Chapter 950 Shengchun First People's Hospital 7

"I want to say, your phone case is really beautiful."

Fu Anan swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth. She took a step back and returned to the dormitory.

The bright lights inside made her feel a little more comfortable, but Chen Die's fixed gaze was impossible to ignore.

Fu Anan showed a stiff smile and took the lead in breaking the weird atmosphere, "Senior sister, I'm going to sleep, how about you?"

"Oh, you take a rest first, I want to chat for a while."

When she talked about the phone, she softened up again and returned to her normal self.

Fu Anan's smile was stiff as she returned to her bed. Listening to the intermittent voices coming from outside, she didn't expect Chen Die to care so much about her own phone.

Do you want to watch more?

At that moment, she suddenly felt that Chen Die was also in danger.

But then again, wealth and honor are achieved through risk.

Fu Anan closed his eyes and went to sleep, preparing to wake up in the middle of the night to take a look and act accordingly.

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Early morning of the third day of the game.

Fu Anan's eyes twitched beneath her eyelids, and then her body began to stretch, commonly known as stretching. The light from the inpatient building across the street shone through the glass onto her leg as she kicked off the quilt.

At this time, on the bed opposite, the quilt was bulging high, and the body was twisting even more than Fu Anan.

Chen Die's bed creaked because of her violent twisting, until her body formed a twisted arc.

Fu Anan was half asleep, but still thinking about stealing the phone. But when she heard a sound next to her, she woke up instantly.

She opened her eyes a tiny slit and looked to the side for a moment, her breathing becoming rapid out of fear.

Chen Die was lying on the bed, her body forming an N shape with her back facing downwards and her front facing upwards.

Fu Anan just took a quick glance and then closed her eyes, not daring to look closely.

Just because she doesn't watch anymore doesn't mean Chen Die will let her go.

Closing her eyes, her hearing became so sharp. The sound of hands and feet clacking on the floor came closer and closer, stopping beside her bed.

Fu Anan held her breath.

I wanted to pull my legs that were exposed outside the quilt back in, but I didn't dare.

She held a peace amulet tightly in her hand, her palms sweating slightly from nervousness.

I waited like this for a long time, but there seemed to be no movement by the bed.

Gone?

No, she should still be by the bed.

There was no sound around, and Fu Anan was sure that she had not left.

A chilly breeze blew through the room, dropping the temperature by two or three degrees. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead.

Don't panic, as long as my character doesn't collapse, I'm safe.

She muttered to herself.

At the same time, she recalled the information she had extracted from Chen Die on the first day of the game. She was simple, she had no worries, and she could sleep until dawn.

right.

Fu Anan, who had figured it out, decided not to open his eyes.

If you can’t sleep, just count in your mind.

As she counted from 1 to 2379, she realized that there was something next to her, and her mood became calmer.

Just as she was gradually relaxing and feeling a little sleepy, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew towards her.

A strand of silk-like thing brushed gently against her face, giving her goose bumps all over her body.

That's Chen Die's hair!

She is above herself!

The woman with a twisted and hunched body was crawling on the ceiling, her face tilted back, her hair hanging down from the air and sweeping across her face. The woman was staring down at her in this weird posture!

Fu Anan suddenly had a picture in her mind.