The Heartthrob Becomes An NPC In the Supernatural Live Broadcast

With a "bang" sound, the thunder outside rolled to the ground.

The thunderbolt group exploded the flowers and swept past.

Sunanzhi hurriedly covered her ears and closed her eyes tightly, her eardrums crushed the "rumble" thunder, and she didn't hear what the other party said at all.

The ghost stretched out his sharp nails.

Just pierce his skin lightly, and berry-colored blood spews out.

Grind the splendid blood and corpses little by little into the sad world of paintings.

How beautiful.

Thinking of this, the corners of Eyeless Ghost's mouth rose wildly.

"Hee hee~"

[Black toothpaste, fearless smile. 】

[Yi Da, smiles powerfully. 】

[Just so confident, I can't stop at all. 】

【senior--】

…

Su Nanzhi, who was unaware of this, felt a little cold when she heard the sound of rain in her ears.

He rubbed his thin pajamas and opened his eyes.

The eyes cannot adapt to the darkness, and the eyes are pitch black.

Su Nanzhi asked, "Is the painting ready? Can I see your painting?"

"...Uh." He reached out to Su Nanzhi and slowly retracted it.

His hands hung down naturally, he grabbed the corners of his clothes suspiciously, and clenched them tightly.

He bowed his head in shame, his long hair covering his face.

The blood and tears were covered in darkness, and only a pointed chin remained.

The Eyeless Ghost is not tall, about the same as Sunanzhi.

After his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw a "person" with black hair and drooping head, looking a little shy.

He must have been bad at drawing.

Sunanzhi said in her heart.

The adoptive father used to say that he could not draw one-tenth of his beauty.

Even a well-known painter like the adoptive father could not do it, and the people in front of him must be ashamed.

Su Nanzhi reached out and touched his head, comforting: "It's alright, let's take your time~"

Soft toned.

Soft and comforting.

The Eyeless Ghost clucked and giggled: "Do you really want to see it?"

If he dares to laugh, he will tear his tongue out.

Be a paintbrush.

Sunanzhi said, "Okay~"

·

A dense mass of color twisted wildly on the drawing board.

The color without aesthetics is scattered randomly on the paper.

【…Ah my eyes! 】

[A lot of money asks for a pair of eyes that have never seen the painting! 】

[You don't understand, this is the art of the blind, referred to as a few blind paintings! 】

[Senior - why are you still chatting? ? ? 】

[Fuck, as expected of you! 】

…

The oil painting is not dry yet, so it is impossible to judge what is being painted by touching it.

Sunanzhi laughed, and in his cheerful tone, the Eyeless Ghost's face was gloomy.

He put his sharp fingers in his mouth and bit his nails.

He actually laughed at himself!

Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell! !

go to hell!

The Eyeless Ghost stretched out his wet hands toward the opponent's thin back—

In fact, it was so dark that Sunanzhi couldn't see clearly.

But only one thing, he is very clear.

"You must like painting very much, right?" Su Nanzhi turned around and grasped his hands, her pupils glittering in praise: "I can feel your enthusiasm, your expectations, and your soul from it. "

Sunanzhi felt the other's cold fingers, which were very wet and damp.

"A different temperature than your cold fingers, in your paintings."

Eyeless Ghost:…

The Eyeless Ghost was stunned.

"Really?"

Sunanzhi said, "It's more real than pearls!"

Eyeless Ghost: "What is the temperature?"

Sunanzhi thought for a while, and sealed the conclusion: "Love!"

The Eyeless Ghost took a deep breath.

is love.

Love.

longer than years.

hotter than fire.

The Eyeless Ghost grabbed his hand tightly.

When excited, layers of water seeped out.

Sticky and wet.

Cold and bone-chilling.

He opened his mouth: "I..."

Sunanzhi: ?

The Eyeless Ghost moved his hands.

Sunanzhi smiled and said, "I see! Do you feel that your hands are sweating too much, which affects your holding of the pen?"

【? 】

【? ? 】

[God's **** sweaty hands! 】

【As expected of you! 】

…

The Eyeless Ghost groaned, nodded sullenly, and accepted it.

Su Nanzhi pulled out her hand and patted his shoulder.

"Don't worry, I have a lot of useful props here! There are special ones for sweaty hands, which are cheap and easy to use."

"I'll swipe your code, it will arrive in three seconds~"

[Fuck, this is the first time I've seen a vicious ghost when I've grown up so big, and behaved like a kindergartener in front of him! 】

[I've become a fan, the junior Nanzhi's charm is too high! 】

[Showdown, I am moved! 】

After giving the medicine for sweating hands to the eyeless ghost.

The eyeless ghost held the medicine and trembled all over, mostly moved.

Su Nanzhi patted him on the shoulder and encouraged: "You have to work on painting in the future~"

The Eyeless Ghost said in a sullen voice, "Will you still let me draw you in the future?"

Sunanzhi said, "You can come to me anytime."

The Eyeless Ghost was silent for a while.

Suddenly laughed.

"Then come with me."

Let's go to **** together!

Sunanzhi was still studying the drawing board, and didn't notice the sudden explosion of the eyeless ghost.

The Eyeless Ghost opened his **** mouth and tried to swallow Su Nanzhi in one bite.

【senior---】

【Back ah ah ah ah ahhhhhhhhhhh——】

When it was too late, a black mist came.

【Who? 】

【I can't see it anymore! It's all black! 】

[Senior Nanzhi skills? 】

Sunanzhi felt that her waist was pinched.

