—Why did he kiss me
Ji Thrush stared at Ren Jianmo's face raptly, lost in thought.
As a rookie in love who has just realized his own feelings, the first time he fell in love with someone of the same sex was a rather shocking thing for Xiaoniao.
If it was in the past, Ji Thrush felt that he would inevitably feel pressure and distress because his sexual orientation was different from most people, and he didn't know what to do for a while.
Only now, they are participants in "Peach Blossom Spring", forced to experience life and death in a new "world" every month.
When a person lives in such an extreme situation, all he has is the idea that he is drunk today, and that he should live arbitrarily and casually every day.
Many people don't even care about the basic moral bottom line of murder and arson, let alone some irrelevant secular concepts and the eyes of others.
So Ji Xiaoniao's entanglement is not that he fell in love with a man, but whether the person he likes will like him.
—Since he kissed me...
Ji Thrush unconsciously rested his chin with his free hand, posing in a classic pose of a thinker.
—Does this mean that the beauty Ren treats me...
His eyelashes drooped, and he seemed to be unconsciously staring at the socket that he had ripped off, but in fact, his mind was full of Ren Jianmo's beautiful face that was too gorgeous.
— Does it mean that he also likes me a little bit
Thinking of this, the corners of Ji Thrush's lips turned up unconsciously, and his heart started to speed up involuntarily, beating violently for a while.
— No no no, wait a minute!
He then thought that Ren Jianmo had kissed his own forehead before, and that was clearly a kiss from an elder to a junior!
In this way, could it be that Beauty Ren treated herself as a brat and gave him an ordinary good night kiss
The corners of Ji Thrush's raised lips drooped again, tightly pursed into a line, and even his brows were wrinkled, his expression became extremely serious...
…
Ren Jianmo behind the computer screen: "..."
While using the computer, he looked up at Ji Thrush a few times, and every time he could see the child maintain a posture of concentrating on thinking, but the expression on his face changed again and again, smiling for a while and frowning for a while, which was very funny Incredible.
"cough."
Ren Jianmo cleared his throat, "Have you fully charged the battery?"
Ji Thrush was aroused, and immediately woke up from the state of wandering in the sky, "Recharge, recharge!"
He pulled out his fingers stuck in the socket, and while brushing his hair that had blown into a bird's nest, he walked quickly towards the desk.
"Have you collected your information?"
"Ok."
Ren Jianmo agreed, put his hands on the table, and made a gesture to get up and give the chair to Ji Thrush, "Come here and have a look."
"No no no!"
Ji Thrush rushed two steps quickly, and pushed Ren Jianmo back on the chair, "I'll just stand and watch."
Maybe it's because the first impression was too deep. In Ji Xiaoniao's opinion, no matter how powerful Ren Damei is, she is still a weak and sick beauty who needs to be cared for constantly and everywhere. .
On the contrary, he himself is a strong sports student, he has not had a cold for ten years, and he is very hard-wearing, so naturally he can't occupy his seat.
Ren Jianmo didn't know Ji Thrush's strange machismo thoughts, but seeing his unquestionable and firm expression, he just smiled and said nothing, his body naturally moved to one side, splitting half of his perspective , to make the other party more comfortable.
Ji Thrush's heart moved, he held back the heat from his ears, stretched his arms around the back of the chair calmly, put his arms weakly on Ren Jianmo's shoulders, and bent over.
He swallowed, "Say, I'm listening."
At this moment, he was very close to Ren Jianmo's face. As long as he lowered his eyes slightly, he could see Ren Damei's white ears, long hair on the forehead, and delicate profile.
If he had more courage, he would be able to kiss his sweetheart on the cheek by tilting his head.
It's a pity that classmate Ji Xiaoniao didn't dare to Meng Lang like this.
He only dared to masturbate in his heart for a couple of seconds, then quickly pulled himself together and listened carefully to Ren Jianmo's explanation.
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twelve o'clock at night.
"They're out."
Fan Luming opened the curtain a crack and observed the situation of the villa opposite.
On the blue team's side, two cars left the villa one after the other, and after getting on the road, they drove in two directions respectively.
"Okay, then let's go too."
Season Thrush stood up from the sofa.
He was wearing a lozenge-shaped pullover knitted sweater, quite British college style, with a soft curly hair, he looked like a terribly obedient high school student.
In fact, not only Ji Thrush, but also the other four people don't know whether it's intentional or a coincidence, the outermost layer is wearing a pullover.
"Okay, let's go."
Fan Hemian casually picked up a big dark brown hair clip, and pinned up her bangs that drooped to her cheeks, "Come on!"
