"What a cook in this kitchen! Potatoes, a dish that tastes good no matter how you eat, can be so unpalatable. It's comparable to a junior high school restaurant! Ye Xixi, who had eaten a bite of potatoes, complained.

"Forget it, I'll be an NPC!" I can't stand this if I'm a player.

"Uh... You're turning your face faster than you are flipping through a book. ”

"Don't eat it, what a!"

As soon as Ye Xixi put her chopsticks down, she saw the head chef staring at her, and she suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"011, he won't beat me!"

"No, I'll come." Saying that, 011 turned into a child and stood next to Ye Xixi.

Seeing that the head chef of 011 left without looking back.

"Well, you still have this kind of fun! Gone, fortune teller goes. ”

When Ye Xixi changed his clothes, put on small sunglasses, and pasted a small mole, he came to the hall to see where the group of people was standing.

"Stay..."

As soon as Zhang Yichen spoke, Ye Xixi interrupted him: "Poor Dao Ye Yi, what do you donors want to calculate?" ”

"I want to ask my friend him?"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say 30 points!"

"Huh?" Zhang Yichen was stunned, can the points of this game still be used like this?

"Fortune telling outside asks for money, of course we need points here!" After all, I can't give you the math for nothing!

"Good!" Compared with the points, Ning Heming's life is more important to him, and the relationship between the two of them is no longer friendship, but family affection.

"The right hand is outstretched."

Ye Xixi touched his right wrist with Zhang Yichen, and the points reached 30.

And Zhang Yichen has spent 30 points here.

"Going around and around is all in place, there is no way to go and break through the wall to get out." After speaking, Ye Xixi slipped away.

"It's the first time to do this kind of business, it's a little scary!" Ye Xi, who returned to the dormitory management room, poured a large mouthful of water.

"Who said you were the first time! In the previous world, you were less deceived and deceived? 011 jumped out to expose her hypocrisy.

"That's different, what kind of identity is that, what kind of identity is it now!"

"Okay, let's go see Ning Heming! I don't know what happened after disappearing for so long? I still remember Ning Heming's 011 reminding her.

"Let's go!"

And Ning Heming followed Ye Zhiruo the moment he went out. It's just that I didn't catch up, and the gatekeeper was stunned for a moment and then calmed down.

He fumbled to turn on the light, and it wouldn't turn on if nothing happened.

I can only pull a bench from the defense, and stare at the storage cabinet vigilantly. That's where he feels most dangerous at the moment.

The light bulb flickered, and he vaguely saw a child crawling towards him. Ning Heming could only hold the chair tightly and slam it forward by feeling.

"Are you going to play with me?" The child hugged his leg and looked at him with hey eyes.

As soon as Ning Heming raised the chair in his hand, the lights in the room turned on.

A child sat at the table in the middle, staring blankly at him.

He also looked at the child, who did not have a few hairs on his head. His body was covered in plastic wrap, his face was black, and there was no trace of whiteness in his eyes.

"Who are you?" Ning Heming tentatively spoke.

"I don't know?" The ghost baby tilted her head and continued to look at him.

"And what are you doing here?" Sensing that the ghost baby wouldn't hurt him, he asked.

"I'm waiting for my mother! She said she would let her dad stay with me. Hearing this question, the ghost baby was very happy to answer.

"So you've been waiting here alone?"

"People have come in before, but they ran away when they saw me." He couldn't figure out why?

"What about them?" Looks like someone has been trapped here before.