There are two girls in the room, the one with short hair is named Qiao Ya and the one with long hair is named Ji Zijun. Both of them are players.

It feels like the above sentence is nonsense. No matter how smart the NPC is, they will not have such a mind.

Didn’t you see that there are many crazy NPCs who are still laughing and hanging around Rose Street every day, shopping and eating, or they are strategically visiting various stores every day to check in at Aijia, just to get two free gifts every day, and they don’t know them at all.

Not only can't you take anything with you, but you also have to leave your life behind.

The atmosphere among the four people in the room was quite harmonious. Everyone came to this room to take refuge. Although it had a not-so-pleasant beginning, it was not too unpleasant. It was just a lot of creatures who didn't want He Xiaoman and the others to come in.

He Xiaoman and Feng Che understood the instinctive sense of territoriality and the large number of people that might increase unnecessary dangers.

After briefly introducing themselves to each other, the two girls raced against time to lie down in bed. This bed was timed.

Sure enough, everything is stolen.

Lying on the soft bed with the scent of roses, while the other two people can only sit in front of the coffee table, I have to say that there is a little bit of luck.

The only thing I wasn't satisfied with was that not far away, there was a flower blooming in the vegetative state of Yang Duanduan. She opened her mouth wide and let out the fragrance in such a terrifying way, and looked at them with a pair of eyes full of anger.

Feng Che was chattering to He Xiaoman about the arrangements for the rest of the night.

He would not call out the hammer unless necessary when outsiders were around. He would enter a period of weakness once midnight passed, which would last for five full hours. Feng Che tried his best to pretend as if nothing had happened, but in order to prevent the two women from becoming suspicious, why?

Xiaoman also wants to lie on the bed together.

Otherwise, it would be too abnormal for the two people together to be men lying on the bed to rest.

He Xiaoman calmly nodded slightly to express his support.

As the night progresses, the taste becomes more intense.

This is the moment when the skunks come out to use their smell to sting He Xiaoman again. Of course, compared to their methods of smelting others, being stink to death is already a happy ending.

Various strange sounds and strange activities in the hotel also began to occur one by one.

The four people in room 307 have already entered the check-in process.

It stands to reason that no one is used to seeing two or three people next to them while sleeping. However, after the two people on the bed tossed and turned for a long time, their strong psychological quality finally overcame the physical discomfort and their breathing gradually became even.

He Xiaoman curled up his legs and forced himself into the large armchair. Although it was not comfortable, it was better than sitting rigidly all the time.

On the other side, Feng Che was in more pain. The large armchair could not accommodate his height of 185cm and his long legs, so he had to place part of his long legs on the coffee table, and fell into a slumber aggrievedly.

The sounds of rough and thin breathing echoed one after another in the small single room. Now four people slept alone... Visiting half a person, his body turned into a beauty vase, and his arms and legs stretched out into branches. Yang Duanduan could only be considered half a person.

At this moment, her mission has been judged to have failed, but due to the special nature of this copy, she is prohibited from leaving the game world, and she still has to enjoy this extremely sour vegetative state.

She tried hard to stretch her branches and leaves close to the outermost wind, trying to pierce her thorns into his skin and draw out the fresh blood and flesh from him.

Anyway, she is dead now, and the most tragic ending is this. Why do these people, not only eat and sleep well, come to disturb her public execution and watch her embarrassment?

One piece, two pieces, one inch, two inches, the newly grown green branches and leaves began to move towards Feng Che's unconscious neck little by little, with clear goals, just like flowers facing the sun in spring.

In the silent night, no one noticed that the foursome were scrambling to rest. Yang Duanduan's already thin and aging cheeks and body were visibly withering. This was the result of efforts to promote the body's vegetative state.

Suddenly there was a noise on the long street. It seemed that two groups were fighting. The four people who were sleeping lightly were immediately awakened. They turned on the lights and stood in front of the window to look. However, they were a little far away. They could only see a group of people surrounding them.

The two groups were surrounded by women's cries, fists, kicks, and curses, as well as the dry voices of onlookers trying to persuade them to fight. After more than ten minutes, two bodies were dropped on the street, and two women from the losing team were captured by the other side.

, the onlookers gradually dispersed after discussing for a while.

Qiao Ya and Ji Zijun looked at each other with lingering fear. Qiao Ya said: "Really, there is no safe place anywhere. Let's just stay in the hotel. Today is the fifth day. We have the last two days to survive this time."

A special copy."

Ji Zijun didn't seem to like talking very much and just nodded silently.

"Brother Feng and Sister He, how many times have you done special dungeons? Are you always so perverted? This is really too difficult." Qiao Ya's voice was a little decadent: "Thinking that special dungeons like this will appear regularly in the future, I really

If you want to find a comfortable dungeon world, you can just live until you die."

Facing Qiao Ya's question, He Xiaoman didn't know how to answer, Feng Che was too lazy to answer, and the silence came awkwardly and abruptly.

"The rewards for special missions are generous, and you may also get some rare permanent props. The most important thing is that you don't want to die in this kind of world, right? It would be disgusting to become as disgusting as Yang Duanduan."

Seeing that neither Feng Che nor He Xiaoman had any intention of answering, it was difficult for Ji Zijun to say a few more words to comfort Qiao Ya.

Yang Duanduan was suddenly cueed: Are you polite?

She was already in a miserable state. It didn't matter that she died after failing the mission and had to be tortured. This stinky woman even dragged her out to whip her corpse.

Facing Yang Duanduan's increasingly fierce and vicious gaze, Qiao Ya cowardly stuck out her tongue, lifted the quilt and wrapped her head up. She had better take the time to rest.

After the lights were turned off by Feng Che, He Xiaoman was still standing in front of the window.

"The guys from the pastry shop and the gift shop next door came out and took the body away."

"You just know?" Feng Che, who was curled up in an armchair, sneered: "Then you might as well guess where all the corpses in the hotel went?"

"I'm just curious. I understand that the rose garden was taken away to be used as fertilizer, but the dessert shop and gift shop took away the corpse. What are they going to do?"

Qiao Ya, who had wrapped herself up like a silkworm chrysalis, suddenly covered her mouth and rushed into the bathroom, followed by a burst of retching.

"Brother Feng, Sister He, ugh...can you please stop talking about such...yuck...such disgusting and scary topics?"

Qiao Ya, who wiped the physiological tears from the corners of her eyes and vomited up her dinner, opened her big wet eyes and stared at Feng Che and He Xiaoman with a sad look on her face.

But as the fragrant smell in the air gradually increased, Qiao Ya's eyes suddenly became hot and lingering when he looked at Feng Che.

She just stared at Feng Che like that, getting closer to Feng Che little by little.
Chapter completed!