"wait."
Ren Jianmo called to sister Fan's family, took out the palm-sized pedigree identification machine from his pocket, and handed it to the girl, "Here, take one."
As early as when they became companions, they had confessed to each other what collectibles they had, so Fan Hemian knew what this thing was for, but they never had a chance to use it.
At this time, seeing this thing suddenly, Fan Hemian still felt a little nervous.
In fact, she asked herself that her luck has always been very good. In the past, she used to play mobile games such as Krypton Gold to draw cards. Although it was not considered European to break through the sky, it was still at the level of an SSR double yolk egg by drawing five or six times ten times in a row.
But in the past, the blood test was just for entertainment, but this time, what is at stake is whether their carefully prepared plan can go smoothly, and the importance is not a concept at all.
Fan Hemian rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, then pulled out a small dagger that he had always prepared, and made a deep cut on his wrist.
Blood gushed out from the wound, forming a line and dripping onto the small gashapon machine.
But the blood didn't stay on the surface of the machine for even a second.
As if an invisible sponge sucked them in completely, the blood drops disappeared without a trace, and the whole machine was still clean.
"about there."
Fan Luming held his sister's injured wrist distressedly, and healed her wound with supernatural powers.
"Okay, I'm going to start smoking."
Fan Hemian took a deep breath, collected himself, and then pulled the lever on the mini gashapon machine.
"Bone Lu Lu Lu."
Red and blue beads were spinning rapidly in the machine, and about three seconds later, a red bead rolled down from the exit, fell into Fan Hemian's hands, and immediately turned into a wisp of red smoke.
"Yes!!"
Fan Luming and Mo Tiangen cheered together, Fan Hemian also let out a long sigh of relief, and clenched his fists secretly.
In this way, everything is ready.
Five people opened the door and filed out of the villa.
Ji Thrush and the others got into the same car, and Mo Tiangen was in charge of driving.
The car drove out of the villa area and headed south of the city.
Their destination is the History Museum on the east side of the cross-river bridge.
"Let's go to the museum now, and we must get the '3' card before four o'clock in the morning."
Ji Thrush, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head and said to the three people in the back seat:
"Then we came out of the museum and immediately diverted to '4', hoping to catch up."
According to the cards, if the Yin Jun group next door did not give up their plan to take the card, they would have to get another card with a higher value.
Then the choice for the blue team is to take another "10" to make a "10+10+4" card, or to take an "8" and make a "10+8+6".
In terms of probability, because there are four poker cards that can act as "10", the possibility of the opponent choosing to make up "10+10+4" will be slightly higher.
They already got a "J" yesterday, and the Yin Jun group next door probably got a "10", so now there are "Q" and "K" left, and the probability of successful interception is only 1/2, but if If they destroy "4" in advance, they don't need to go in and take risks at all, as long as they open the strange talk location and make it in a state that cannot be entered again on the second day.
As for the possibility of "10+8+6"...
Given that they can only open two ghost talk locations in one night, they really don't have any extra credentials to take care of this side.
"But '4' is second."
Ji Thrush thought for a while, and still emphasized:
"The group next door is one day behind us, so as long as we get '3', we can collect 24 points first, and we will win. Therefore, the key to clearing the level is that no matter what we do tonight, You must get '3'!"
"It's okay, little bird, you don't have to be too nervous."
Mo Tiangen, who was driving, glanced at his worried team leader from the corner of his eye, laughed twice, and comforted him:
"It's not like you don't know our skills!"
"No, you can't be blindly optimistic!"
Fan Luming, who was sitting in the back seat, gritted his teeth: "You don't know how despicable and disgusting Yin Jun's group is!"
Fan Hemian also snorted softly, agreeing to what his younger brother said.
"I think there is a possibility of 80 to 90%. They don't want to take the cards themselves, but they want to find a way to drive us to death!"
Fan Luming continued:
"Look at just now, didn't they drive two cars and separate in two directions?"
Having said that, he lowered his voice and murmured softly:
"I think... They might have divided into two groups, waiting at '3' and '6' respectively, trying to cut us off!"
"Tch, it's not like we haven't experienced the difficulty of the locations of the strange stories before!"
Mo Tiangen snorted disdainfully from his nose:
"A group of people is difficult enough to deal with. If Yin Jun's group really divides into two groups, and their combat effectiveness is halved, they still want to intercept us first, isn't it a bit naive?"
"Anyway... don't relax."
Fan Hemian bit her lip lightly, and squeezed out a few words from her jaw:
"If you really run into them, no matter how many people come, you must act first, don't be soft, and don't show mercy!"