As soon as these two things were taken out, the whole room was filled with an indescribable smell.

He Xiaoman: If I am wrong, please punish me with the law instead of torturing me with all kinds of tastes.

The original smell was rose scent plus rancid smell, but now it also adds the mixed smell of garlic, fennel and mothballs.

It feels like the smell in the house is not only irritating to the nose, but also a bit spicy to the eyes.

But the loving eyes of the two ladies towards Feng Che were much clearer, and obviously the effect was more targeted than the previous small injection.

It was probably because there were only two days left and no one wanted to use their trump cards in advance, so Ji Zijun didn't take them out at first.

In fact, if He Xiaoman and Feng Che were willing to leave this room, they could probably stay awake just by pricking their acupuncture points with silver needles.

Qiao Ya knew that Ji Zijun's mothballs required a lot of points to redeem, so he was very dissatisfied with Feng Che for being so picky just now.

So what?

He Xiaoman believed that in this kind of world, there was no such thing as first come, first served, and she would not feel guilty because Ji Zijun took two extra pills because of her and Feng Che's existence.

Although she has not really lost her conscience, in this world where you die or I die, there is no need to keep the Virgin Heart.

He Xiaoman has already participated in this kind of survival game copy once. Except for necessary battles, He Xiaoman feels that the only principle he adheres to is that he will not take the initiative to harm others.

Just like inside the hotel, the screams for help on the Rose Street gradually increased, and the four people in the room were no longer interested in getting up to watch the excitement.

It's better to sleep a little longer if you have that time. Everyone has a hunch that the last two days will definitely be spent in ecstasy.

The hotel has also become a thriller scene, with various killings and sauces unfolding in many rooms.

The beautiful rose brought by Yang Duanduan brought them a certain amount of blessing and also increased the effect of destroying the sky. Fortunately, the four people each came up with different methods, and the current situation is relatively stable.

A clear voice came from He Xiaoman's mind: "Are you ready? I'm going to start."

The two of them were now sleeping on the same bed and sleeping in the same quilt. The words Feng Che threw made He Xiaoman harden his fist instantly.

Seeing the playful smile in his eyes, He Xiaoman rolled his eyes. To be honest, he is also an old monster who has lived for countless years. Although Qiu Yan is moody and has a bad mouth, he is much cuter than Feng Che, an old and crooked monster.

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In this extremely rich and fragrant room, time seems to have become sticky. The screams of pain are accompanied by the ecstasy of soy sauce, which makes people feel that this moment of both heaven and hell will last forever.

night.

Endlessly.

It's despairing.

The people curled up on the armchair turned into Qiao Ya and Ji Zijun.

Unlike He Xiaoman and Feng Che who were wandering around casually, although the two of them were also huddled in the armchairs, one of them faced the northwest and the other faced the northeast with their backs against the floor-to-ceiling windows, so that they could monitor He Xiaoman and the two on the bed and have an unobstructed view of the door of the guest room.

At the same time, they can also take care of each other's backs.

This is the essential difference between experienced players and novices. Every detail adds up to a higher survival rate than novice players.

Although He Xiaoman didn't choose a bed, but now she was the one being visited to sleep, and there was Feng Che next to her. She was shamefully insomniac, so she quietly observed the movements of the two people on the armchair and Yang Duanduan.

You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.

He Xiaoman knew Feng Che's original position very well. If there hadn't been an emergency on the long street, the branches and leaves that Yang Duanduan was trying to stretch would have touched Feng Che.

Looking at the survivors, Yang Duanduan's eyes were full of viciousness with her mouth wide open, and He Xiaoman found that she was now haggard, old and ugly, as if she was consuming a lot of physical energy in order to grow rapidly.

She had spent so much of her energy to stand out and attack Feng Che. Even if she beat him to death, He Xiaoman would not believe that she came here to give warmth to Feng Che at the expense of herself.

He Xiaoman suddenly turned his gaze to the door, and Ji Zijun also looked at the tightly closed door almost at the same time.

There's someone outside the door!

Soon, a few thin metal wires were inserted into the almost tight crack of the door and moved skillfully, exactly the same as Feng Che's behavior before.

Unfortunately, the chain lock inside the door was cut off by Feng Che, so they could only watch helplessly as the person outside unlocked the door.

Of course, you can also hold up against the door to compare your strength.

He Xiaoman thought that their side might win, but it would be meaningless unless you stayed against the door all night.

They were probably players who had the same idea as them and wanted to come in to avoid the evil spirits.

So He Xiaoman didn't move, and Qiao Ya and Ji Zijun were as solid as a rock, with no intention of interfering.

Three or four thin metal wires flew up and down, and soon the door was heard to "click" from the outside. Two people walked in quietly, and then they saw three people staring at them. Strictly speaking, they were three and a half people.

, Yang Duanduan reluctantly squinted his eyes and tried to see who had another idea on her head.

The visitors turned out to be Su Xiangjun and Wei Yunfang.

But Wei Yunfang looked a little embarrassed. There was a cut on his forearm, and there were a few brown marks on his Qingkong blue tight jeans.

After the two people entered the house, they immediately locked the door. Su Xiangjun, still looking gentle and intellectual, smiled and greeted the four people in the house: "We just want a place to hide, so we won't disturb you."

Ji Zijun nodded: "It doesn't matter, I'm here anyway, but now in this situation you can only sit on the ground."

Su Xiangjun and the two saw that the small single room was now overcrowded. The bed was close to the north wall, plus the wardrobe and dressing table. Even if they could sit, there was only some space on the south side of the floor-to-ceiling window.

So the two of them looked at Ji Zijun and Qiao Ya apologetically, and said, "Then we sisters, let's sit here."

She helped the slightly pale Wei Yunwan sit on the ground, then looked at He Xiaoman and said, "Do you mind if I move the coffee table to the bed?"

He Xiaoman also shook his head and said he didn't mind.

One side is a wall and the other side is blocked by a coffee table, so the two people on the bed can only get out of bed from the foot of the bed.

In less than two minutes, Wei Yunfang began to turn red. Even Su Xiangjun was not spared. His cheeks were red, his eyes were full of spring, and several women were looking hungrily at the only sleeping man.

He Xiaoman suddenly felt that the person lying next to him was not Feng Che but Yudi Ge, an eminent monk from the Tang Dynasty.

"Yang Duanduan, it turns out you are the one who is causing trouble!"

Ji Zijun suddenly shouted angrily.

Several people immediately looked at the rose queen that exuded a rich fragrance.
Chapter completed!