The golden fingers of the death game are all beautiful girls

"Also, Mr. Yimo."

"Who are you with right now?"

"Well, according to my sixth sense."

"Cute girl?"

Tong Muxue is very smart, she knows that Yi Mo should not be able to escape from the Cang family, someone must have helped him.

Yimo showed an awkward smile and said, "You mean Qin Muhui?"

"Just her? There's no chance of catching me in this life!"

"It was indeed someone who helped him escape."

"But don't worry, it's definitely not a cute girl."

Yi Mo didn't realize that Shi Xinglan could have anything to do with being cute.

"A death game player, knowing that your boyfriend is good, and wants to take your boyfriend away, so I rescued your boyfriend!"

"Of course, the death game player's strength is not bad, and he is very good at intelligence."

"To be honest, I want to get out of the death game as soon as possible, so I will cooperate with her for the time being and see if I can find a way."

"Don't worry, your boyfriend is fine!"

Yimo spoke very easily, as if nothing happened.

Tong Muxue did not continue to entangle in this topic, but asked Yimo to pay attention to rest, eat more to replenish his body, and exercise if possible.

At that time, Tong Muxue had a sly gleam in her eyes, and she said this: "Hey, I don't want Mr. Yimo to be unable to get out of bed after an in-depth exchange when we meet next time!"

"At that time, I will feel distressed!"

Yimo patted her chest and promised: "Don't worry, I'm the only one who loves you!"

"Maybe who can't get out of bed!"

"In my opinion, the worst result is that they all die together!"

Tong Muxue laughed "puchi" when she heard the words: "It's not a war, so how can we use the idiom that we all die together."

Yimo: "It's not a war, but it's better than a war!"

"The battlefield is different!"

Tong Muxue: "Bah! You're so talkative!"

"Okay, okay, it's already 11 o'clock, I won't bother Mr. Yimo."

"rest early!"

"Don't go to other girls secretly at night!"

Yimo: "Don't worry, I won't look for you."

"Go to bed earlier, don't be too tired!"

"Tell me immediately if you have anything to do, don't force yourself."

Tong Muxue: "Well, I know, don't worry!"

"Okay, okay, hang up the video!"

Yimo: "You hang up first, ladies first!"

Tong Muxue: "Don't be modest about this kind of thing."

"Hehe, I really hope that after 10 years, Mr. Yimo will still be like this..."

"Then I'll hang up."

Yimo: "Hmm!"

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In Shangjing, Tong Muxue's room.

After Tong Muxue hung up the video with Yimo, she walked to the bed, took off the pajamas she was wearing now, and put on a very normal pajamas.

Walking to the window, opened the curtain a little, and looked out of the window quietly.

It is raining heavily in Shangjing at the moment, very heavy rain.

The Leng family's mansion is very large, and the lonely street lamp in the yard seems a little lonely in the rain.

And at this moment, her face was not as relaxed as before, with obvious tiredness.

The courses Ji Ran arranged for her were very full, and she would basically be busy from morning to night.

There are more lessons than Tong Muxue's when she was a child.

However, what I learn is very different from when I was a child.

Management, psychology, art of war...

There are even gun usage and ancient martial arts killing techniques.

With such complicated courses together, even if Tong Muxue has a strong learning ability, she will feel very difficult.

During this process, Ji Ran was always by her side, so that Tong Muxue was really unable to complain, and even worked harder invisibly.

Tong Muxue could tell that Ji Ran really wanted to make herself better.

only……

Tong Muxue didn't understand.

She always felt that Ji Ran was in a hurry.

Obviously he should be anxious, why does Ji Ran seem to be more anxious than himself?

Although Ji Ran was always expressionless and couldn't see any emotion at all, Tong Muxue felt this way.

Tong Muxue rubbed the center of her brows, her brain was indeed too tired, and it seemed that she shouldn't think too much about these unreasonable things, so she recalled that in the video just now, her boyfriend was blushing and embarrassed.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and Tong Muxue's slightly tired face was a little more radiant.

"Mr. Yimo, you are really cute."

"It's just..." She frowned slightly, with a hint of worry in her expression.

