Xiaoyu bit his lip, "If, you have been here before, or... you have experienced it during the last survey, I want to know... over there the red button (the hand made a mistake in the previous chapter,
Correction here 囧), what is it... Press, is it really a bomb, or..."
"Red is right too." He continued and opened his eyes, "I tried it, but there is no bomb. There will be another door on the left."
"Another door?" Xiaoyu turned around, looked at his perfect profile and asked urgently, "Sir, have you... gone in?"
"No." He answered affirmatively, "In my impression, the first instinct there is danger; the second instinct is disgust."
"My lord, what do you think... that place could be?" she asked again.
"Judging from the decoration of the Qimen Escape Technique, it's another person's room."
Another person's room.
The first instinct is danger; the second instinct is disgust.
The little fish seemed to feel something and understand something.
She pursed her lips and stopped making any sound.
Nangong Tou didn't ask any more questions, and his breathing returned to steady.
Only after the person next to her breathed evenly, did she turn her head and look at her several times with dark eyes, her eyes darkened.
This night was the first time the two of them slept together without hugging each other.
Although they are so close, nothing touches each other, as if they are separated by mountains and rivers, so far apart.
Xiaoyu didn't sleep well that night.
At night, there were nightmares and chaos.
There is a scene where she was tied to a cross, tortured and whipped...
There are also scenes in this room, on the same bed, of men and women meeting each other, embracing each other, and becoming passionately entangled...
The man's face is very familiar to her——
The most perfect and breathtaking handsome face she had ever seen in her life was lying next to her at this moment.
The woman’s face is more familiar to her——
Because it was exactly the same as herself, and... in the dream, she knew deeply and clearly that that woman was not herself.
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In the early morning, everyone was woken up by a scream, even Yan Xiaoyu, who had nightmares. She suddenly sat up and opened her eyes. She saw that the bed beside her was empty and the bedroom door was wide open.
Nangong Tou had already heard the sound and rushed to the guest room.
Xiao Yu jumped out of bed, put on his coat and rushed out. When he walked into the living room, he saw that everyone had arrived, and A Zi, wearing white pajamas, was half sitting on the sofa in the living room, screaming.
He made a sound and looked around with horror on his face.
The surrounding area was covered with blood.
The light cyan sofa was stained with spots, and even Azi's body was stained red with large blood stains, like peonies in full bloom, covering her whole body.
"Mommy——! There is blood——!" Azi shouted, sitting on the sofa with tears in her eyes, motionless and frightened, "Mommy, come and see if I am injured. Why is there something on my body?"
So much blood, it smells so bad, so smelly..."
Fortunately, among the many adjectives she used, there were no words like "very painful" or "very painful".
It seemed that there were no serious injuries.
The white cat was relieved, and everyone standing there breathed a sigh of relief——
"Azi, don't move!" After Azi finished speaking, he stood up and wanted to leave the bloody place on the sofa, but the white cat stopped him in time and walked over.
The white cat first looked around, and after a moment, he took out a magnifying glass and carefully observed everything around her around the sofa, then stood up and asked in a serious voice, "What's going on? Tell us, what happened?"