bed to yourself...

The side of the pillow was rugged, and the sorcerer only felt something pressed under the head.

He rolled his face and slowly swallowed his hand and groped under the pillow. He pulled out a cold thing for a long time—and then rounded his eyes.

……gun.

... gun! !

Crowson Show clearly understands that guns are only allowed to appear in competitions and training, and players must strictly abide by federal laws.

When the sorcerer and the big eyes were squinting and were about to be put back, the patio door was opened from the outside.

The sorcerer quickly woke up, he said, "Big brother, I have this bed..."

Wei Shi looked at his eyes: "That is my bed."

When the sorcerer stunned, she saw the number of Wei Shi on the bedpost and panicked.

When Wei Wei looked at his arms, the plain sheets were pulled out of a few folds, and the quilt was wrapped up by the sorcerer. The witches apparently did not take a bath. They stood at the door of the bathroom and could feel the smell of the milky fragrant rabbit. Take it.

It is quite capable of building a nest. Wei snorted and said: "Oh, you will sleep."

Then he went to the bed and gestured to the witch: "Hand."

The witch suddenly reached out.

Immediately afterwards - the root of the index finger was buckled by the **** with a gun, and the palm was burnt and hot, and the Browning that was touched out fell into the hands of Wei.

The man's movements are proficient and old. He easily picks up a miniature revolver from under the sheets and solves the next claw knife in the corner of the bed.

"Foot." Wei Shi continued to order.

The thin moonlight came in from the outside of the window, and the sorcerer reacted, and the two white and tender feet slammed back into the quilt.

Wei Shi stuffed the sorcerer into the head again, and then the spring mattress picked up, the sorcerer tossed and rolled back, and a particle gun was pumped out.

The sorcerer was almost stunned—he had no doubt that when he was there, he could blast the entire reality show base...

He finally couldn't help but ask: "Big brother, these guns..."

Wei Shi casually said: "Where is there a gun?"

After turning off the lights, the black-painted dormitory was peaceful, and there was no such thing as a big firearms library opened two minutes ago.

Witch immediately wakes up: "No! I was wrong..."

- Then watched the big cockroaches again use the contraband to arrange the fire defense.

Wu Han’s eyes widened: I’m not jealous...

When Wei Wei turned back, the corner of his mouth seemed to rise: "Sleep."

In the darkness, the eyes of the sorcerer slid and turned, and when they defended after a while, it seemed a little excited, and they did not dare to speak openly.

In my mind, the messy past flashed the previous message.

Daxie came with red hair, and there seemed to be a lot of younger brothers in Dad... It seems that he still has to compete for the job!

Daxie is hiding strength, and the big champagne -

The witches almost opened their mouths several times and finally swallowed.

He didn't know if Dalat had fallen asleep.

In the dark North Tower bedroom, the amber glasses are bright and dark, dark and bright. After a long time, they pull up and close, and the breath is long and unspeakable.

Three hours later.

In the darkness, Wei Shi blinked, the pupil of the light did not have a trace of affection, and the right hand buckled the Brilliance's delicate trigger between the flashlights.

In the practice student dormitory, the low standard of the system makes him unable to distinguish between dreams and reality.

When Wei was disgusted, he frowned, and when he reached out and touched it, he remembered that the cat had not brought it.

He suddenly felt that he looked to the other side of the room -

The small window to the north was half-opened, and the summer wind was gently fed in. It was not far away, and the sorrowful breathing sound was low and low.

The cat is not enough, and the rabbit is too strong to make it.

Wei Wei quietly listened for a long time, and the heartbeat finally calmed down.

The witches slept very well.

When I woke up, the sky was just slightly bright, and the opposite bed was empty.

The sorcerer climbed up quickly, and a set of toiletries was left in the bathroom. The other set had been taken apart, and the workers were placed aside, and even a drop of water was not seen.

Before leaving, the sorcerer carefully folded the quilt and put the note that was used to knock on the door back into the pocket.

Downstairs of the two towers, the training table of the day is attached to the display.

The witch is eating breakfast, looking for the entrance to the classroom on the map, and a blond brawny is coming in the distance.

"Little witch!" Caesar shot in the shoulders of the witch, and the end was a look of disappointment.

"..." The sorcerer rounded his eyes and looked at the culprits who made him homeless.

“Where did you live last night?” Caesar was very curious: “It’s not going to find the one who sent the champagne... joke, joke!”

Witch's meal: "..."

Caesar slowly swayed in the past, and the words were flying in the air, and I had a lasting aftertaste last night: "Moreover, if you go, you may earn, that figure..."

Witches and another meal: "..."

Caesar finally moved away from the topic and squinted at the schedule, just about to be interrupted.

Zoe smiled and walked to the witches and said, "Little witch, the advertisement is good."

Witch remembered the advertisement that was shot in the rabbit pile last night: "Zuo Ge, where can I see..."

Zoe said: "You don't know? Last night, released with the rematch clips - the platform traffic almost exploded."