Horror Bug Game Terminal

You Baian listened to his A Ling's particularly firm voice and his eyebrows curved, like a crescent moon, delicate and bright.

Qi Wuling said this with certainty, but neither of them was sure what the final outcome would be.

The bold words at this moment are nothing more than a search for self-identity.

The two of them had a rare moment of leisure, and Qi Wuling also relaxed.

When the backs of their hands touched each other, Qi Wuling's chest felt a dull pain again. Something flashed through Qi Wuling's mind, but he didn't have time to think about it.

When You Baian and Qi Wuling returned to the box.

The light inside the terminal also dimmed a lot.

Qi Wuling took out his cell phone and took a look. It was already around six o'clock in the afternoon.

You Baian very considerately opened the door for Qi Wuling.

When Qi Wuling walked into the box, he suddenly remembered something. He caught the fleeting feeling of something wrong.

When he was in Wen Yan's ward before, You Baian was squatting in the corridor outside, separated from him by a wall, and the two were not very far away from each other.

Logically speaking, the mark on his chest should have been burning and painful - but this time he clearly didn't feel anything.

Qi Wuling slowly clenched his hands. The sensor inserted into his chest could not be broken. It even caused him pain when it touched the back of his hand just now.

So if it wasn't his problem, then there was only one possibility. That was that You Baian's own running energy was so low that the distance between them in the ward could no longer allow him to sense You Baian's existence.

This realization caused a buzzing sound in Qi Wuling's ears.

Qi Wuling lowered his eyes, thinking continuously in his mind, and he didn't even hear You Baian calling him.

You Baian touched Qi Wuling's brow with his cold fingertips, and said with a worried look: "A Ling, are you feeling unwell? Why are you silent?"

Qi Wuling came back to his senses and looked at the man in front of him. He suddenly felt a little helpless and panicked, but he did not show it. He was just thinking that if You Baian's energy and health were really low to a certain level, then even if You Baian appeared in the league game - he would not be able to sense it.

It is even possible that as he completes the game, You Baian will be sealed in those games himself and will never be able to get out.

His luck has always been bad, and Qi Wuling didn't even dare to think deeply about this problem. The mouth of the monster in front of him that belonged to him kept opening and closing. Although the two people were very close to each other, Qi Wuling seemed to hear a sharp, piercing sound in his mind, and even You Baian's voice seemed to come from the sky.

The face of You Baian that disappeared in the depths of his memory slowly overlapped with the face of the well-behaved and handsome man in front of him. Qi Wuling's face turned pale for a moment, and he suddenly felt a chill - towards Shen Yusi.

All of this was what Shen Yusi had envisioned, and everything was going as Shen Yusi expected. Qi Wuling could predict Shen Yusi, and Shen Yusi could also perfectly guess Qi Wuling's movements.

Therefore, Shen Yusi's "just right" "appearance" and negotiation with them about the so-called "rules of the game" were all just formalities, because he knew that Qi Wuling and the others would eventually go down this path.

Qi Wuling understood all this very clearly, and Shen Yusi had never concealed any of this.

He suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes clear.

You Baian looked anxious: "A Ling? A Ling? Can you hear me?"

Qi Wuling blinked and nodded slowly.

He walked into the box, turned around and saw You Baian's worried eyes, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

To some extent, he even felt that the one they should be worried about was You Baian.

Qi Wuling didn't dare to think about You Baian's physical condition at all. He didn't even have the courage to ask him in person.

He didn't want to hear any answer, whether it was a true answer or a half-hearted one.

Deep down in his heart, he was unwilling to accept the possibility that this monster was moving away from him.

You Baian seemed to notice that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

I could only lower my head helplessly.

She whispered, "Then... is Ah Ling still wearing that dress?"

Qi Wuling looked at the clothes still in his hand and thought for a moment: "The picture must be taken."

The implication is that clothes have to be worn.

You Baian felt a little relieved when he saw that Qi Wuling did not let his emotions affect what he was going to do.

You Baian just turned around and was about to close the door of the box.

When he looks back again.

What came into view was Qi Wuling's white body, although only his back was visible.

Qi Wuling is changing clothes.

He had just taken off the black and white plaid shirt that he always wore, revealing his lean back. Some muscle lines were vaguely visible. He looked very strong, very bony, and without much flesh.

You Baian has always known this, because every time he hugged Qi Wuling, he felt that his A Ling was too thin.

He did want to make Qi Wuling a little fatter, but - every time Qi Wuling gained a little weight, some kind of accident would happen, ranging from illness to cold, to fracture or concussion. After each injury, while his body recovered, the weight would disappear.

Later, You Baian no longer tried to make Qi Wuling fatter. If he had to lose weight, it was better to be healthy than to suffer and change back.

But the focus now obviously shouldn't be this.

In just a moment, Qi Wuling felt a chill all over his body.

It wasn't because he took off his clothes, but when he saw You Baian, he understood.

He had a half-smile on his face and put on his clothes slowly in front of You Baian.

You Baian's neck suddenly turned red to the back of his ears, and his forehead felt so hot that it seemed like steam was coming out of it.

He originally thought that he would just have to wait until Ah Ling got dressed.

But as he put on the clothes, he keenly noticed that something was wrong.

This dress...

You Baian's eyes fell on the two black straps at his waist, and his face became redder and redder.

He was even a little at a loss, not knowing where to put his hands, and finally he just put them behind his back.

"This...this dress, why, why..."

You Baian began to stutter and couldn't make any sense for a long time.

Qi Wuling curled his lips: "What's wrong with this dress? Doesn't it look good?"

Qi Wuling's desire to do evil can always be satisfied by this monster. He really likes to bully You Baian, especially when he sees the other person's pitiful appearance.

It was as if I was persecuted by him.

You Baian bit his lower lip, staring at Qi Wuling with his light grey pupils without blinking: "Very, very beautiful."

"But I didn't expect the dress to be of this style—"

Not only did you not expect it, I didn’t expect it either, Qi Wuling said in his heart.

But there was no way he would say this out loud.

The back of this dress is completely exposed and hollow.

If you only look at it from the front, it's very abstinent.

Coupled with Qi Wuling's lifeless face that looks like he doesn't want to pay attention to you, all the configurations are pushed to the highest level. In human terms, it's simply amazing.

Obviously, You Baian has not yet learned the essence of human language at this moment, otherwise he would have burst out with a "fuck" when he saw Qi Wuling for the first time.

However, it is not difficult to imagine that when the photos taken with this outfit are displayed on the cheering screen in the player lobby - Xu Yi will probably be shocked when he sees the photos for the first time.

Zhang Yitian would have an indescribable expression, the kind that she could never imagine in her life. Mr. Qi would wear such clothes.

Dong Lin's reaction should be the most normal among everyone.

As for Su Shenchuan——

There should be a speechless silence.

He should have a profound lack of understanding, but even though he doesn't understand, he still respects it.

Back to the topic, it was the first time for Qi Wuling to wear this kind of clothes, and he was still a little uncomfortable. He still felt a little cold on his back.

He originally planned to make a quick decision and replace it after taking the photos.

But seeing You Baian's face as red as a boiled shrimp, he changed his mind.

Qi Wuling was used to mourning people, especially You Baian.

He approached You Baian step by step, but unexpectedly he pushed this monster into a corner.

You Baian's eyes were red. He put his arms around Qi Wuling's waist, turned him around twice, and then pressed him onto the bed.

Qi Wuling had a smile in his eyes. He raised his chin slightly and put it close to You Baian's earlobe: "I'll finish taking the photos first."

"And—gently."