MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 62 excited (2)

Keep blaming her. "

"Day after day, the girl finally couldn't take it anymore and jumped off the roof of the fourth floor."

There was a sudden wind blowing in the corridor, whistling.

Zhao Jinjin sighed, "That blood flowed all over the place."

"But the dean was very happy and thought he would have no worries. Until one day..."

"...one day what?"

Yuen Long trembled, hugged Chu Qingjian and did not let go, Chu Qingjian was speechless.

Zhao Jinjin caressed an old faucet with her fingertips, and said softly: "The principal is doing an experiment, turn on a faucet..."

The speed of her speech suddenly accelerated, and she raised her voice, "The blood flowing out of it!"

"A distorted figure appeared in the blood, and instantly turned into a human form and crawled out! Ah! Hahahahaha."

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

There were screams one after another in the corridor, among which Yuen Long yelled the loudest, rushing up to Chu Qingjian's back, "Save me at the same table! Save me at the same table!"

Chu Qingjian's expression was ugly, she was strangled tightly by the neck and almost couldn't breathe, she tried to pull him off with her backhand, "Damn it, I will turn into a ghost to save you if I am strangled to death by you!"

"Ah, oh, oh, oh, goodbye, the friendship at the same table will be over at that time, don't come to save me."

Surrounded by screams, Zhao Jinjin laughed hahaha.

Xia Zhinian thought it was very funny, biting on the potato chips, it made a crackling sound, and couldn't help laughing.

"Don't scare people!" Yuen Long was angry.

"Xia Zhinian, you're still laughing, you're not afraid of ghost story tellers, aren't you?"

A girl clutched her heart and sighed, "That's right, she looks like she's very scared."

Obedient grandma, afraid of ghosts screaming, how cute, this is the correct way to start the adventure.

Xia Zhinian finished eating the bag of potato chips, clapped his hands, and smiled with his eyes bent, "There's nothing to be afraid of, I think it would be good if ghosts really exist."

"Then death is not the end, but a new beginning, and death will not be so scary."

Yan Ci turned his head to look at the young man, his eyes were dim and his meaning was unclear.

Zou Ziqian had a serious expression on his face, "...my former deskmate, what you said doesn't match your soft and cute face at all."

"No, no, no, you have to look at the inside through the outside." Xia Zhinian was equally deep, "Please call me Master of Philosophy."

"Master, please don't eat candy, it will damage your identity."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

"Why? Who said that the master can't eat candy." The boy opened his eyes and stuffed another one into his mouth.

Yan Ci smiled lightly.

Zou Ziqian smacked his lips, "The atmosphere of terror has dropped suddenly, how about this, go separately, form a team freely, if there are no ghosts, let's catch ourselves, if a team meets, pat each other, and the whole team will become ghosts , hide and scare people.”

"The first to go to the dean's office on the fourth floor is the winner, to see if the human team wins or the ghost team wins."

"Row."

"No, wait, there really is a dean?!"

Zhao Jinjin smiled, "Yes, this place really existed before the school was built, and it was just abandoned within the scope of the school."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

There are many stairs, several people form a team, Xia Zhinian is naturally with Yan Ci, Yuen Long tries to keep up with these two courageous ones, but Yan Ci ruthlessly drives them away.

The two of them walked up slowly, Xia Zhinian unwrapped the spicy sticks and ate them one by one.

"Good boy."

Yan Ci looked at him, his voice was very soft, echoing in the silent corridor, "I have a deep understanding of death."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

It may be a matter of life and death.

He waved his hand, "Nonsense."

"Da da."

There was a sound of footsteps not far away, and the lights on the other side were turned off and they approached this end.

Xia Zhinian looked up, the phone was suddenly taken away, his eyes went dark, and then his waist was buckled, and his whole body was lightened, and he was hugged by the waist.

In a blink of an eye, his back touched the wall, and the cold feeling made him tremble, and his eyes widened a little.

There are no vacant houses around here, just a little obstacle piled up with table legs.

"Yan Ci—"

He opened his eyes blankly in the darkness, but his lips were suddenly rubbed by the pulp of his finger, and the moist heat passed over his earlobe.

"Shh." The deep voice sounded softly, "Shut up, there is someone."

Xia Zhinian: "??"

His earlobe was touched by something warm, his whole body trembled suddenly, and he instinctively turned his head to hide.

Vision is blurred in the dark, and people can be vaguely seen.

"Well…"

The earlobe was suddenly pinched gently.

The boy's nerves tensed up, as if he had been pinched to a fatal point, his whole body tensed up, his heart stopped beating for a moment, and the blood rushed straight to the top of his head in an instant.

Eyes wide open, a muffled groan was held in the palm of his hand.

"There seems to be no one here." Someone whispered not far away.

"Go, go, it's cool."

"There will be no one who does not turn on the lights like us."

"Hush..."

Yan Ci covered the man's mouth with one hand, stared at the obviously red earlobes with lowered eyes, the corners of his lips curled into a smile, raised his hand, and fiddled with it lightly.

…moment.

The boy's almost undetectable tremors spread to his body.

"Good boy."

Those two or three people's footsteps were getting closer and closer, Xia Zhinian's eyes were dim, and the voice in his ears was soft and laughing, almost out of breath, as if surprised.

"The earlobes are so sensitive."

"?!"

Xia Zhinian was made to shrink his neck, trying to avoid it, his mouth was flattened, his lips brushed against his palm, and he tried to open his mouth open.

Aowu bit the flesh of his palm.

Let go of his ears!

There is little flesh in the palm, and it hurts a little from being clenched by the teeth, but you can also feel a little moist and warm in the palm.

The darkness is a kind of catalyst, and it also erases the cover of the day. Yan Ci blocked people in the corner, the corners of his mouth became more and more raised, and his smile was almost joyful.

"Da da, da da."

Footsteps approached.

The field of vision was pitch black, and Xia Zhinian's breathing was hot in his ears, and his earlobe was touched by something gentle and soft.

Accompanied by trembling, a hoarse voice fell into his ears lightly.

"...Good boy."

Yan Ci's voice was mixed with a pleasant and strange smile, and he whispered softly: "I'm so excited when you bit me."