Chapter 38 Qing Leng School Beauty’s Postgraduate Entrance Examination (37)

[Host, that world has collapsed by 60%, do we want to go? 】

A furry rabbit stared at the beauty on the imperial concubine's back with its big round eyes.

The beauty is very beautiful, with a spiritual and noble temperament. She wears a purple dragon robe, a gold and jade crown on her head, and her stunning face is as indifferent as ice.

Lying on her knees was a cute-looking young man, whose cat eyes were sparkling and extremely charming. He was enjoying melon seeds like a cat at the moment.

'Don't go. '

The young man noticed that His Majesty seemed unhappy and looked up at her chin in confusion. From this angle, he could only see her chin and puffed up his cheeks.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

You Ling lowered her head and looked into the boy's clear and translucent cat's eyes, her heart suddenly tightened. She once had a pair of cat's eyes that looked at her like this.

[Okay, the world of the host will be completely closed, and no missionaries will be able to enter in the future. 】

You Ling's bright red lips pursed tightly and her beautiful eyes closed.

'Is this the last chance? '

【Yes. 】

In silence, You Ling rubbed the boy's hair again and again.

The young man lay obediently on her knees. His Majesty liked to watch him in a daze.

*****

Yan Muyu worriedly stayed beside Zhai's bed. Who knew when he saw her covered in blood, his heart ached so badly, it was like being bitten by thousands of ants.

The person he cared about the most was injured like this. How could Yan Muyu swallow such a breath? At that time, he helped her take care of the wound and waited for the person to fall asleep, then immediately went out to find someone to settle the score.

Hou Shushang had just fallen asleep when a figure suddenly appeared in the room quietly. If he hadn't been vigilant at all times, he would have been stabbed by now.

Yan Muyu's brown eyes glowed faintly under the orange light, and her delicate face was as gloomy as a life-seeking evil ghost, which would be wiped out if not careful.

Hou Shushang sat up calmly, his peach blossom eyes were passionate and ruthless, and he sneered at his appearance of trying to drag people into the abyss.

"Why, you came here in the middle of the night and wanted to help me warm my bed?"

Yan Muyu's eyes were as cold as winter, and she was holding a short dagger to stab Hou Shushang.

How could Hou Shushang obediently let him stab him? He was not a masochist. He turned over to avoid it and just picked up an object and threw it at him.

Yan Muyu easily dodged it and struck faster, and soon the two of them were fighting.

"Pfft" made the sound of the knife entering the flesh. Hou Shushang tried to recover automatically. The blood in his abdomen was still full of blood and showed no signs of healing, so his usual casual attitude changed.

"What did you add to the dagger?"

Yan Muyu's eyes were like two black holes staring straight at him.

Hou Shushang covered the incision on his abdomen, his eyelids slowly drooped, he was drowsy, gritting his teeth, he couldn't sleep...

Yan Muyu was not in a hurry, and just watched him slowly close his eyes. When he completely passed out, he dragged Hou Shushang down to the basement step by step.

"ah!"

Xing Zhaizhai sat up in shock when she woke up. She had a nightmare. She dreamed about the scene where she was hit by a car and was locked in a small dark room by Yan Muyu. He was so strange in the dream that she was afraid and wanted to escape. .

"Is Zhai feeling uncomfortable somewhere? I'm going to call the doctor."

Yan Muyu came to her senses when she heard Zhai's screams, thinking that Zhai was uncomfortable and nervous and had to call a doctor.

"It's okay, it's just a nightmare."

Xing Zhaizhai held his hand and shook his head. He raised his eyes and looked at him carefully. His short shoulder-length hair no longer existed and became a short crop. His whole person looked less well-behaved and more sunny and handsome like a little sun.

Seeing the unconcealable fatigue all over his body, Xing Zhaizhai's eyes flashed with distress and urged him to go to bed.

"Go and get some sleep. We'll talk about everything tomorrow."

"Okay." Yan Muyu nodded obediently as always, turned around, and said good night to her with a blushing face as he approached the door.

He saw that she felt sorry for him, and Zhai must also feel sorry for him.