The Heartthrob Becomes An NPC In the Supernatural Live Broadcast

【Drink? ? ? ? 】

[The throat moves, and I can't vomit. 】

[Nanzhi Junior ————]

…

Come a step Monday night.

Half a step away, he saw Sunanzhi drink the grape juice with his own eyes.

He was about to cry on Monday, and he lost his mind for a moment, then stepped forward: "Senior... will you regret it?"

"I do it of my own free will."

drink it all!

I can't spit it out!

Sunan Zhixin said.

On Monday, he looked at Su Nanzhi's unrepentant appearance.

The heart is like crushed lemon candy, sour and sweet.

How can you do this for irrelevant people?

He is so kind, but he is like this!

I am very ashamed on Monday.

When Sunanzhi looked at Monday with a pair of penetrating and pure almond eyes, she smiled.

On Monday, finally unable to stand the inner condemnation, he covered his face and fled.

"Ah woo woo woo!!"

Sunanzhi: "?"

outside the game.

[Wuwuwu, how can there be such a kind senior? 】

[There is true love in the world, and there is true love in the world. 】

[Junior senior clearly knows the truth, but he still takes the risk, woo woo woo, what kind of little angel on earth is this! 】

[Crazy call for junior Nanzhi! ! 】

[Nanzhi Squad, assemble immediately and destroy the king's head! 】

[Wuwuwu, Senior Nanzhi will be fine today, right? 】

…

night.

The crow quacked.

In the distance, a small truck drove by Ton Ton, and Sunanzhi went down with a few newcomers to pick up the goods.

The driver is responsible for transporting fruits, vegetables and meat.

He was silent, put his things down, lit a cigarette beside him, and waited for the group to finish moving.

Sunanzhi looked at the driver carefully, and there was no one in his mind that matched him.

He realized that after his death, there were still people living here.

Su Nanzhi asked him, "Uncle, do you know who lives here?"

The uncle rubbed the cigarette **** impatiently: "It's a noble young master, and he is rich!"

Sunanzhi asked again, "Have you seen him? What does he look like?"

"What does he look like? Hiss... He's pretty and handsome, he's not tall, and he looks sick." The driver couldn't describe it. Got in the car.

Sunanzhi was sure that there were other people living here.

Still a little sad in my heart.

Did the foster father sell this place to someone else?

He asked again: "Then do you know the original owner here? Very gentle and handsome..."

He clearly remembered the appearance of his adoptive father.

Mature and gentle.

The eyes that looked at him were always gentle.

He was so gentle even when he killed him.

But...then you love your adoptive father, why do you want to kill him?

"I haven't seen it much, but I know that noble master. He was a kind man. He came to us to build a villa. Later, he moved in the noble young master and died!"

The driver looked behind the car and saw that the goods were all finished.

"I didn't do this business at first, because the owner gave me a lot of money, so I didn't take it." The driver touched the steering wheel twice, and the new player came over and said that everything was finished.

The driver nodded.

Probably seeing the good-looking child in front of him, he comforted him, "Let's go as soon as possible, I tell you, in this room..."

"Quack..." The crow flapped its wings and flew up, and the treetops rustled.

Dark shadows cast on the driver's face, gloomy and cold. .

A hoarse muffled voice stuck in the driver's throat: "...There's a ghost!"

·

night.

Sunanzhi went into Gu Jingshuang's room as usual.

The first time it was born, the second time it was cooked, and the third time Sunanzhi could sit on Gu Jingshuang's bed and patted the bedside: "Come up quickly."

Gu Jingshuang didn't come up. He came out of the shower, wearing a large nightgown, with his legs crossed, reading foreign books on the sofa.

"You go to sleep first." Gu Jingshuang turned a page, and Su Nanzhi touched it and looked at it. The dense foreign language made his pupils hurt.

Gu Jingshuang glanced at the boy's wrinkled face: "Can you read it?"

"...Yes! Of course it will!" Su Nanzhi, who was a dead duck, pretended to flip out a foreign book and looked at it with a straight face.

Gu Jingshuang lowered his eyes, and the warm light made his sickness soothed.

Sunanzhi looked sideways at Gu Jingshuang from the dense foreign language.

The other party's outline is clear and deep, and the features are handsome and sparse. In the sunlight, even the drooping eyelashes have a gentle breath.

Turning over the yellowed pages with his slender fingers, he twisted the pendant and said lightly, "That's great. I just started learning, and I can't understand most of it. Can you teach me?"

"...Hmm!" Su Nanzhi's face was slightly red, he accidentally told a small lie, and was about to refuse, and raised his eyes to meet the other party's lonely expression.

The other party has no friends.

There are few people who speak.

When other people enter the dungeon, they must be chatting with their roommates all night.

But he didn't have anyone in front of him, he didn't even have anyone to talk to, and everyone was far away from him.

Sunanzhi's heart softened.

Although he can't, he can learn first and then teach.

So when his forehead was hot, he agreed.

"If you have a chance, I will teach you."

Gu Jingshuang gently hooked her lower lip and said softly, "Well."

In horror games, there is no other distraction.

Sunanzhi was reading a book with Gu Jingshuang in the room.

He couldn't sit still on the sofa, and after a while, his limp body began to slide down.

He rested his head on the armrest of the sofa, and within ten minutes, the foreign text fell to his face, and he was already asleep.

Gu Jingshuang put the book down and rubbed the center of her eyebrows twice.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the boy fell onto the bed, and the quilt was slowly covered.

Gu Jingshuang sat on the edge of the bed and lifted a corner of the quilt to reveal the fluffy "puppy".

His eyes sank, and he snorted softly: "Oh, if the mere avatar spell can't handle it..."

