Naan felt creepy for a moment, stopped and watched Chi Sui and Long Xi leave.
Prime Minister Turtle walked slowly past him, muttering, "Are you still afraid of that kind of environment? I thought you were already fine..."
Pulling Long Xi out of the underground first floor and finding a seat in the ordering area, Chi Sui said with a serious expression, "Long Xi, do you have a heart disease?"
Long Xi looked away, lying on the table, not saying a word, looking lazy.
"Long Xi?"
Chi Sui pushed him gently again.
Long Xi then raised his eyelids: "My heart hurts."
Chi Sui scratched his head and said, "Do you have a heart disease?"
"hypertension?"
The more he talked, the more outrageous it became, and Chi Sui stopped talking.
"Long Xi, are you saying something?!"
Seeing that Chi Sui was really anxious, Long Xi got up from the table, thought for a moment, and described it seriously: "I don't like that kind of place."
"It's noisy."
“It’s too dark.”
Long Xi paused, then added, "It's too boring."
"It's like an airtight basement."
Chi Sui was stunned.
Seeing Chi Sui remained silent, Long Xi seemed to think that what he said was a bit confusing, so he explained, "Actually, I'm not afraid."
"Just now, I don't know why, I feel a little uncomfortable."
"If you feel uncomfortable, you want to leave."
Chi Sui listened carefully and asked cautiously, "Have you ever been locked up in a basement before?"
A flash of murderous intent appeared on Long Xi's indifferent expression, which frightened Chi Sui.
Perhaps sensing that Chi Sui was frightened, Long Xi turned his head away: "I'm hungry."
Chi Sui didn't dare to ask any more questions, but changed the subject: "Do you want to play script-killing?"
"I'll find a private room to take you to eat, and then we'll go play script-killing."
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