A flash of silver suddenly hit Fangran's face, smearing it all!

After receiving a full force metal impact on the face, Fangran's nose suddenly became sore and tears came to his eyes. Then he quickly rolled down from the chair and used his special move - Caterpillar Dash without hesitation!

[Move Description: Caterpillar Dash! - This move is a trick that can only be used when the 'Mao Mao Ran' is in defensive form and has a strong survival instinct. Once this move is used, it will make the user's body extremely agile, making it

It has a terrifying power that makes one's speed soar by 0.0001%, like a dying struggle. Use with caution, use with caution]

Trying to escape from death by pretending to be dead!

Then 'Mao Maoran' was carried off the ground...

I was roughly thrown onto the bed by telekinesis...

The quilt wrapped around him again as tightly as before...

He rolled to the corner against the wall...

Then...

Snapped!

His face was smeared against the wall.

"Ah...hehe...there are stars...floating..."

In the end, he lay on his pillow with his eyes dazed and mosquito-repellent, but Fangran quickly woke up. His survival instinct strongly drove him, and he was about to arch his body and squirm forward quickly...

The black stockings stepped directly on the back of his head.

Fortunately it's not the heel... Pfft! Wait, that's not the problem here!

"Where do you want to go~?"

Ling's light golden pupils were flashing with a red light that was almost exactly the same as that of A-62. She stared at the struggling 'Mao Maoran' under her feet with a smile, and spoke with a 'gentle smile'.

Feeling a strong murderous aura above his head, Fangran (in defensive form) swallowed hard and was silent for a second.

Then he struggled hard and tried to save himself!

"Liar! Ling, you're a liar! You just promised me that you wouldn't do anything after I said it!"

Snapped!

As soon as 'Mao Maoran' started struggling on the bed, he felt the force coming from behind his head suddenly getting stronger, and the feet in black stockings kept grinding on the back of his head.

Well!

Fangran's face was suddenly pressed into the pillow. He didn't know whether it was because of the heat generated by the friction between his face and the pillow or some other profound reason. He felt that his face was a little hot now.

Phew, wait a minute, isn’t this posture very good? Why do I feel strangely happy... Bah, bah, bah!

I'm not a pervert like my brother!

And why do projections feel tactile?

o(///Д///)ツ┏━┓

Ling stared at the one who was tightly wrapped up in the quilt and struggling with a dark face. There was a slight blush on the side of the face that Fangran couldn't see. Although it was difficult to detect, Ling still accurately caught the flicker in Fangran's eyes just now.

, and then compared the directions...

This bastard!!

He gritted his teeth and thought, and then the more he thought about it, the angrier he became and stepped harder into the pillow. A dangerous smile hung on his delicate face, his voice was embarrassed, and his teeth seemed to be squeezed out:

"Yeah, I didn't do anything..."

Fang was almost suffocated and said: "..."

That's not what I meant, asshole!

(╯///Д///)╯┻━┻

Also, even if you are of mixed Asian descent, why do you, a foreigner, still play word games?

Because his face was pressed into the pillow, Fangran's angry roars could only be made in the form of "Uh-huh", but he was also pressed into the pillow, and Ling couldn't see a certain little coward because he was stepped on by a beautiful girl.

Stop the blush on your face.

In the resting room of the participants, a 'horrible' scene was taking place, in which the young man was rolled up in a quilt, and was stepped on the back of his head in shame by a girl with light blond hair, pressed into the pillow, and struggling in vain on the bed.
Chapter completed!