So unrestrained? Did you play in bed the second time we met?
It really lives up to the name of Yihongyuan.
After thinking about it, Yuan Qingli felt that there was nothing to escape from, and it seemed that there was no way to escape, so she also sat on the edge of the bed.
"As the first person in forty-nine years who is willing to play with me, I decide that you will choose the game to play." The neighbor ghost is very generous.
"Okay, let's play table tennis." As the most powerful sport in China, table tennis is hidden in the streets and alleys. Yuan Qingli himself is also the champion in the school, so he still has two skills.
I just don’t know if there is a venue here?
The neighbor ghost responded calmly: "None of them, guessing, dice, or throwing pots, choose one of the three."
Yuan Qingli thought about it, playing dice and throwing pots, just relying on the ghost's ability to float through the door, it is not a sure loss.
Only in guessing, a game that even ninety-year-olds and three-year-olds can master, can I have a chance to win.
"Then let's play guessing." Yuan Qingli continued to smile.
"Okay, but I have a rule. If you lose, you have to leave a little gift for the other party."
Hearing that Yuan Qingli had made a choice, the neighbor ghost's eyes lit up: "I don't want much, I just want your heart."
Seeing the other party's hot and cold eyes staring at her chest with unabashed nakedness, Yuan Qingli would not think that this was strong love.
As expected, only a twenty-degree body can say such cold words.
People under the eaves must bow their heads and have no choice but to do as the Romans do.
"Then, I want you to teach me how to get in under the door."
"Okay, win two out of three rounds. You call one, two, three, and we'll punch together." The neighbor ghost couldn't help but have bloodshot eyes.
Yuan Qingli felt that she was just a huge piece of fat.
Phew, I'm not fat.
"One, two..."
My thoughts are spinning. According to scientific surveys, 51% of people habitually use fists in the first round of guessing, 32% like to use scissors, and paper has the lowest probability. so……
"three."
Yuan Qingli was dumbfounded. She made her own gesture, and the other party gave a clear and ironic victory gesture.
"It's okay, I still have two chances." The other party was quite friendly.
According to scientific surveys, after winning the first round of guessing, people who win the second round will get used to it...
Thoughts surged, then froze and shattered.
There seemed to be a cold wind blowing inside the house, throwing Yuan Qingli into space, placing it below absolute zero.
She lost again.
"Fuck your bullshit scientific research, they are all a bunch of idiots and beasts." Yuan Qingli couldn't help but swear, and the clothes behind him also had some wet marks.
If an expert were here, they would definitely scream aggrieved. During this investigation, when did it say that it was effective against ghosts when it was used on humans?
"Your heart is mine." The other party's eager tone made Yuan Qingli feel like she had fallen into an ice cave again.
She finally knew why no one had been cleaning the 13th floor. I guess this layer is full of fuel-inefficient goods.
"Do you want me to do it, or do you want to dig it out yourself?" The urgent words are comparable to those of a person in love.
"I'll do it myself." Yuan Qingli was a little distressed as her bangs were wet with sweat, "But I don't have a knife."
It takes one second to delay.
The bedside table was gently opened, and the rusty and bloody scissors were handed over - they were exactly the same as the ones he saw in the mirror before.
"I can't dig it accurately, I need to look in the mirror." Yuan Qingli decided in her heart.
"Okay, let's go to the bathroom." The other party smiled maliciously.