"What do you want."

the other side.

Wang Xingzhi is monitoring everything.

He can sit in this position today, in addition to being ruthless, the props in his hand and his own characteristics are excellent. The "Fate Card" he was using was a one-time utensil brought from a certain copy, and the person whose name was written would be presented as a Q-version villain.

Now, the Q version of Sunanzhi is leaning on her belly, hula-la sleeping soundly.

The appearance is basically the same as the original owner, but the cheeks are rounder, showing a childish state.

A "life card" is worth tens of thousands at least, and Wang Xingzhi's flesh is aching.

Reaching out and touching Xiao Nanzhi's cheek, the other party mumbled, turned over and hugged his fingers.

It's obviously just a model, but it feels so warm to the touch.

12 midnight.

The thunderclouds were densely covered, and there was a faint flash of lightning passing by, leaving a pale amazement.

A flash of lightning flashed.

Xiao Nanzhi woke up suddenly and started to walk out.

Wang Xingzhi followed Xiao Nanzhi.

Today, he wants to see the flaws in Su Nanzhi's body!

Xiao Nanzhi waved her small wings, led him through the dark corridor, and stopped at the end of the road.

"Arrived?" Wang Xingzhi frowned.

Xiao Nanzhi couldn't speak, nodded, and pointed to the end with a finger the size of a soybean.

Wang Xingzhi was silent, and he approached with a dark face.

The lightning group finally exploded, and the light shone in front of it in an instant.

[…Isn’t that a wall? 】

【Grass? ? ? ? ? Senior Nanzhi entered! ! 】

[Why are the Kings standing there! Dig people out while it's hot! ! 】

【senior---】

...

When Sunanzhi opened her eyes, she found that she was no longer in bed.

The surroundings were thick and irreversible black, and the air was foul, sticky, and full of dust.

People with sensitive nasal mucous membranes like Sunanzhi want to sneeze whenever they get dusty.

Resisting the sneeze, Su Nanzhi gradually adapted to the darkness.

"Hello? Anyone?" Su Nanzhi swallowed and rubbed her itchy nose.

He touched the wall and found a pale head.

Sunanzhi was so frightened that she could not make a sound, and a layer of cold sweat oozes from her forehead.

He closed his eyes, trembled all over, and comforted himself with tears in his heart.

do not be afraid.

What's so scary about ghosts?

He is a ghost too!

Ah woo woo, the ghost turned out to be me! !

Just when Sunanzhi was in shock, a hand slowly fell on his shoulders.

Sunanzhi: "!!"

At this moment, in the ink-like darkness, a pale figure slowly appeared.

He dragged his hair, and there were two tears of blood hanging on his face. Looking carefully, there were no eyeballs.

The **** hand gently rubbed against Su Nanzhi's shoulder, as if piercing his flesh and blood at any time.

A strange smile appeared on the ghost's pale face.

"Hee hee~ Welcome to my studio."

outside the game.

[Yi Da, smiles powerfully. 】

[Ghost, dangerous. 】

[Senior Nanzhi is too calm! Love love love! 】

[Wuwuwu, this ghost has no eyes! Well, I have grown-up shades! 】

[It's time to witness the abilities of the junior Nanzhi! looking forward to! 】

…

Sunanzhi didn't open his eyes, he didn't dare to look at the "ghost head" he touched just now.

Hearing a voice in his ear, he suddenly stopped panicking.

"Is this a studio?"

studio.

Sunanzhi is the most familiar place.

There are many studios in the castle, each with different furnishings.

From childhood to adulthood, he is inseparable from the stirring of various colors of paint and the graceful posture of his adoptive father's paintings.

"Hehe, this is the studio~" The Eyeless Ghost's hands slowly stroked Su Nanzhi's slender neck.

Just twist it lightly and it will break.

Sunanzhi took his hand in turn, and the Eyeless Ghost was stunned.

The palm feels warm, smooth and delicate.

Su Nanzhi squeezed his hand: "Your hands are so cold, you must be in poor health, I will keep you warm, can you help me see what is next to me?"

"...It's a statue." Although the Eyeless Ghost has no eyes, he knows what's here too well.

The opponent's palm was tightly squeezed, and the temperature passed over was very hot, and it was loosened at this time.

The other party is not afraid of him.

The corners of the Eyeless Ghost's mouth widened.

He took Su Nanzhi's hand and let him sit on the stool.

"Hee hee, let's play a game."

Sunanzhi asked, "What game?"

He felt the other man sit him on the ottoman and walk to the far end of the room.

After knowing that the thing just now was not a ghost, Su Nanzhi slowly opened her eyes.

It was dark all around, and he couldn't see clearly.

Only the silhouette of the figure that is far away from the drawing board can be seen.

Slim and delicate.

is a teenager.

The boy picked up the paintbrush and began to adjust the paint.

"Hee hee~ I'll draw you a picture, you can't move~"

His voice was sombre.

"If you move, you will be punished."

[Brilliant Klass. The Blind Ghost's Portrait of the Great God - I don't know whether to live or die! 】

[…Brother Ghost, do you really know how to draw? 】

[Blind brother: Picasso in the ghost world. 】

[You can't see it anyway, so just draw it~]

…

The paint is twisted and displayed on the drawing board, and there is no beauty at all.

And Su Nanzhi bit her lip with an expression she couldn't hold back.

Woohoo, my nose is so itchy, I really want to sneeze!

Sunanzhi twitched her nose and finally couldn't help but let out a loud and clear sneeze, "Ah!"

The eyeless ghost's painting movement stopped, and his face instantly collapsed.

"Disobedient child."

"To be punished!"