Quick Wear: The Stupid Beauty is Forced to Become a Heartthrob

Chapter 310 The Psychic Girl 10 I don’t want your things!

After going to bed, Xiaoyang chatted with the system, read a novel, and then fell asleep.

Nothing too scary happened in the past few days, so the lamb was very relaxed when he went to sleep.

then.

I'm being possessed by a ghost.

Although he was conscious, his body seemed to be frozen. He could not exert any strength no matter what he did. He could only feel mental despair.

She was panicking, and just like last time, she seemed to be isolated from the system and couldn't hear any sound from it.

This is so weird, why can't the system, a force outside of this plane, resist the ghosts here?

But Xiaoyang thought back to the day when he was trapped in the maze, and the system was clearly...

She couldn't figure it out, and couldn't think so much. She was very panicked and tried hard to wake up, but it was no use.

There was a sudden chill on his wrist, and then his wrist was wrapped in the chill. The lamb's heart was pounding, he was scared to death, and the corners of his eyes gradually became moist.

After an unknown amount of time, the chill gradually grew, and she felt her right hand forced open, as an invisible but cold hand interlocked its fingers with hers.

It's over, he's still a pervert.

The lamb's hands were cold, his heart was cold, and the tear finally fell.

But the lamb did not feel the wetness of tears. Could it be because he was dreaming?

How come this pervert is so powerful that he can't even defeat the system!

The man and the ghost held hands, and the lamb felt a chill on his face.

Another hand is coming up!

The coolness spreads from eyebrows to eyes, to nose, and then to mouth...

The lamb could feel his mouth being gently stroked, and his lips felt cold and uncomfortable, but the touch seemed to be filled with curiosity and exploration, just like a child touching his favorite toy.

Is it a kid? the lamb thought.

But then he thought of the big hand that was still holding his. That hand was obviously bigger than his own, so it was not a child's.

Maybe it's just a child who grows too fast? It's not impossible. Children nowadays seem to grow very fast.

Perhaps it was because of this thought that the lamb felt that it was harmless, and she gradually fell asleep again in relaxation.

The next morning, when the lamb got up to go to class, he found a blue mark on his wrist, which was a handprint.

Before the lamb could say anything, the system was scared to death. "Last night, something came again?"

The little lamb gave a brief description of what happened last night, and the little butterfly began to cry, "It must be because I'm too weak that I can't even defeat the ghosts. I will work hard in the next plane! Wuu ...

Two streams of water fell from the corners of the little butterfly's eyes.

lamb:……

"Well, it's nothing serious. Nothing happened to me. I wasn't scared last night. It didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards me."

Little Butterfly sobbed, "Y-Is that so?"

"Maybe it's just simply curious?"

The system didn't know either. It cried for a while, then made a promise to the lamb, and then calmed down.

The lamb breathed a sigh of relief when the sound of its crying disappeared from his mind.

Feeling Mo Qianlin's gaze beside him, Xiao Yang also turned to look at him, "What's the matter? Looking at me again."

Mo Qianlin turned his gaze to her wrist and pointed at the green mark on it, "Will it hurt?"

The lamb tried to hide his wrist, but because he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, he couldn't hide it, so he had to give up.

Just as I was about to answer his question, I suddenly felt very strange.

Isn't he curious? There's suddenly such a big handprint on his hand. Why does his question seem so natural? So natural that it seems like he knows something...

As if sensing the lamb's doubt, he asked again, "How did you get it? Will such a mark be uncomfortable?"

The lamb was not very smart, and after thinking about it for a long time, he could not come up with anything. Finally, he answered: "I don't feel anything."

"Oh." Mo Qianlin got the answer and began to stare at her intently again.

The lamb followed him and watched.

……

After class, Guan Mengna, whom Xiaoyang paid special attention to, went out.

Soon, news spread among the small detective group of people on their mobile phones.

Chi Run: [Guan Mengna said she didn’t think of anything, time is tight, let’s go to a coffee shop in the afternoon to talk in detail.]

Li Xiaoyang: [She proposed it? ]

Chi Run: [Well, she said that if she relaxes in a coffee shop, she might be able to remember it.]

Li Xiaoyang: [Okay, then we will wait for your news. ]

Chi Run: [Okay.]

After Xiaoyang finished replying, he told Mo Qianlin, and Mo Qianlin nodded to show that he understood.

During the next class break, Sheng Chi came over and knocked on Xiao Yang's desk, and placed a bottle of pure milk on her desk: "Then we don't have to go to the rooftop this afternoon?"

The lamb pushed the milk away and said, "Well, let's go tomorrow and see if there's any news about Chi Run."

Sheng Chi nodded, "Okay, they never clean up when they go to the rooftop, next time I'll ask them to clean up before they go."

That group of people are also frequent visitors to the rooftop. They always drink and eat snacks there, and they don’t clean up the garbage. When Xiaoyang and his friends went there yesterday, there was a lot of garbage there.

The lamb hummed and handed him the milk again, "I don't want it, you can take it."

Sheng Chi looked at the lamb's body, which was obviously malnourished, with thin arms and legs, and it looked unhealthy.

"One bottle a day, you'll grow taller. Look at how small you are."

The lamb glared at him, "I don't want your things!"

Sheng Chi didn't know what to say. He felt very bad. He put the bottle of milk on the table and left. "If you don't want to drink it, throw it away."

The lamb frowned and looked at his back, not knowing what to do with the bottle of milk. She didn't want to drink it, but it would not be good to throw it away, as it would be a waste. Perhaps it was a concept formed since childhood, and she would always feel bad about wasting things.

Before she could think too much, a bony hand reached out and took the bottle of milk.

Mo Qianlin asked her, "I'm so thirsty, can I drink?"

After the lamb nodded, he gulped down the drink, then crushed the paper box into pieces and threw them into the trash can.

During the next break, Mo Qianlin took out a bottle of the same milk from the drawer and said, "Here, drink it. I just drank yours, and I'm returning this to you. One bottle a day, and you'll grow taller."

The little sheep looked at his drawer suspiciously, "Why did you ask me for that bottle just now when there is milk?"

Mo Qianlin smiled unchanged, "I just bought it."

"But you didn't go out."

Mo Qianlin paused and changed his words, "I suddenly discovered it. Maybe I bought it, but I forgot about it."

After saying that, he opened the lid of the milk and handed it over. His expression was a bit like a puppy handing something to his owner, with sparkling eyes.

The lamb took a sip and muttered, "It's weird."

Sheng Chi, who was standing in front, finished reading the entire thing and crumpled the pages of the book in his hand into a ball.