Chapter 84 I still prefer your unruly look Shi Ling was stunned. They hadn't seen each other for just a day. Why did his roommates become so enthusiastic?
Hearing Gu Jiayi's words, Shi Ling noticed her panicked expression, the spirit summoning game supplies on the ground, and the smiling Senior Sister A Piao beside her, and suddenly realized.
How to say?These roommates are quite capable of committing suicide.
She let Su Xingwan hang on her body, lowered her eyes, and suddenly said sadly: "Shi Ling? No, the past Shi Ling is dead..."
"Ahhh!"
Su Xingwan screamed in horror, immediately let go and jumped far away.
The other roommates also stayed a meter away in an instant, looking at her fearfully and warily.
Shi Ling raised his head, "I am Twisting Skull Shi Ling."
Everyone: "..."
Lin Lin was angry: "Is Pixia happy?"
Shi Ling: "A little bit."
After confirming that the look in her eyes was Shi Ling, Pei Qi patted her chest and said, "You scared me to death! Amitabha, I'm going to have a heart attack."
Gu Jiayi also breathed a sigh of relief, "Shi Ling, why did you suddenly return to school?"
Shi Ling said half-truthfully, "I calculated with my fingers, and if I think someone is trying to commit suicide, I'll come back and have a look."
Of course, she didn't pinch it, it was just that when she first came back, the school was closer than where she lived, and she wanted to sleep for Su Xingwan and the others playing the spirit summoning game to death, Shi Ling knew it, and also knew that Senior Sister A Piao would not harm them. At most, it was just a prank to scare them.
Pei Qi looked at Shi Ling as if she were looking at a savior with powerful powers, "I knew you must be the master, Shi Ling!"
Su Xingwan hugged Shi Ling's arm, as if she could feel safe in this way, her eyes were red from crying, and her voice was choked with sobs: "Shi Ling, why don't you come back sooner? We are all scared to death."
Shi Ling wanted to withdraw his hand, but Su Xingwan hugged her tighter and tighter.
Shi Ling: "Su Xingwan, let go."
Su Xingwan looked at her crying, "I don't want it!" Shi Ling was so cold that she couldn't help but say, "Don't be like this, Su Xingwan, I still like your unruly look. Your eyes are even sticky than when you look at Xi Jin. "
Su Xingwan threw her hand away angrily and walked away, but within a few seconds, she shrank back to Shi Ling in fear, "Is that senior sister still there?"
Shi Ling: "Yes, right in front of you."
Su Xingwan's face froze, and her tears seemed to have stopped.
"You look in the mirror and you can see her."
Su Xingwan turned to look at the mirror on the door, her eyes suddenly widened.
Right in front of her, there was a long-haired girl in school uniform!The girl also looked towards the mirror, and her eyes met through the mirror.
"what!"
Senior Sister A Piao flipped her hair and rolled her eyes, "What do you call it? I've never seen a beautiful woman."
Miraculously, when they saw Senior Sister A'Piao, Su Xingwan and others also heard her voice.
Putting aside the fact that she is not a living person, it seems that she is no different from a living person? Seeing that Senior Sister A Piao had no intention of harming them, Su Xingwan breathed a sigh of relief and asked Shi Ling: "She won't always be here, right?"
Shi Ling nodded: "Yeah, she lives under your bed."
Su Xingwan became even more frightened, "Oh, oh, oh, Shi Ling, I was wrong. I shouldn't have taken your bed in the first place. Can you save her and don't let her there?"
Senior Sister A Piao was not happy: "You sleep on the bed and I sleep on the floor, I didn't even say anything, and you still want to drive me away? Besides, Shi Lingling's relationship with me is much better than with you~"
Shi Ling walked to the middle of the dormitory and glanced at the things on the ground, "Do you have enough courage to play the game of Bixian Zhaoling?"
The initiator, Shui Miaomiao, looked at Senior Sister A'Piao in fear and whispered, "We didn't expect that we could really attract ghosts."
Senior Sister A'Piao: "When I was playing games, I kept calling people Pen Fairy. Now that I'm tired of playing, I call them Ghost. Ha, woman."
(End of this chapter)