"Concealed the matter of the death game."

"Mr. Yimo, you should have just participated in a death game..."

"That feeling is not at all the look that I haven't seen for more than a day, but the look that I haven't seen in half a month."

"Hey..." Tong Muxue sighed slightly, "I can't help you at all right now."

"Mr. Yimo didn't want me to worry, so he didn't say anything..."

"You're also trying to force yourself, you're working hard for me..."

"Mr. Yimo, I can't enter the game of death and I can't help you."

"But at least in the real world, I will definitely try to be your strongest backing!"

"The Leng family, this is an opportunity!"

"I absolutely, must grasp it!"

"At least, get my sister-in-law's approval first!"

Tong Muxue's eyes were full of certainty. She had a full schedule of classes tomorrow, but she didn't feel a trace of fear. Instead, she had some expectations, hoping that she would be capable enough and full-winged enough to threaten her boyfriend from the real world. Block all the bad guys.

Of course, Miss Cang Lingshan was also included!

In the past two days, Cang Lingshan also ran over when she was free, and studied with Tong Muxue, which is considered to be more vigorous.

It can be regarded as another kind of encouragement to Tong Muxue.

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On the other side, Leng's house, the second floor of Cuizhu Pavilion.

Ji Ran was wearing a thin white dress, sitting on the cold wooden floor, and kept playing the guzheng in front of her with a pair of jade hands.

The sound is like a mountain stream or an orchid in an empty valley, giving people a sense of tranquility and comfort.

But as the "cracking" sound of the torrential rain outside became louder, Ji Ran's hands moved faster and faster, and before he knew it, the sound of the piano was filled with the killing intent of the golden iron horse.

Faintly, the sound of the rainstorm outside was overwhelmed.

Om-!

However, the voice was interrupted by a harsh noise.

The strings are broken.

Ji Ran raised her hand and looked at the cut wound on her finger, which was slowly bleeding bright red.

The old butler Yu Ling stood behind him and reached the clean handkerchief just in time.

Ji Ran didn't go to take it, but refused, and murmured: "When I was young, my fingers were injured."

"It's obviously dirty, but my brother has it in his mouth."

"Say, that's good..."

The old butler frowned, looking at Ji Ran who was a little thin from the back.

He has been with Ji Ran for several years, and he knows that Ji Ran only plays the piano when he is upset.

And recently, the frequency of my young lady playing the piano has become a little higher.

And it was the first time I heard such a piano sound full of killing intent.

Butler: "Miss, it's already 11 o'clock, and it's getting cold outside, go back and rest."

Ji Ran was unmoved, but raised his head slightly, looked at the heavy rain outside, and murmured: "Brother, I like it the most, on rainy days."

In fact, Ji Ran suffers from sleeplessness, which is an unknown congenital neurological disease. She sleeps for less than an hour a day to recover her full energy.

But so far no one knows.

Even Yi Mo didn't know.

Butler: "Miss... If you really want Mr. Yimo, go pick him up."

"No one can stop you."

Ji Ran stood up and walked to the eaves that were just barely covered by the rain.

Gao Gao stretched out his left hand, stared at the somewhat worn-out ordinary steel ring with many scratches on his ring finger, and murmured: "My promise with my brother."

"Not yet."

"No, break the contract without authorization."

Ji Ran paused, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "It's just brother, I forgot, that's all..."

Back, a little lonely and bleak.

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ps. About the disease that can recover all the energy with very little sleep at night, I remember reading it from a book, but I did not find related diseases when I searched for information on the Internet.

So maybe it doesn't exist.

If it does not exist, just treat it as a fiction in this book. If it does exist, those who know it can popularize it on the barrage.

Chapter 12. Straightforward

After Yimo and Tong Muxue finished the video, they were still staring at Tong Muxue's QQ profile picture in a daze.

Yimo once thought that she would never find a girlfriend in this life.

Just play games at home and let your unsatisfactory life go to waste.

But the emergence of the death game unexpectedly made Yimo live a serious life.

And Tong Muxue even gave Yi Mo a booster shot to live even harder.

In the confused life, I saw a beam of light that guided me to move on.