Xiang Jiangming stood up, grabbed Zhou Ran's hand, lowered his head and kissed: "I love you too."

The two "guests" cannot be hated by their masters at this moment, nor can they be regarded as something bright. When they saw this scene, they all turned around and made a look of indifference.

In the live broadcast room, the barrage was quiet for a second.

It only took a second, and then it was completely fried.

[Xiaomianhao: Is it kissed? Did you kissed?!!

Huohuo:!! Is there anyone? Did you kiss me? I can't believe my eyes

Apulu: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Je: Fucking till

Clown: Damn, I've made a CP!

Love Shanghai Blue: I am complete, the mother and the father are finally together!!

Fairy Shan: Ahhhhhh, I can bend down and kiss me, it's so flirtatious

Star Cup: When the young lady downstairs said she was her boyfriend, I thought she was acting

I don’t eat vegetarian food today: Yes, yes! I also thought I was acting, I thought the young lady said that because she was so angry with Qin Qin!

...

Not serious: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Qingfeng and style: Announcement of love

Qingfeng and style: But ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Luke:999999999]

The barrage first screamed, then overwhelmed blessings. Finally, it was a cheer and asked them to kiss one!

Xiang Jiangming lowered his head and wanted to kiss him again.

Zhou Ran: "Okay, the time is coming."

Xiang Jiangming paused for a moment, revealing a little disappointment. Zhou Ran smiled, touched Xiaohua, and privately sent a message to Xiang Jiangming: "Go out and make up for it."

Xiang Jiangming's eyes lit up again.

It's about to arrive at one o'clock.

With a click, the short arm moved a square, and the dried-out meat on the floor became active again, making a strange wail.

A cup of coffee appeared in front of Xiang Jiangming, and the strong wind roared again.

Xiang Jiangming took a sip of coffee and waved, "Go out."

Zhou Ran walked to the door and indeed opened the door lock.

After the three of them left, the door closed heavily again.

Xiang Jiangming sat beside the bed, looking vigilantly at the window, ready to see what was going to happen for a while.

With a thud, the window frame cracked a few cracks, and the strong wind blew into the room. With raindrops, a woman appeared in the room.

As soon as the woman came in, the arms on the roof left and shrank to avoid them. She walked straight towards Xiang Jiangming, holding the glass to try to scratch his arm.

But no matter how hard this woman tried, she could not get close to Xiang Jiangming. It seemed that there was a barrier to separate them. She was unwilling to give up and shouted angrily and frantically until her throat was hoarse, but Xiang Jiangming still sat in front of her intact.

Xiang Jiangming: "Your name is Xiao Luoer?"

The woman threw the glass on Xiang Jiangming's face, but failed.

Xiang Jiangming tried to comfort her: "Stop trying, you can't kill me today. Maybe what you have experienced, can I help you?"

Xiao Luoer was stunned for a moment, then shouted louder.

She started to be a little crazy, her mouth was full of cursing words. She seemed to go crazy as she cursed, and she scratched the broken glass on her body. The glass cut the flesh and blood gushed out, but she didn't know the pain yet, and continued to pierce glass on her body.

Xiang Jiangming saw countless broken and twisted self in her.

He bent down, retching for a moment, his skin trembled with a tingling sensation.

Xiao Luoer pierced her body until there was no good meat, and even the skin on her face was covered with glass. After she finished doing this, she cried and laughed a few strange laughs. She glanced at Xiang Jiangming viciously, turned around and left the room.

Zhou Ran opened the door, and the bloody smell in the room was so strong that it was scary.

Zhou Ran: "What's wrong with you?"

Xiang Jiangming said it was okay, "It's quite late. Nothing should have happened again tonight. Let's go back to the room to rest for a while."

Zhou Ran: "Okay." She looked at the corners of his eyes that were hung down due to fatigue, and was a little worried: "I'll be with you."

Xiang Jiangming looked a little weak: "Farewell, we'll go back to our room. What if something goes wrong?"

Zhou Ran felt that he had something wrong with him, so she shook her head and said, "No."

