Chapter 37 The Law of Seven and Eight
Wen Lang was eventually pushed away by a mysterious force. He still wanted to hug Qiu Tingxu.
As a result, even at such a close distance, he seemed to be stuck in a maze and could not get close to Qiu Tingxu.
He completely collapsed and was even ready to pounce on Xu Yansheng.
Before he could pounce on her, Xu Yansheng's thin lips moved slightly: "Sure."
Wen Lang remained motionless with his wings spread out like a roc.
Xu Yansheng said again: "Go back to your seat."
Wen Lang put on the mask of pain and walked towards his desk.
After he sat down, he was free again.
But he was still a little dazed, and even forgot to be afraid.
"That just now...was that the Word Spirit Technique?"
Qiu Tingxu was still touching the air around him, trying to feel the air wall that had just blocked Wen Lang, but he ended up touching nothing.
"Well, now that you've experienced it yourself, is it exciting?"
Wen Lang was so excited that he was shaking with excitement.
"Exciting... too damn exciting, but it just doesn't feel good."
"It seems that the sunflower acupuncture and puppet manipulation technique hit me together."
"How should I put it? The feeling of losing my freedom is terrible!"
Qiu Tingxu laughed: "Really? I haven't felt it before. Who told you to try to attack Xu Yansheng? I don't dare to touch him casually."
"Right, Xu Yansheng?"
Xu Yansheng didn't give him face: "No."
Qiu Tingxu: "? Tell me when did I touch you?"
Xu Yansheng said seriously: "At 3 o'clock this afternoon."
Wen Lang finally stopped being dull and learned how to answer questions quickly.
"I know, I know, Qiu, you just hugged the school beauty!"
“It’s really casual.”
Qiu Tingxu felt a flock of crows flying over his head, caw, caw, caw.
"No, why am I so casual? Wasn't I doing that to protect Xu Yansheng?"
Wen Lang didn't listen and kept muttering: "Oh, yes, you held his wrist tightly behind him. Oh my, I'm not as clingy as you when I'm in love."
Qiu Tingxu: "...I'll give you a big cunt! Are you not afraid anymore?"
"Don't you feel a pair of feet tapping your head? It's shaking back and forth."
Wen Lang closed his mouth: "..."
Xu Yansheng looked at Qiu Tingxu quietly, which was so scary that he didn't even read the book.
His eyes were too calm and lasted for too long, so long that it was no longer in line with his introverted personality.
So much so that Qiu Tingxu touched his face in surprise, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Xu Yansheng's eyes moved to the top of his head, "Now, above your head."
Qiu Tingxu: "..."
He silently reached out and touched the top of his head, but didn't feel anything unusual.
"Don't blackmail me. I don't even feel the coolness."
Xu Yansheng looked at the top of his head, rolled his eyes up and down twice, then lowered his head as if nothing had happened and glanced at Qiu Tingxu.
"Um."
It’s not clear whether she was lying to him or not, but the action just now made people full of imagination.
Finally, Wen Lang got the chance.
"You're done, Qiu. You need a pair of eyes watching you when you sleep at night."
Qiu Tingxu: "..."
He moved his chair towards Xu Yansheng, feeling that this was the safest place.
"Um, Xu Yansheng, I have a suggestion, would you like to listen to it?"
Xu Yansheng nodded.
Qiu Tingxu: "That's right, can I sleep with you tonight?"
Xu Yansheng didn't react at all, but Wen Lang reacted very suddenly.
"Qiu Tingxu, you double standard dog! It's not crowded if you sleep in the same bed with the school beauty, right?"
Who would have thought that Qiu Tingxu actually nodded, pointing at his muscular body, and speaking with confidence.
"Look at your skeleton. How can it compare to the skinny Xu Yansheng?"
"I don't have any ACD number in my mind."
Wen Lang almost couldn't hold back and punched him.
"Humph, do you think the school beauty will sleep with you? She is a mysophobe!"
Qiu Tingxu looked at Xu Yansheng eagerly.
Then Xu Yansheng was like an emotionless killer, unmoved.
"no."
Qiu Tingxu lowered his head in disappointment and settled for the next best thing: "Then I'll just have to squeeze in with the prodigal son."
Prodigal Son was the nickname he gave to Wen Lang, a nickname that Wen Lang objected to in vain.
When Wen Lang heard him go back on his word, he was not angry, and even welcomed him.
"Sure, then come and sleep with me, we can stay together for warmth."
Xu Yansheng's fingers holding the book moved slightly, and his brows wrinkled slightly.
I wanted to say no, but there didn't seem to be any reason to object.
So he kept silent.
This page of the book seemed to take an especially long time to read; he spent half an hour reading without even turning a page.
Leng Bai's slender fingers pinched the bridge of her nose, pinched it twice, and then let go dejectedly.
He closed the book and put it on the bookshelf, then washed his hands, wiped them clean, and prepared to go to bed.
While climbing the ladder, he paused for a moment and spoke quickly.
Unfortunately, it happened too suddenly, and the two people below were wandering in the canyon and didn't hear clearly what he said.
Qiu Tingxu took off his headphones and asked him, "Xu Yansheng, did you speak?"
Xu Yansheng shook his head and continued to climb.
Qiu Tingxu waited for a while but didn't hear what he said, so he put on his headphones again.
Not long after the fierce battle, a sound that did not belong to the game suddenly appeared in my mind.
[There are no more ghosts.] 】
The voice was clear as if it was spoken right next to his ear, but he was sure that his game volume was turned up very loud.
If it was really Xu Yansheng who spoke, he should not have been able to hear it.
Looking at the word "victory" appearing on the phone screen, he hurriedly took off his headphones without waiting to check the results.
He asked Wen Lang, "Langzi, did you hear anyone talking just now?"
Wen Lang roughly pulled down his gaming headset with one hand and shook his head to try to straighten his messed-up hair.
"Huh? What's that sound? Are you talking about the sound of trolls scolding people in the game?"
Qiu Tingxu scratched his hair and began to urge Wen Lang to take a shower.
"Langzi, you've been in military training for a whole day. Do you smell the stench of sweat on your body? Go take a shower!"
Wen Lang raised his arm and sniffed carefully, revealing an intoxicated expression, "You don't understand this, this is called manliness!"
Qiu Tingxu raised one hand and pinched his nose, and waved the other hand twice in the air exaggeratedly.
"The reputation of manliness has been damaged."
While Wen Lang was humming a song and getting his clothes to go to the bathroom, Qiu Tingxu threw his phone on the table and tiptoed to the head of Xu Yansheng's bed.
"Xu Yansheng~"
Xu Yansheng lay straight, motionless.
Qiu Tingxu put his hands on his mouth to make a trumpet shape, "Xu Yansheng~"
Xu Yansheng opened his eyes and tilted his head to the outside, staring straight at Qiu Tingxu.
Without saying anything, he just stared at him.
Qiu Tingxu looked back with a smile, "Did you just say in your heart that there are no ghosts in the dormitory?"
Without waiting for Xu Yansheng's response, he began to talk to himself again.
"Then I'd better sleep alone. I really can't handle Langzi's body size."
“What if I get squeezed into shrimp strips?”
"Anyway, you're still in the dormitory, so these ghosts shouldn't come here blindly, right?"
Xu Yansheng turned sideways and faced the wall.
After a while, a "hmm" sound floated in the air.
The volume was so low that if Qiu Tingxu hadn't left yet, he wouldn't have been able to hear it at all.
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