He fell into someone's arms.

The surroundings are a little darker.

Sunanzhi's eyes were sparkling.

"It's you, big brother!"

The man in black didn't say anything, just a look.

The Eyeless Ghost gritted his teeth viciously, retracted his mouth, and disappeared into the studio.

"I'll be back!" When the smoke cleared a little, the eyeless ghost said a standard defeat line and disappeared.

The black mist dissipated, and Su Nanzhi had returned to the room.

[Senior Nanzhi is so strong! ! 】

【Gentle and strong! ! It's my favorite! ! 】

【Ah ah ah, I have fallen in love! 】

·

Sunanzhi fell into a deep sleep.

Sometimes hot, sometimes cold.

It was probably because the cold wind had been blowing for too long yesterday, and he had a cold when he woke up.

He stared blankly and asked the system, "Mr. System, do ghosts catch colds too?"

The system said: "You are not a ghost now."

Sunanzhi fell asleep in a daze.

"Get up, take a temperature." Gu Jingshuang took the thermometer and helped her up.

Sunanzhi opened her eyes and saw a dazed figure.

Black hair, shirt.

The silhouette is gentle.

For a moment, he thought he saw his foster father.

"Hold..." Brother Jingui opened his arms habitually, his blushing cheeks covered with blush.

Change the attitude of the past.

He is sticky and willful, coquettish and mischievous.

"Hug~" Sunanzhi said.

Gu Jingshuang had a dark face, looking down at the sticky little ghost.

Gee.

"Don't be spoiled." Gu Jingshuang frowned.

Sunanzhi tilted her head: "Don't kill me."

Gee.

Dare to challenge him.

The little devil who is not afraid of death!

Gu Jingshuang couldn't twist him, picked him up, and took his temperature.

The temperature is a bit high.

After taking her temperature, Sunanzhi fell asleep with her eyes half closed.

I didn't sleep well this time.

Talking nonsense, still sobbing vaguely.

Gu Jingshuang didn't intend to control him.

Anyway, it's a ghost, I'm not afraid of this cold and cold.

Just let it go naturally.

The empty room looked empty without the sound of the little goblins.

Gu Jingshuang read two pages of the book and heard the little ghost cry sadly.

I listened a little attentively.

The little ghost whimpered: "Yi, righteous father...why do you want to kill, kill me..."

Gu Jingshuang accidentally folded the page.

He lifted his eyelids and said coldly, "Stupid."

·

Liu Moli, Wang Xingzhi and others received the news immediately.

Sunanzhi is ill.

"How come you are so sick?" Liu Moli asked.

She was worried, she pretended.

She could not wait to set off firecrackers.

108 sounds in unison.

She was happy and didn't forget to maintain her character.

"Do you want me to make something for the entrance and serve it to him?"

Wang Xingzhi never interfered in Liu Moli's affairs.

"as long as you are happy."

Last night, he had been listening outside.

He heard a low whimper from the Q version of Xiao Nanzhi.

He couldn't help but wonder.

Did he guess wrong?

Isn't Sunanzhi a big guy?

Otherwise, why be scared like that.

But it seems he adapts quickly.

Fear soon disappeared, but very happy.

Wang Xingzhi was even more puzzled.

So, fear is clearly ***!

He, Sunanzhi, is not afraid of anything at all!

Thinking of this, Wang Xingzhi gritted his teeth.

So what happened to his cold?

When the battle between heaven and man in Wang Xingzhi's mind, Liu Moli cooked the porridge and planned to give it to others.

Wang Xingzhi said, "I have cold medicine here. I'll go up and have a look with you."

He wants to see if this guy is pretending!

A few minutes later, two people came to his room and found no one.

With a dark face, Liu Moli knocked on Gu Jingshuang's door.

Gu Jingshuang said coldly, "Is something wrong?"

With his thin body blocking the door, there is an unspoken pressure.

Wang Xingzhi couldn't help but look at Gu Jingshuang.

It is said that Gu Jingshuang has lost his health over the years, and he actually entered the dungeon to seek medicine.

Judging from the ill look in front of him, the rumors are likely to be true.

Wang Xingzhi sneered in his heart.

Gu Shen, the majesty has been around for a few years.

When his body completely collapses, he still has the capital of a fart.

Oh no, he also has a bunch of stupid faith fans.

Wang Xingzhi covered his expression and said, "I have cold medicine here."

Liu Moli's face was the same as the palette.

"I'm here to give him something to eat, Junior Nanzhi."

Gu Jingshuang reached out: "Give it to me, I'll take it in."

Liu Moli's face was very ugly, because she was determined not to let her in.

Wang Xingzhi said, "Actually, we still have something to ask the senior Nanzhi."

At this moment, Sunanzhi's spirit is better. Hearing that someone wants to ask him something, he asks Gu Jingshuang to let them in.

It's okay if he didn't speak, but the expressions of the three people in front of him changed as soon as he spoke.

Liu Moli ate a jar of aged vinegar.

Tears could not be held back.

Wang Xingzhi was amazed.

Is this still the impersonal and frosty Gu Jingshuang?

Could it be... the two are actually personal friends!

Grass!

Gu Jingshuang pursed her lower lip.

Ah.

A kid who is not afraid of death.

How dare you ride on his head!

But looking at Su Nanzhi's ill look.

Gu Jingshuang opened the door and said coldly, "Come in."