Quick Transmigration:Report to the Host,You Have Been Attacked!

Although he forced himself not to think about things, but the more people do so, the easier it is to go against the other way.

What's more, I don't know what time it is at all. There is no clock in the dormitory.

Time does not know how long, isothermal and Yang feel sleepy, the window of the moon is a little thin.

He opened it up a little bit and let himself breathe more oxygen.

Make a big yawn and adjust your sleeping position to get ready for bed.

Close your eyes.

PATA.

A drop of something I didn't know fell on his face.

Wen Youyang's first reaction is that the roof is leaking.

He reached out to wipe his face, thinking that he could dry the water with his hands.

But when he touched it, he felt something was wrong.

Why is the water so sticky?

A wipe, not only did not wipe dry feeling, but also felt a paste face.

Warm and Yang suddenly opened his eyes, then on a pair of blood red eyes.

"Ah With a cry, he crawled down the bed, went straight to the wall and turned on the lights in the dormitory.

Xi Ying wakes up and sits up.

She saw warm and Yang running over her face covered with blood.

Wen Youyang looked flustered: "Lv Zhu, I just saw Zhang Jiaqi!"

Xi Ying looked at him: "how do you know she is Zhang Jiaqi?"

Wen Youyang said: "it is impossible for a normal person to stick it on the roof in that posture."

Although it was just a glance, Wen Youyang could see Zhang Jiaqi's posture clearly.

She's like a magnet, facing warm and sunny from the front and sucking tightly at the top of the room on the back.

She's not only red in her eyes, she looks red everywhere.

Wen Youyang thinks of her death, and is very sure that she is Zhang Jiaqi.

She twisted off a towel and handed it back to the bathroom.

Wen Youyang's mood calmed down a little, said a thank you, then took the towel to wipe his face.

"How come you haven't fallen asleep yet." Xi Ying asks a question that makes Wen Youyang's soul tremble.

He even felt that this issue was even more disturbing than facing Zhang Jiaqi.

"It's the first time I've come to this kind of place, I'm a bit uncomfortable, and I'm still a little bit aware of the bed," he said vaguely

"Then squeeze with me."

"OK, I'll squeeze with you What? " Wen Youyang suddenly realized something and asked in a very strong reaction.

Xi Ying thought he was very strange: "do you think you can sleep on it? This time, you are lucky not to fall asleep. If you fall asleep, I am afraid you are a corpse now. "

Wen Youyang Wen shudders from the bottom of his heart.

Yeah, if he's asleep, he won't feel anything dripping on his face.

That's a quick death.

Between living and avoiding the ambiguous feelings, he chose to live.

"As long as you don't dislike me, of course I'd like to sleep with the boss." Wen Youyang said.

Xi Ying stood beside the bed, leaning slightly on the ladder, and his dark eyes were staring at him.

"Warm and sunny, I never leave useless people by my side."

Wen Youyang is stunned.

What Lu Zhu meant by this was that he was useful to Lu Zhu?

"As long as you live long enough in a world of terror, sooner or later you will be like me. I think you are a potential stock, so you don't have to be so courteous and polite to me. "

Xi Ying's words make Wen Youyang's nose sour.

In the real world, Wen Youyang is not a person who is often praised so much.