The villain's large rollover scene in Quick Travel Guide

When Jing Ling woke up in the morning, she found that she had almost been suffocated to death.

To be honest, she always seemed to sleep well.

So what’s going on with all these blankets wrapped around us now?

Hey!

Demon spirit!

Someone is trying to commit murder here!

Sitting up, Jing Ling pulled the blanket on her body and looked at the dazzling sunshine outside the window, still a little confused.

She actually fell asleep.

Still slept for so long.

After rubbing her head, Jing Ling finally became clearer.

So, in an instant, Jing Ling suddenly realized that something was wrong with the question just now?

murder?

Depend on!

Where did this blanket come from? ?

Looking up again and looking at the furniture arrangement in the room, Jing Ling remembered something about yesterday.

I felt a bit unhappy yesterday.

In order not to worry the original owner's parents, he simply found a reason to stay outside.

This body is underage, so of course it cannot be accommodated in the hotel.

So...she climbed over the wall and entered Lu Chen's house.

Lu Chen?

As if something suddenly occurred to her, Jing Ling suddenly raised her head and looked around.

The moment she raised her eyes, Jing Ling met Lu Chen's eyes.

The boy was standing in the kitchen, holding a spoon and looking at her calmly.

There was no unnecessary emotion in the young man's eyes, but Jing Ling felt a little guilty for no reason.

After all, it was quite embarrassing to sneak into someone's house and sleep all night, only to be caught by them.

Waving stiffly, Jing Ling raised the corners of her mouth and forced a smile: "Good morning."

After giving Jing Ling a faint glance, the boy turned his back, and it took a while before his calm words rang out.

"morning."

Jing Ling felt that it was not easy for Lu Chen to keep her alive until now.

After all, this face that was so cold that it dropped to ice could only be interpreted in four words: I was very unhappy.

Touching her neck, Jing Ling silently rejoiced in her heart about her good fortune.

"Hey, what are you doing? Do you need my help?" Jing Ling looked a little unnatural as she approached Lu Chen.

Lu Chen was chopping the vegetables in his hand, as if he didn't hear Jing Ling's words, and kept moving his hands.

Directly bypassing the people next to him, the young man put the chopped ingredients into the pot.

The bubbling pot quickly overflowed with bursts of aroma.

Jing Ling touched her stomach that suddenly twitched, and consciously placed the dishes and chopsticks on the table, waiting for the meal to begin.

When she was bored, Jing Ling began to touch the model that Lu Chen placed on the table next to her.

The models are quite old, and the characters are animated characters that were all the rage a few years ago.

When Jing Ling was enjoying her time, Lu Chen's voice came again: "Do you still want to eat?"

To be honest, he entered someone else's house so openly, slept there all night, and when he woke up the next day, he could still face the owner without changing his expression and his heart not fluttering about other people's things. He would accept this.

Sometimes he even wonders if there is something wrong with his perception of girls.

However, the girls he knew were completely different from her.

Seeing the boy's cold gaze, Jingling paused and put down the model in his hand expressionlessly.

By the way, he carefully pushed it further.

what to see?

Never seen a girl?

Jing Ling decided to eat obediently.

After all, eating is the most important thing in life.

It's not a big problem for Lu Chen to be patient for the time being just to eat.

Although the things Lu Chen made were simple, they tasted very good.

Jing Ling held the bowl and kept glancing into the pot.

I don’t know if there is any more, if I can have another bowl.

She is so hungry.

Jing Ling felt that this was the sequelae of excessive blood loss yesterday.

In response, the system said it did not want to deal with her.

The young lady has always been wary of something, but I don’t know why she was able to sleep like a dead pig yesterday.

Fortunately, Lu Chen suddenly pulled back from the brink and stopped in time for some reason. Otherwise, the young lady would have stared at him now, and there would be no chance for the young lady to sit here and look at someone else's pot.

However, the system was not prepared to tell the young lady about this kind of narrow escape.

What if the little sister deliberately breaks out and beats it because she has lost face?

Therefore, you must be cautious about this kind of thing. The system decided to keep it in mind for the time being, and then find a suitable time to damage the prestige of the young lady.

The Jing Ling was looking longingly, and then she saw Lu Chen put down his spoon, picked up the bowl, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

The last bit of porridge in the pot went into Lu Chen's bowl.

Jing Ling: "..."

fall!

How could this Yazi!

Didn't you see her weak and pitiful eyes full of longing?

I have to fight for the last bit of porridge from her!

Jing Ling was so angry that she put down the bowl and began to sit on the sofa and sulk.

Lu Chen ignored her and sat at the table alone, continuing to eat slowly.

I don't know how much time passed, but Jing Ling felt a little sleepy after sitting down. Slowly, the girl fell into sleep again.

This time Jing Ling finally saw clearly what her dream looked like.

She knew clearly that she was in a dream, but she couldn't wake up.

In the dream, large flakes of snow fell, and the cold wind was like a knife, cutting her exposed skin painfully.

Her consciousness was blurred, and she only felt like the most despicable animal, being dragged forward by others.

Someone was muttering curses, but she couldn't hear clearly what the group of people were cursing.

But when you really can't keep up, a whip will be whipped fiercely from behind.

The beating made her dripping with blood.

All of a sudden, the floating consciousness will fall to the ground again. After waking up for two seconds, what follows will be an even weaker floating consciousness than before.

Even though she knew she was in a dream, Jing Ling could still feel the helpless feeling of despair.

"Go on!"

"Stand up!"

"Go on!"

She screamed repeatedly, but in the dream she did nothing at all.

In the end, she could no longer stand up and could only lie on the ground like a dead corpse, being dragged along the ground.

Snowflakes fell, and as her consciousness dimmed, she felt that the palms of her hands were cold.

In the dream, this scene did not last long.

The scene suddenly changed, and what came into view again was an extreme red.

There was nothing but blood everywhere.

There was deathly silence all around, and the silence was terrifying.

Amid the blood, she was wearing black clothes and kneeling on the ground with a knife in her hand.

The knife sank into the ground, supporting her shaky body.

In the distance, there seemed to be some nursery rhyme coming.

It was sung by a very young child, with a childish voice that made her in the picture shed tears for some reason.

……

The warrior returns.

The heroic soul carries great strength.

Homeland.

I will sleep forever.

……

The singing is too peaceful and soothing.

Jing Ling listened and suddenly didn't want to leave.

The desire of the heart is eternal life.