Zhou Ran insisted on being with him, but Xiang Jiangming could no longer hide. The two returned to the room at the beginning, lay side by side on the big bed, then turned off the headlights, leaving only one at the head of the bed.

Xiang Jiangming first lay flat. After a while, he thought Zhou Ran was asleep and his body shrank slightly.

He looked at his arm through the moonlight.

There was no wound. But he always felt that his body was covered with glass, and the pain was very real, and the woman was staring at him.

Zhou Ran woke up for some time, stretched out her hand and hugged Xiang Jiangming through the quilt: "President Xiang, what's wrong?"

Xiang Jiangming: "It's okay, let's go to bed."

Zhou Ran: "Tell me what I saw just now."

Xiang Jiangming: "Didn't I say it again tomorrow? That scene is a bit..."

A little thrilling.

Moreover, Xiang Jiangming felt that although he escaped from that room, Xiao Luoer seemed to have added some kind of curse to him.

Sharp glass slags, miserable red blood...

He really won't die, but the pain is real.

Zhou Ran: "Tell me, I'm not afraid."

Xiang Jiangming told Zhou Ran about Xiao Luoer's slapping glass on him.

Zhou Ran felt that his voice was a little unstable when he was speaking, so she stood up and turned on the headlight, frowned and said, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Xiang Jiangming: "Maybe the impact is too strong, so I should just sleep for a while, I..." He said, wanting to pull Zhou Ran's hand and let her lie down.

But when his hand touched Zhou Ran's palm, a bloody color suddenly broke into his sight. Zhou Ran's palm was cut by a sharp thing, and the blood stagnated for a moment and rushed up instantly.

Xiang Jiangming yelled, feeling distressed and wanted to come over to check it out, but he was afraid that he would hurt her again, so his arms retracted, and his eyes were unstable.

Zhou Ran told him not to worry, then took out the medicine from his backpack and drank it, and gave him some more.

Zhou Ran: "Is it better?"

Xiang Jiangming shook his head and looked at the palm of his hand and the skin elsewhere: "I seem to be like her, with glass growing under his skin."

Zhou Ran: "Is there any solution?"

Xiang Jiangming leaned against the bed, his voice became weaker and cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He said: "I guess she used this curse because she hated the rest of the crew, and pierced glass on her body. It was for, for..."

Every time he said something, the skin under his throat seemed to be cut by a knife.

Zhou Ran frowned and stopped him: "I'll say."

She continued Xiang Jiangming's words: "It's for those cameras."

"Someone in the crew was monitoring her and peeping at her every move. She discovered it, but she couldn't stop it. So she stitched glass on her body and acted as a mirror to let the monitor see his ugly face clearly."

The glass grew under the flesh, and Xiang Jiangming nodded with difficulty.

Zhou Ran: "I understand."

The hotel is full of mirrors.

There were no mirrors installed in the room, but the hall and public areas were full of strange mirrors. When Zhou Ran first came in, she felt something was wrong, and now she finally found the reason.

Zhou Ran: "I knocked them all, it should be fine."

After Zhou Ran said that, she helped Xiang Jiangming lie down, and a few more blood marks appeared on her hands. She didn't feel it hurt too much, so she took off a stool and held it in her hand.

Xiang Jiangming looked at the little girl's actions and couldn't help but remember when they met at school later.

The girl was wearing white pajamas, her thin calves were white and straight, and a pair of soft deer antlers hung on her head. She was also small, but her aura was not inferior to the boys standing downstairs watching the fun.

She walked towards him with a stool, raised her head and looked at her, her eyes full of cold hostility.

Now, time passed and summer turned into winter. When she picked up the legs of the stool, she stood by the bed and looked at him with worries in her eyes.

The two figures suddenly overlapped, and Zhou Ran lowered her head and said to Xiang Jiangming: "Hold on for a while, I'll be back soon."

Xiang Jiangming nodded and closed his eyes.

The glass was still growing, and even had its flesh and blood dripped down the sheets.
Chapter completed!