Please draw your way of death

So when the two returned to the dormitory together, Ning Mian finally opened the door and saw something extra in the room.

"What is this?" Ning Mian finally walked to the table, bent down to look at the little goldfish swimming in the bathtub.

"Goldfish to ward off evil spirits, I'll bring it here to town the house." Meng Qishu glanced over and continued to undress without changing his expression.

Not surprisingly, this should be the fish that Meng Qishu was talking about when he was chatting with the dean?

Ning Mian was thinking about how he would scold Meng Qishu if the dean found out, when he turned around, he saw that his clothes were half unbuttoned, with his fingers still on the buttons of his shirt.

"What are you doing undressing?"

"If I don't take it off, how can I shake the flour off my clothes?" Meng Qishu rolled his eyes at him, and undid the rest of the buttons with a few clicks.

He was sitting right sideways to Ning Mianzhong, when the shirt was taken off his arm, the slender waist behind the material was looming.

Ning Mian finally suddenly thought of the scene when Meng Qishu was eaten and wiped clean for the first time, this slender waist fell on the white bed sheet.

Of course, Meng Qishu didn't know what Ning Mian was thinking. He shook his shirt with both hands, and the whole room was instantly filled with flour, rushing straight into his nostrils.

"Cough! Can you stop being so big?" Ning Mian finally couldn't avoid taking a big mouthful of flour, coughed a few times in an instant, covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and waved the other hand in front of his face.

Meng Qishu held his breath as expected, so there was nothing wrong at this moment. He put his shirt back on and buttoned it slowly: "You want to follow yourself, who is to blame?"

To change clothes, it is obvious that he can come alone, but this guy not only can't drive away after washing his face, but also wants to follow him in.

Deserve it.

"But this is also my room..." Meng Qishu's buttoned hand paused for a moment when his ear was warm, and Ning Mian, who didn't know when to lean over, finally covered the back of his hand from behind, and the other arm was half clasped around his waist. "Why can't I go in?"

"Then let's put it this way, maybe we should share a room?" Meng Qishu turned his head, and from the corner of his eyes, he could just see Ning Mian's final eyes.

Before the button is finished, Ning Mianzhong's hand is pressed against the skin, and the sense of presence is really strong.

"Are you willing to?"

"Why can't you bear it?" Meng Qishu patted Ning Mianzhong's arm away with one hand, looked at him with raised eyebrows, and buttoned his shirt one by one.

"Meng Qishu, do you know that you are ruthless?" Ning Mian finally leaned on his shoulder from his back, biting his ear with love and hatred.

Meng Qishu snorted mockingly, and didn't intend to answer his words, but his complexion changed suddenly, and he grabbed Ning Mianzhong's wrist with his backhand: "Where are you putting your hands?"

Seeing his shy and vigilant eyes, Ning Mian finally felt much more at ease, so she patted the place just now with her other hand: "Your trousers are not clean, I'm afraid you won't be able to pat them in a while."

When Meng Qishu was hit by him, his face turned red visibly, his hand holding Ning Mianzhong's wrist tightened tightly, his fingertips were embedded in the flesh: "Ning Mianzhong!"

Depend on!This is so deliberate!

"Don't move..." Ning Mian finally breathed out next to his ear, with a slight smile, and her tone was full of coaxing, "A little further down there is..."

Meng Qishu stiffened all over, exhaled, inhaled, exhaled, inhaled, and finally couldn't help turning around and giving him a leg!

Ning Mian moved away swiftly, and then saw Meng Qishu slamming the door and leaving.

Thin-skinned.

Ning Mian finally rubbed the fingerprints on her wrist, and silently commented.

During the meal, the two sat together again, but Meng Qishu still stared at him warily, not giving Ning Mian the last chance to get close.

"Qi Shu, I was wrong." Ning Mian finally smiled and coaxed him, just thought it was really fun to tease him.

But enough is enough.

Meng Qishu looked up at him, but didn't believe him, so he buried himself in his meal again.

"I really know I was wrong," Ning Mianzhong's voice was full of sincerity, but in fact it didn't seem to be the case, "I won't treat you so rudely next time."

Consider being gentler next time.

Meng Qishu almost didn't spit out a mouthful of food. He glanced at the other players from the corner of his eye. Fortunately, no one paid attention to their side.

So Meng Qishu lowered his voice, gritted his teeth and grinded out his name word by word: "Ning—mian—end!"

"Believe it or not, I will fuck you!"

Ning Mian finally saw that his threatening appearance was not deterrent, but it was particularly provocative and continued to tease.

So he smiled and continued without feeling guilty: "I am extremely happy."

Depend on!

Meng Qishu stared at him with eyes that could swallow people alive.

Ning Mianzhong, don't force me to slap you!

But Ning Mian on the opposite side didn't seem to have received his signal, and still didn't show any restraint.

So the consequence of doing so was that Ning Mian could no longer find Meng Qishu after eating.

"Your name is Ning Mian, right?" Just as Ning Mian was about to leave the restaurant, a female voice behind him suddenly stopped him.

