Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 244: 4 conditions for winning the script-killing game (19) 2 more ~

Everyone was stunned for a long time until Li Hua noticed that Song Yuesheng had left the restaurant.

He was a little curious: "Can we leave now?"

Sivis smiled and said, "Of course, Mr. Li. Officer Matt has taken the murderer, Mr. Zhou Shanqing, away."

what? !

Li Hua looked towards seat number five in disbelief, only to see that Zhou Shanqing, who had been lying on the ground, had disappeared at some point.

Even Officer Matt, who I saw when I opened the door just now, was gone.

The fear in his heart made him dare not stay any longer, and he quickly fled the restaurant.

Seeing this, other players also left one after another.

Si Wan didn't want to leave, but because there were too few NPCs here, she had to follow the crowd out of the restaurant.

It was not until all the players left that Mrs. Cheng came back to her senses from her dull gaze and touched Mr. Cheng's arm.

"Old Cheng, was that Little Cheng just now?"

Mr. Cheng: “…right.”

"No, I have to go and see for myself."

Mrs. Cheng said and turned away.

"Xiaoqing, you..."

Mr. Cheng couldn't stop it.

Mr. Cheng patted Mr. Cheng on the shoulder and smiled very proudly.

"Ask that kid whatever he wants, just let her be the gatekeeper. I've always said that the eldest daughter of the Si family is the nemesis of the brat. No wonder the brat looked so strange yesterday. Hahaha."

Mr. Cheng’s bitter smile became even more intense.

He sighed helplessly: "Dad, you know Xiaoqing. She can make eight out of the three points she saw. There is not much to say about the two brothers."

"Well...then I'll have someone call her back."

Mr. Cheng hesitated for a moment, then sent someone to call Mrs. Cheng.

In fact, he is quite optimistic about the eldest daughter of the Si family.

That brat needs someone to discipline him.

It would be best if he could quit racing.

He and his wife are both old and can't stand any stimulation.

……

After leaving the restaurant, Song Yuesheng went to the dining area next door.

She wanted to have some dessert to replenish her energy.

It's not that I'm using my brain too much, but I'm really angry and want to divert my attention.

If clues are not properly discussed in public chats, voting will be a joke.

She will never play this kind of script-killing game again.

"Song Yuesheng, are you fainted? Song Yuesheng..."

A rapid knock on the door brought Song Yuesheng back to his senses.

She looked at the red mark on her left shoulder and neck in the mirror and splashed it with cold water several times.

Cheng Yixing, who knocked on the door, was also annoying.

She took the dessert and he followed.

Sivis said an hour lunch break.

So she went back to her room and he followed.

If Cheng Yixing hadn't called her "Shengsheng", she would have been stunned for a moment.

It's strange that he could come in.

Song Yuesheng has a clear understanding of himself.

She is not good-looking and has a bad temper.

When I met Cheng Yixing yesterday, I almost beat him up.

Therefore, she really wanted to know how much Cheng Yixing had imagined to be able to call out the name "Shengsheng" within one day.

Heavy love brain?

Not like.

If Cheng Yixing is, he should follow Si Wan closely.

And he announced to everyone at the dinner that Si Wan belonged to him.

It's really weird.

**

"Open the door, Song Yuesheng, if you don't open it, I will break in!"

Outside the door, Cheng Yixing's voice was mixed with anxiety.

The next moment, Song Yuesheng suddenly turned the bathroom door handle, as if it was the externalization of her inner irritability.

She raised her eyes speechlessly: "Brother, I said I want to be alone for a while. Can you please stop calling me like a ghost?"

Cheng Yixing lowered his eyes, a complex expression flashed across his face: "You didn't speak, I thought you fainted."

The dagger was still in her left boot.

He couldn't help but think about it.

"Then I'm fine now, you can go."

Song Yuesheng walked around and prepared to walk to the door to open it for him.

However, after taking two steps, her wrist was loosely wrapped by him.

"I've already told you that I will be responsible for you. Song Yuesheng, you haven't given me an answer yet."

It’s okay to refuse.

He has plenty of time.

Song Yuesheng sighed and looked back at him: "Cheng Yixing, you and I have only known each other for one day. How could you like me so quickly? Even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe this."

