Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Chapter 95 How Horror Games Become Idol Dramas
At the solemn dinner party, the players sat upright in fear.Always be on guard against the trap that may come back at any time, which may kill you.

And the villainous big boss who killed without blood, holding his chin with his hand, was molesting the little girl with a smile.

"Look," he smirked with a smile in his long and narrow golden eyes, softening the inhuman indifference on his body, "I have so many young talents here, men and women, you can choose."

Ling Chan smiled politely and said, "Thank you for the kindness of the city lord, I have no such plan for the time being."

The city lord blinked in surprise, "Could it be that you still plan to be a widow for him? We don't have such feudal habits in Thriller City."

"Isn't it just that your husband died?" He enlightened lightly: "You are so beautiful, anyway, there is no shortage of suitors, right? There are some heroes in the castle to save the beauty today."

Ling Chan frowned at the belittlement implied in these words, she lightened the expression on her face, and said nonsense: "My fiancé and I are childhood sweethearts, we are childhood sweethearts, and we have a deep relationship. I don't want to just find someone after he leaves. someone else."

She lowered her eyebrows, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes. With a little melancholy and firmness, she confessed to the dead man, "I don't have to get married, I only want to establish a marriage because it is him." .”

The city lord's golden eyes were dim, he paused, and then smiled: "But I heard that the best way for you humans to get out of an unsuccessful relationship is to start a new relationship."

"Is His Royal Highness the City Lord very concerned about my relationship issues? It seems that there is no need for this," Ling Chan emphasized in a cold voice: "This is my personal matter."

The city lord stopped smiling, his golden eyes shone coldly, and his aggressive aura dissipated.

Ling Chan didn't realize it, she said coldly: "Please respect the privacy of the city master."

There was silence.

The city lord's eyes weighed more than a thousand catties, and he was coldly pressing towards Ling Chan, his originally cold and thin face seemed even more inhumane, as cold and distant as the night in the sky.

But Ling Chan felt that he was about to fall into the noisy world, and would change from a bystander to an actor in the repertoire.

She had no fear at all, her face was indifferent, and she looked directly at the city lord.

half rate.

The city lord curled his lips and laughed, "Why are you so nervous?" He said lightly, "I hope my concern doesn't cause trouble to the lady."

The tense atmosphere dissipated.

Ling Chan also smiled, "Of course not, I am terrified by the care of the city lord."

A storm dissipated invisible.

……

After the dinner party, Ling Chan returned to her room and saw Nan Bowan waiting in front of his door.

If Nan Bo saw her, he would frown, "Why do you want to provoke the city lord? He asked you to choose, you can just choose one."

After a pause, he said a little embarrassedly: "We are teammates, and I can cooperate with you."

"No need," Ling Chan said indifferently, "I'm fighting for my life in the city of horror, not just to swallow my breath and live."

"Looks soft, but has a big temper." Nan Bowan raised his eyebrows strangely.

Ling Chan opened the door of her room, but she didn't intend to invite anyone in. She blocked the door and asked impatiently, "What are you doing here?"

"Why not," Nan Bowan took out a bottle of iodophor, a bottle of alcohol, and crumpled gauze from his pocket, "You hurt your knee in the flower bed today, those roses It’s weird, maybe it’s carrying some kind of virus, it’s best to deal with your wound.”

Ling Chan was taken aback, pushed back a step, and gave way to her seat. She turned around and said, "Come in."

Nan Bowan obviously didn't have the idea of ​​seeing no evil, he entered the door, and began to look around curiously, and he didn't shy away from it at all.

This bedroom is very big, the bed is very soft at first glance, more than two people can lie down, there is a bathroom and cloakroom next to it, except for no food, all kinds of daily necessities are readily available.

Nan Bowan rubbed his chin and said, "I haven't found any food anywhere, including the kitchen. It seems that this dungeon really only provides food for the daily dinner."

Ling Chan didn't want to discuss the copy with him anymore. She sat on the bed and lifted her trouser legs. On her white knees, there were a large area of ​​bruises and scratches. There were blood stains that hadn't been cleaned up completely.

Nan Bowan only felt that the wound was placed on the girl's white and tender skin, which was very abrupt and hideous.He frowned unconsciously.

Ling Chan raised her calf, and said very naturally: "Come here and help me apply the medicine."

Nan Bowan sat cross-legged on the ground, put Ling Chan's feet on his lap, supported the girl's calf with one hand, and held the medicine bottle he bit open with his teeth in the other hand, and was about to put it on Ling Chan's lap. fall.

A bottle of alcohol, just pour it.

Ling Chan: "...Are you serious?"

Nan Bowan raised his head in a daze, "I usually treat wounds like this?" He swore: "Don't worry, I measure and control very accurately, and there will never be too much waste."

Ling Chan couldn't help but raised her calf and kicked him. This kick was just like her whole body, soft and weak. scratch.

For some reason, he blushed, feeling a little embarrassed, and said, "What do you want to do? I'll listen to you."

Ling Chan glanced at the crumpled gauze in disgust, and asked Nan Bowan to go to his cloakroom and find a piece of fine cotton clothes that he hadn't worn.

Nanbo Wan went.

There are a lot of clothes in the cloakroom, and most of them are cute skirts with beautiful lace and bowknots. Nan Bowan can't help but imagine Lingchan's cute look in these clothes just by looking at them.

Nan Bowan was suddenly a little shy, his romantic cells that had been dead for more than ten years moved, and told him that this was a girl's cloakroom, he...his face was as red as a monkey's butt, and he touched the clothes one by one, and found I got the muslin clothes that Lingchan requested.

The clean muslin cloth was torn apart, first took a small piece, poured some alcohol on it, and gently pressed it on the girl's injured knee.

"Don't wipe it back and forth," Ling Chan emphasized: "I will die in pain!"

Nan Bowan nodded seriously, staring intently at the small and delicate legs in his hand, which even had a proper length to the knee bones, and tried his best to keep his hands precise and steady so that Lingchan would never feel any unnecessary pain.

After tossing and tossing for a while, the medicine was finished, and the knee was bandaged up with the remaining cloth, and Ling Chan started to chase people away.

Nan Bo looked back three times at every step, extremely reluctant to give up, but knew that he could not stay in the girl's boudoir, so he left obediently.

……

Ling Chan fell into dreamland.

Under the big banyan tree, she smiled and handed out half of the sticky and melted strawberry ice cream in her hand. Her boyfriend took it with a sigh as if he couldn't help her, and ate the half of the melted ice cream for her.

Chan made a proud smile.

The boyfriend looked at her indulgently, then suddenly lowered his head, and pecked her lips like a dragonfly.

In the shadow of the banyan tree, with his back to the light, only a pair of golden eyes were amazingly bright.

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