I Wasn’t Born Lucky

Xiao Ming, Tan Li, plus a bathroom, formed a rather strange picture at this time.

Needless to say, Tan Li did not move, looking straight at the bathroom; while Xiao Ming was limp at the door of the room, with great fear in his complexion, and closed his eyes towards Tan Li tightly. They formed a solid body. Equilateral triangle.

In Xiao Ming’s life, he doesn’t watch horror movies very much. Xu Mei can’t wait to spend all of his time on his studies and financial practice. Therefore, he has not accepted the horror movies for thousands of years. Therefore, his heart beats straight at this time. Eight hundred miles.

The light was on in the room, but Xiao Ming experienced a fear that he had never had in his life-that was a real ghost!And he looked at the bathroom with hatred. What did Xiao Li do to provoke this female ghost?

It seems like... people who hell are easy to die, and they all die miserably.

Xiao Ming desperately searched for information about ghosts in his mind. He didn't dare to blink his eyes. He was afraid that the female ghost in the room would remove part of his body when he blinked. In this extreme fear, Xiao Ming felt more and more cold sweat on his forehead, and his clothes were soaked.

In his life, he had never experienced such a feeling.

They are all waiting for an opportunity to break the balance.

That is Xiao Li in the bathroom.

Xiao Li in the bathroom is currently ignorant of the turbulence of the outside world. He walked out of the bathtub, wiping his hair and water droplets on his body with a bath towel casually, and then simply wrapped his lower body with a bath towel, and planned to leave. bathroom.

His slender fingers touched the golden doorknob of the bathroom, pressed down and opened the door.

When Xiao Li walked out of the bathroom and returned to his room, there was no one inside—no Tan Li or Xiao Ming, and the room was empty, just as usual.

The water droplets from the hair dripped down the boy's neck, wiped from the edge of the chest, and disappeared into the flexible abdominal muscles.

Xiao Li didn't intend to blow his hair, so he sat back on the chair and looked at the little yellow book at the table.

As soon as he sat down, water droplets dripped from his wet hair onto the little yellow notebook. Just after a drop was applied, a line immediately appeared on it: "No clothes, good figure.

It may be that this scene of a beauty going out in a bath gave it a great shock. It seems a bit shy, because the color on the notebook has changed. The original is light yellow, like a parchment, simple and low-key. Now its entire book page is a little red, with a little red in the yellow—it looks a little strange.

Xiao Li: "..."

Xiao Huangben was a little excited again, as if opening the door to a new world: [...Are we talking naked?

Xiao Li:???

——This is not the time for Xiao Huangben to be injured?!What a tenacious little yellow book!

[You’re so exciting,] Maybe the beauty who just got out of the bath healed Xiao Huang Ben, and its response now looks full of vitality, [It’s fine without clothes, but you have to blow your hair first.

Xiao Li immediately remembered that this was a female ghost who was interesting to his own body, so he put down the book with a weird expression, pulled the bathrobe on the hanger at will and put it on himself, Xiao Huang Ben immediately said: [Unfortunately.

——It's a pity you are tall.

Xiao Li didn’t listen to Xiaohuangben’s words to blow his hair, but wanted to turn over the previous page first. In fact, if he could see the cover, he would find that the previous photos of Tan Li had disappeared. This meant The other party walked out of the confinement-but Xiao Huangben was not cooperative at this time, and was shaking and displaying: [Blowing hair.

Every time the black-haired teenager wants to turn forward, he will be shaken back to that page by its vibration and heat: [I will catch a cold.

right now.

Xiao Li: "..."

——So annoying, so annoying little yellow book!Will it shake great!

When something is repeatedly talked about by others, even if it is a good thing, most people will have a rebellious psychology. Therefore, Xiao Li does not intend to listen to Xiao Huang Ben. He simply ignores Xiao Huang Ben and finds himself from the side. Phone, browse the above information.

His WeChat shows that he has received many friend applications: [I am Zheng Yi.

[Xiao Li, Sherlock, I finally found out your contact information, please, add me, I want to say thank you!Please give me a chance to express my sincere thanks, QAQ.

Boss——

father!

Xiao Li: "..."

The little Huang Ben on the desk shook again this time. Xiao Li put down the phone, only to see another sentence on it: [...I'm not obedient.

sigh.

Sigh, Xiao Li was shocked, it even sighed, and it also wrote the word "sigh", this female ghost is so unique!

Xiao Li suddenly felt that this style of painting was a little cute, but the next second, he felt that this must be his illusion, because the next line was: [Then I can only help you blow it myself.

Xiao Li: "..."

He is suddenly a little bit square, this female ghost wants to help him blow his hair?How to help?

The black-haired young man's brain filled a pale woman, appeared behind him, holding a hair dryer-he was not scared, but felt that the picture was a bit unsightly...

He rarely finds something cute, so why bother to reveal the truth by himself?The ghost is hard to dismantle.

So he sighed, but in fact he took the hair dryer with a sense of fun in his heart, buzzing at his scattered wet hair, blowing a handful of hair on the top of his head, and he didn’t care, as if he had completed the task. Putting down the hair dryer, he picked up the little yellow book and wrote, "Is it all right?"

Xiao Huang Ben: [Chaos.

[But cute.

Xiao Li didn’t care about it. He had the time to turn the pages in front of him. However, he felt a little sleepy just after turning the two pages. Xiao Li brought sleepiness.

So he closed his little yellow book, went to the bed, lay down, and got into the bed made by the servant.

On that large bed, the juvenile clavicle is still generously exposed, slender and delicate, like a butterfly that wants to spread its wings high.

Before Xiao Li fell asleep, he faintly felt that someone leaned over and kissed his collarbone, which was a little itchy, but it seemed to be just an illusion.

Then the kiss, thin as a cicada's wings, lingered near his collarbone, came to his chest, and finally moved up to his forehead.

Xiao Li was really a little sleepy, almost unconscious, he fell into a deep sleep when he had no time to think about the future.

On the other side of the desk, the bright moonlight outside the window illuminates the small yellow book spread across the desk, reflecting a line of handwriting: [Good dream.

——

In another unknown space.

The moment Xiao Li came out, Tan Li and Xiao Ming were moved here.

This is a place without any doors or windows, like a square secret room.

Being able to teleport them here is no longer in the category of human power-and because of this, Xiao Ming feels even more desperate. He thought, all this was done by the female ghost in front of him, and wanted to torture him before he died. !

Xiao Ming kept shouting: "Is there anyone here to help me ah ah ah there are ghosts here!!"

However, no one paid attention to him until he broke his throat and no one came to rescue him. In the end, he could only look at the female ghost in front of him, trying his best to reduce his sense of existence.

On that night, Xiao Ming regretted that he entered Xiao Li's room because of a momentary impulse. If he didn't enter his room, he would not see ghosts. If he didn't see ghosts, he would not fall into this situation... …

The author has something to say: Xiao Huang Ben: I am yellow and red now (shy)