Xia Ying panicked immediately, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
Bu Tiange commented with relish: "Miss Xia, your acting skills are not up to par."
How can you hug someone and not let go as soon as you meet them?
No one can stand it.
Even a non-human being can’t stand it.
Xia Ying looked up at Chen Fan and cried, "Ah Fan, don't you remember me? We used to have such a good relationship..."
"Xia Ying, a second lieutenant of the Northern Base Army and a wind-type esper who has just broken through to the intermediate level."
Bu Tiange revealed her identity and said leisurely, "I'm curious, if there's no air, how can you use your supernatural powers?"
"Don't be like this." Shen Fan curled his lips, "She can still be useful."
Xia Ying finally realized that her situation was not good.
She quickly pulled away, distanced herself from Shen Fan, and said disappointedly, "For you, I gave up the good life in the north and came to the south where zombies are everywhere. Does that mean my sincerity is worthless in your eyes?"
"So annoying." Bu Tiange picked up a bunch of green grapes from the fruit plate in front of him, picked the biggest one, peeled it and put it into his mouth.
Xia Ying mobilized her special abilities, and the air in the room began to flow around her.
The lights flickered and the huge crystal chandelier began to shake. At first it was just a gentle shake, but soon the shaking became violent.
Bu Tiange glanced at her and tucked his windblown hair behind his ears.
"The power of the intermediate level is extraordinary," she said.
Xia Ying stood in the center of the airflow and said proudly, "It's good that you know."
Bu Tiange put down the grapes and said, "Not pretending anymore? That's perfect. I don't want to be blamed for bullying the weak."
Before Xia Ying understood the deeper meaning of her words, she suddenly felt her head splitting as if a sharp blade was piercing her temple.
She screamed in pain, and the strong wind in the room dissipated.
Bu Tiange picked up the towel, wiped the grape juice off his hands, and stood up lazily.
She said this to Shen Fan, “You can do it yourself.”
Xia Ying felt boundless fear in her heart.
If she fell into the hands of a zombie...
She admitted that she did like Chen Fan, but that was before the virus broke out.
After the virus broke out, everyone was busy taking care of themselves. If it wasn't for the sake of taking credit, who would be willing to run to this chaotic south?
People's hearts are cold and it's the way the world is.
Bu Tiange deliberately walked to Chen Fan in front of Xia Ying and whispered to him.
"Don't read my mind unless you want to get yourself into trouble."
She thought arrogantly and deliberately: Well, Xia Ying is pretty good-looking, why not match her up with Shen Fan?
Chen Fan: Haha.
The pain in her brain intensified. Xia Ying knelt on the ground, holding her head in her hands, sobbing, "Chen Fan, give me a quick death!"
"Are you worthy?" Shen Fan smiled and looked down at her condescendingly.
Xia Ying screamed, "Don't look at me with those dirty eyes of yours, you monster!"
She struggled to raise her head, supporting herself on the ground with one hand and clenching the other into a claw, trying to make a desperate attempt.
Two ice blades chopped off her little finger.
"ah--"
Xia Ying collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, her eyes wide open in horror.
"I won't kill you. I'll just torture you slowly until your father begs me to let you go."
Chen Fan leaned over and looked at her, with a charming and alluring smile on his lips.
"Aren't you curious about who that woman who appeared in your room is? Listen carefully, she is mine. The person I like is her, and it has never been you."
Xia Ying was stunned. "You are not Chen Fan, you are..."
Outside the room.
Bu Tiange walked out of the suite and closed the door.
"Mom, hug me." A pair of white and chubby little paws stretched out in front of her.
Bu Tiange frowned, "Why are you here?"
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