my gaming boyfriend

Chapter 473 Participating in the Show 16
They only know that the name of the game is "Sleepy Resentment", and they have no clue about following the story card step by step, and then getting the final mission props.

Wen Fengxi lifted his arms up a little bit to make Jiang Huaichu sleep comfortably: "I also have news here."

Jiang Huaichu: "What?"

"These jade pendants are the previous engagement items of a newlywed couple."

Jiang Huaichu asked: "Then this is a gift from the newlyweds?"

Wen Fengxi shook his head: "No, they are dead, these are relics, the plot card asked me to ask questions, I only know that the bride died very badly, her skin and flesh were gone, and the rest of the townspeople dared not say anything, and they didn't dare to ask. Can't ask anymore."

Jiang Huaichu: "..."

The ghost marriage team, the skeleton bride, the bleak and tactful lyrics.

Jiang Huaichu suddenly had a general plot idea in his mind, and then he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

She stuck her head in Wen Fengxi's arms: "Stop talking, don't talk, talk about it during the day."

Jiang Huaichu is usually a person who dare not come over to listen to the ghost stories told by her roommates in the dormitory. She is so timid. It has been almost 20 years, but she has not developed the courage, and she was pulled to participate in a horror show. This is on the same level as self-abuse.

Today's events made her exhausted, if she hadn't just heard the news come in, she would have fallen asleep.

Wen Fengxi saw that Jiang Huaichu really didn't want to hear it anymore, so he pulled the quilt down her neck and covered her, "Don't think about it, go to bed early."

"Okay." Jiang Huaichu turned his head in a daze, "...you've crushed my hair."

Wen Fengxi tilted his head back, and pulled Jiang Huaichu's hair aside.

Silk and satin curtains, mandarin ducks playing in the water pillows, intertwined and intertwined black silk, this is probably what the ancients said as a husband and wife, with no doubts about their love.

Holding the hand of the son and growing old together with the son has never been a vigorous relationship.

The next day, Zhou Hang came out of the room, stretched his waist in front of the big locust tree, and suddenly caught a glimpse of something strange under the big locust tree.

No red string, no blood, no clothes.

There is nothing, only the big pagoda tree, which cannot be hugged by two people, is rooted here, and the crown of the tree is densely covered like a huge parasol, covering a large area of ​​the sky.

Zhou Hang realized what was happening and walked around in front of the ancestral hall, and then walked over with a face full of excitement, and opened the door while talking: "I told you on the first day of the new year that all the red lanterns and red cloths in the ancestral hall in front were replaced with white..."

Before he could finish his sentence, when he opened the door, he saw Wen Fengxi sitting in front of the table making tea, his movements were smooth and smooth, and he looked like an elegant and noble person in ancient times.

Zhou Hang was confused: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I went to the wrong door..."

As soon as he closed the door, within two seconds, he suddenly came back to his senses, looked at his own room next door, and then at the room in front of him, thinking that it was right, it was this room.

Zhou Hang kicked the door open fiercely: "Fuck! When did you get into the room of the first year of junior high school!"

Jiang Huaichu came out of the room after washing up: "I came in last night, yes, Wen Fengxi wants to form a team with us."

Zhou Hang said sternly: "Impossible! It is impossible for me to form a team with him! Unless he kills me!"

Jiang Huaichu looked calm and calm: "Okay, then I will kill you. We had a good cooperation last night."

Zhou Hang: "..."

(End of this chapter)