Cheng Yixing pursed his lips slightly, his eyes flickering, as if there were thousands of words condensed in his throat, but he didn't know where to start, and in the end it just turned into a complicated look.

Song Yuesheng tapped his fingers lightly.

Then she pulled her wrist out of his grasp.

She walked towards Cheng Yi step by step, with her hands around his neck.

He is too tall.

She could barely reach his Adam's apple by standing on tiptoe.

But enough is enough.

Song Yuesheng leaned forward, kissed his Adam's apple, and stroked Cheng Yixing's neck with her fingertips.

now.

The air seemed to be filled with a scent called "temptation".

Her voice was like a whisper in the middle of the night, gently lingering around Cheng Yixing's ears.

"Cheng Yixing, have we met before?"

Cheng Yixing's body stiffened, and he tried to calm his heartbeat that was disturbed by her touch, but he couldn't help but let a sound escape from his lips.

"Um……"

Hearing this, Song Yuesheng let him go and smiled with eyes curved into crescents: "I really have seen it."

Just then, Cheng Yixing lowered his head.

The two people's eyes met in this small space.

Song Yuesheng saw the blush at the corners of his eyes and heard his heavy breathing due to restraint.

Cheng Yixing suddenly hugged her waist and brought them closer.

"I saw you bathing last night and I was attracted by your beauty. It was so beautiful in my dream that I couldn't forget it after I woke up."

"What?"

Cheng Yixing suppressed the desire that arose from her and stared at her closely: "I mean, I just saw you yesterday. If I hadn't bumped into you by accident last night, I might... not like you."

"Song Yuesheng, kissing a man's Adam's apple will result in very severe punishment."

He stared at her lips, his eyes deep.

However, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck.

The next moment, the world was spinning.

Cheng Yixing was thrown to the ground again.

Song Yuesheng rubbed his wrist, walked over and looked at him.

"I'm telling you, if you ever touch me again, this kind of punishment is the lightest. The heaviest is..."

She paused, squatted down, and poked his face: "Cheng Yixing, do you want to know? This way, next time you do it, you will have an idea in your mind."

Cheng Yixing grabbed her restless hands and slowly sat up from the ground.

He leaned against the bed, rubbed his head, and snorted in dissatisfaction: "You beat me lightly. Song Yuesheng, if I didn't want to hurt you, you would not be my opponent at all."

"Is that so..." Song Yuesheng stretched out the last syllable, then shook his head in distress, "Then I will show you the heaviest punishment now."

Cheng Yixing immediately became alert.

Guess whether she's going to punch, kick, or even play with the dagger.

however.

The girl in front of him seemed to lose her support and fell into his arms with a "bang".

"Song Yuesheng?"

She brushed her hair away from her face, revealing a smiling face.

Then, she placed his hand under her nose and said gently, "Cheng Yixing, you have to feel it well."

feel?

What do you feel?

Cheng Yixing frowned in confusion.

But as the girl's breathing weakened, panic rose in his heart.

No wounds.

Is it poison?

impossible.

He saw her with his own eyes, and she had no chance to drink the poison.

correct.

Breathing may not be accurate.

Cheng Yixing's hand slowly moved down to the girl's heart.

It's so quiet.

He moved his lips, his eyes were red, and he couldn't hide the panic on his face.

Two more days?

three days?

But he couldn't wait even a moment now.

Just at this moment, someone gently pinched his face.

"Now you know the most severe punishment."

Cheng Yixing suddenly lowered his head and saw the girl's beautiful smile.

punish……

what.

It is indeed the most serious one.

Cheng Yixing wanted to bully Song Yuesheng severely so that she would remember not to scare him again.

But she was also afraid that her strange death would cause her to really die at some point.

So, he poked her face, with a fierce look on his face, and said viciously: "Song Yuesheng, you can threaten me like this just because you like me."

Unexpectedly, Song Yuesheng nodded honestly.

"Yeah. If you don't like me, I won't threaten you. Cheng Yixing, are you threatened?"

"Humph."

Cheng Yixing turned his head away.

Song Yuesheng laughed even more happily.

One thought can determine life and death, and it works a hundred times.