This call is already the deadline and we can no longer continue playing. Otherwise, the adults should be really angry. The anger of adults is not so easy to bear.
Yan Chen stood up, scratched his hair, pulled up his clothes, looked at the milk on the table, picked it up and drank it in one gulp, then licked the remaining milky white at the corner of his mouth.
"Then, Xiaoxiao, how are we going to kill you? As a friend, I will try to be gentle." Putting down the cup, he grabbed the iron bar on the side, put it on his shoulder and walked out.
From a distance, Mr. Ge stood in another room and looked at him: "What is that kid talking to himself? It seems that he became more motivated after answering a phone call."
Mr. Ge didn't pay much attention to anything. He sighed and went to work on his own things.
In the bathroom, Mu Xiaoxiao was taking a shower. Water was sprinkled on her body. Huh? It seemed like the phone was ringing? She turned off the shower and listened quietly. Sure enough, a phone was ringing.
Pulling the towel around herself, she walked out in two or three steps, quickly ran to the bedside, picked up the phone, and connected! She just had time.
"Hello?"
"Xiaoxiao, it's me."
"Huh? Yanchen?" Xiaoxiao leaned on the bedside. It was rare for this guy to call.
"Xiaoxiao, I'll be waiting for you at a place. If you have something to do, come over quickly."
"Come here? Where are you going? The killer hiring center?"
"No, just come over anyway."
Xiaoxiao sat on the bedside in confusion, where did Yanchen want her to go? Before she could ask clearly, the phone hung up. As soon as she turned off the phone, she received a text message from Yanchen.
It says an address on it.
Wiping her wet hair with a towel, why did Yanchen want her to go here? Could it be that there was another task that she needed to participate in? It seems that he would not do such a thing according to his character.
Forget it, Yan Chen must have asked her to come over because he had something to do, so he might as well go there.
She changed her clothes, tied the short knife on the side of her thigh as usual, and used a hairdryer to dry her hair. She looked at herself in the mirror, with her long black hair parted in the middle. It almost reached her waist, and her hair unknowingly became
It had grown so long. She put down the hair dryer and without staying any longer, she packed it up and hurried out the door.
It was afternoon now, and the sun was very strong. She had just taken a shower, and she started sweating soon after she went out. According to the address indicated by Yanchen, she came here.
Standing at the door, she looked up and saw that it was a private house. Where is this? Yan Chen asked her to come here.
Walked to the door and rang the doorbell.
There were two ding-dong sounds. The door opened. She pushed the door curiously and went in. When she saw the furnishings in the living room, her eyes lit up. The room was very empty. There were only some simple furnishings, and it seemed that no one had lived in it for a long time. The place also looked very empty.
Silence.
"Yanchen?" she called.
"Xiaoxiao, you're here so soon." A man walked out from a corridor extending from the living room. He was wearing a T-shirt, with messy hair covering his left eye. He looked very lazy. Isn't this Yan Chen?
.
Xiaoxiao then walked into the living room with confidence. She looked around: "Where is this? Why did you invite me to this place?"
"My home." Yanchen said lazily and fell down on the sofa.
"Your home? Don't you have a home?"
"Well... you can say that, but this is a new home. Let's not talk about it for now, Xiaoxiao, why do you think I asked you to come here this time?"
"For what?" He walked to the sofa and looked at Yan Chen in confusion.
The corner of his mouth curled up: "For a very important thing, and this important thing requires your cooperation, Xiaoxiao."
"Should I cooperate? I won't do it." She immediately turned around. What Yan Chen said was definitely not a good thing.
Yan Chen fell on the sofa and rolled back and forth: "Ah, I'm so sad. Xiaoxiao is so stingy. She refuses to agree to such a small request. Didn't she say we were friends before?"
friend……
Xiaoxiao wiped her sweat and frowned: "What do you mean, what do you want to do?"
Yan Chen jumped up from the sofa and said, "It's very simple. I suddenly want to paint, Xiaoxiao, please be my model."
"Ah? It's just this kind of thing. I thought it was a big deal. Okay, what do you want from me?" She agreed readily.
Yanchen walked up to Xiaoxiao, smiled lazily, and walked towards another corner of the living room. There was a step. There was an easel on the step. There was also a chair not far away.
Looks very professional.
After leading her over, Yan Chen glanced at the chair: "Sit there."
"Oh, okay." Without thinking too much, she walked over and sat on the sofa. Tsk, the sofa was of very good texture and quite comfortable. Then she said, "I can just sit there?"
Yanchen walked to the easel and looked at Xiaoxiao with a smile: "Xiaoxiao, your hands should be placed on the chair, your feet should be placed together, and you should sit upright."
Sit down according to his instructions: "Are you going to draw an ID card picture for me? Sit so upright!"
"Ha..." Yan Chen just smiled. There was a sharp flash in his exposed eye.
What is he laughing at? Speaking of which, I didn’t know that Yanchen actually had a hobby of painting, but why did he ask me to be a model? If you want to draw characters, just take any photo. Isn’t there some conspiracy?
It's a trick.
Swallowing her saliva, Xiaoxiao was thinking about it when she heard two clicks. Two iron rings suddenly popped up from where her hands were placed on the chair to fix her hands on the sofa. At the same time, two iron rings popped out from where her feet were placed.
Two iron rings also fixed her feet.
Huh?
Huh? What is this? Mu Xiaoxiao frowned and looked at her hands and feet that were fixed on the chair. She was almost dumbfounded. She moved her wrists and ankles hard, but they were trapped tightly and couldn't move at all.
"Yanchen! What are you doing?" Xiaoxiao looked at Yanchen anxiously, why did he tie her to the chair? And it seemed that he had planned it in advance.
Yan Chen leaned gently on the easel and looked at Mu Xiaoxiao: "Because it's fun. Xiaoxiao, don't you think so? Besides, it makes painting feel interesting."
"Do you think this reason can really be explained? Is there anyone who draws like this? Yanchen, tell me, what exactly do you want to do?" She was not sure about her idea, but Yanchen was such a weird person,
It's not surprising that she did something like this, it was just that her body was fixed and she lost her sense of security.
"Xiaoxiao is so smart..." Yanchen smiled, and his originally leaning body slowly stood up straight. He picked up a paintbrush from the easel: "Actually, today, I am here to paint Xiaoxiao's last appearance."