Chapter 1263
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On the way back at night, Luo Qingchen was a bit anxious.
The system seemed to have given her a side mission: Help cannon fodder Feng Wu Yue find true love!
But this cannon fodder's ex-boyfriend was the death god priest, this mission's setting was a bit harsh!
The wind on the bridge was very strong and there was even a bit of snow in the sky.
They walked in front and she and Ye Qian Hun walked behind them.
"Why did you want to play professionally?" His voice was very soft, but there was a gentleness that couldn't be heard.
Luo Qingchen looked at him in his moon white sweater and said with a soft laugh, "Exciting!"
She wasn't the previous host, so she couldn't tell why the previous host chose to play. Perhaps it was because it was fun at first, but later it was because of You Yu Lin!
"I've asked Xiao Wu this question before." Ye Qian Hun slowly opened his mouth like he was hinting at something before saying, "She told me that it was because it was very special."
"Special?"
"She said that it was very special for girls to play this game."
At that moment, Luo Qingchen could only hear the wind and her strong heartbeat in her ears.
Five seconds later, her lips twitched and she touched her ear out of habit, "I feel that what she said is very reasonable!"
To be honest, she was a bit doubtful that Ye Qian Hun already knew her identity.
Oh, no, it should be her gender.
When he returned to the room, he didn't come out naked after taking a shower. This action didn't match the logic of two boys in a room.
Luo Qingchen was half leaning on the bed and there was a faint lemon scent in the air.
She didn't know if it was because of the wind or some other reason, but she felt that her face was a bit hot.
"Do you know why I don't share a room with the fatty?" Ye Qian Hun poured a cup of water for her before slowly crawling into bed.
Luo Qingchen took the cup and tightly held it. Her eyes trembled as she said, "Didn't sacrificing gods say that he snores and grinds his teeth?"
"What does that count for?" Ye Qian Hun's lips curled into a beautiful curve, "He can sleepwalk and his sleepwalking is even more serious in unfamiliar places."
At first Luo Qingchen thought that Ye Qian Hun was just joking since sleepwalking was just walking around the room at night in her eyes.
Unexpectedly, Fatty opened his backpack and took out a pair of scissors. Sitting in front of the others in the same room, he narrowed his eyes and said darkly, "Cut, cut, cut! Cut them all off! "
Since the shaman was wearing earplugs at the beginning, he didn't hear what Fatty said.
It wasn't until the fatty's scissors started to cut his hair that he suddenly woke up. Then, he let out an earth-shattering scream.
Ah — Holy shit!
Of course, Luo Qing Chen only heard about this matter the next morning from the Sacrificing Gods who had dark circles under his eyes.
"Could it be that you're dreaming and accusing me?" The fat man looked a little aggrieved. After all, the priest described him as too abnormal and terrifying. He couldn't accept himself like this.
"He definitely isn't exaggerating." Ye Qian Hun took a sip of his coffee and softly said, "When I went north with you a few years ago, you were holding a fruit knife in front of my bed to peel an apple. You kept saying cut, cut, cut it all off! Cut it all off! "
"Damn! Ye Qian Hun! No wonder you said that you don't share a room with the fatty, so you knew! " Sacrificing Gods angrily looked at him, "I don't care, I want to share a room with Qingchen tonight, the three of you can share a room."
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