Ning Mian finally turned around and found that it was the woman who was going to form a team with them in the dungeon at the beginning.

"Yes, what's the problem?" Ning Mian finally looked at the woman in front of her.

"I have something to tell you, can I borrow a step?"

Meng Qishu came to the courtyard, and before he took two steps, he bumped into the man who had played tricks on him earlier.

It's really a narrow road for enemies.

Meng Qishu squeezed out a function card from his pocket, and was about to make a move with dark eyes when a fleshy little hand suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

He lowered his head and found that it was a little fat man with a thick flesh.

"Congratulations to my brother for being successfully selected as a game participant. The quota is non-refundable and non-exchangeable. Please choose your competitor within sight. The time limit is 1 minute!"

At the same time, the card that he hadn't seen for a long time suddenly appeared in front of Meng Qishu's eyes. He raised his hand to catch the card, only to see a few lines written on the card.

[Congratulations to the player for triggering the mandatory task: Participate in the little fat man's game. 】

[Game rules: The player chooses a competitor, and the two complete the corresponding task together according to the little fat man's instructions. The winner is considered a successful task, and the loser dies. 】

[Completion reward: a small red flower, a designated function card. 】

"What will happen if you refuse to participate in the game?" Meng Qishu was not very happy.

[If you refuse to complete the mandatory task, you will die directly. 】

And this one?

Meng Qishu was convinced. He raised his eyes and scanned the courtyard, but he didn't see anyone else. Instead, the man who turned his back to him turned his head and found him.

"Aren't you dead?" The man raised his eyebrows provocatively when he saw him, and wished that those who heard him would beat him to death in person. "I thought you were dead long ago. What a pity."

Meng Qishu sneered, and said to the little fat man, "There's no need to choose, it's just him."

"The competitor has been designated successfully, now please confirm the mission information!" The little fat man bounced up to the man, and at the same time, the man's card also appeared in front of him.

"Mandatory task? What do you mean?" The man frowned after reading the cards in his hand.

"Literally." Meng Qishu curled his lips in disdain, and did not look at him directly.

"Now please sit down in front of me, the two players, then close your eyes, and wait for the next order!" The little fat man saw that both of them had received the task, and pulled the man over to arrange with Meng Qishu.

"In this case..." The man put away the card, narrowed his eyes dangerously at last, and looked at Meng Qishu, "This time, I will personally send you to see Lord Yan!"

"Perhaps Lord Yan wants to see you more?" Meng Qishu closed his eyes, his mouth still unforgiving.

But where he didn't see it, the man quietly took out a function card, and secretly pointed in Meng Qishu's direction!

"Tell me, what exactly are you looking for?" Ning Mian finally couldn't help asking her as she watched the woman take him to the fourth floor.

The woman turned to look at him, her face was calm, but there was a bit of embarrassment in her eyes: "I think you have seen it too, my teammate is really stupid, and I am also very embarrassed to have such a teammate..."

"So what do you want?" Ning Mian finally interrupted directly, "Let me not target you for the sake of not being with that person?"

If this is the case, she doesn't need to talk to him alone, anyway, he didn't intend to target anyone.

But it would be different if there were always people picking things up with a blind eye.

"No...Actually, it's not only." The woman wanted to deny it at first, but she realized that the denial was wrong in the middle of her speech, so she changed her words again, "I want to break away from the teammate relationship with that idiot..."

"Then why don't you go talk to him directly?" Ning Mian finally didn't understand her purpose.

"Also... After breaking away from his teammate relationship, I want to establish a teammate relationship with you, so I ask your opinions." The woman said with difficulty, really not sure what Ning Mian's attitude is now, "I will not drag the team If there is any need, I can also rush forward, I only hope that you can help me when necessary..."

"If it's just like this, we don't seem to need it." Ning Mian finally looked indifferently, "If you need to rush to the front, we can do it with anyone, and you don't need to come."

And help when necessary, isn't it just to save when you are about to die?

What's the difference between this and taking someone over a copy?

No need.

Teammates should be mutually beneficial, not optional.

"If you don't need me to rush to the front, I can do anything else!" Seeing that Ning Mian was about to leave, the woman immediately stopped in front of him, grabbed the fabric of his chest with both hands, and hurriedly said, "As long as you need, I can do it!"

Ning Mian finally didn't speak, and glanced at the woman's hand coldly, the other party immediately let go of it belatedly, and said in a low voice, "Hold... sorry... I'm in a hurry..."

"I need to discuss this matter with my teammates." Ning Mian finally said, but the woman knew that this sentence was already a disguised agreement or rejection.

Ning Mian finally bypassed her and was about to walk forward when her footsteps stopped suddenly.

He stared straight at the person at the stairway not far away, and the blood in his whole body was about to freeze.

That was Meng Qishu.

Meng Qishu was blood-stained and pale, but his eyes were empty, staring at him blankly.

The author says:

Glass slag warning (?)

There may be a little abuse in the next two chapters?