Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

As for the rest of the people who knew the truth and how the original heroine was treated, none of them stood up to explain the cause and effect. Instead, they watched the fermentation of public opinion with a cold eye, leaving the dead soul of the original owner unable to rest in peace underground.

And Jiaoyang's mission this time is to rewrite the ending of the original heroine. Even if it is natural to kill someone to pay for life, at least her death should be made a thing worthy of sadness, instead of making her become the kind of crazy murderer that the people say.

However, it was also because the original heroine had killed someone and she was deemed to have died in the numerical judgment of the system when she died. Therefore, the contract was not reached at that time, so the contract could only be established between Jiaoyang and her.

So there was the first scene.

Jiaoyang looked at the scene outside the door, the corners of her mouth slightly curved in a strange way.

Therefore, this sixty-day countdown game officially begins from this moment.

But it was up to her to decide when it would end.

On the pure white sheets of the hospital, the little girl's thick black hair was spread out on them, and the light from the window shone in. This scene was particularly beautiful.

Jiaoyang's eyelashes trembled a few times, she struggled to wake up from her sleep and stretched.

When his eyes touched the surrounding scene, a dazed emotion flashed through his eyes.

"Strange. Why am I here? I obviously know"

Shouldn't she confess her love to Senior Bo at school? Moreover, he seemed to have rejected himself.

Thinking of this, Jiaoyang lowered her head, looking a little disappointed.

"Hey, I've been waiting for you here for a long time, and I finally woke up."

A joking voice came from the door, startling Sheng Jiaoyang.

She moved her eyes to the door. The guy with a cigarette in his mouth, a cynical look on his face, and a wicked smile on his lips, who could it be if he wasn't Fu Qiran?

Jiaoyang panicked instantly, picked up the quilt on the bed and hurriedly blocked it in front of her, confused: "Why are you here?"

Fu Qiran raised his eyebrows, put his hands in the pockets of his coat, and walked towards her step by step, looking at her: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in you at all. Ah no."

As if he thought of something interesting, the teasing tone in his mouth became stronger, and he got closer and closer to her. Finally, he stretched out a hand and placed it on the bed behind her.

Because of this movement, his beautiful face also magnified in front of her.

"In a sense, there is still a little bit of interest."

Fu Qiran was already good-looking. His grandfather, Mr. Fu, was already a famous handsome man in his generation. His father's genes were not bad, not to mention half of his mother's genes.

Fu Qiran has always been good-looking since he was young, and he will inevitably receive praise from others no matter where he goes. Just such a face appeared in front of Jiaoyang so suddenly. She didn't have much interaction with boys, so she almost blushed.

"What do you want to do?" Jiaoyang turned away her head and stretched out her hand, trying to push his chest away, but she was so scared that she closed her eyes.

This man has always had a bad temperament. Even with a pretty face, he will make girls hate and fear him.

He was sarcastic to her last time and said that no boy would like her, which made her very unhappy. Jiaoyang really didn't know what purpose he had here now.

"Whatever you say I want to do, I can do to you."

Fu Qiran looked at her expression with a half-smile, then suddenly stretched out a hand and twisted her chin.

"I didn't come all this way to see you just to see this ridiculous Sheng Jiaoyang. I originally thought that it would be great if I could see her. If I was unlucky, I might be able to meet that No. 2. .As a result, you look like this now."

His fingers suddenly tightened, and Jiaoyang almost screamed, but her mouth was covered by another hand.

Fu Qiran's eyes were dark, and there was some indescribable emotion in them: "I am really disappointed now."

"I can not understand what you say."

Jiaoyang tried her best to make a sound, but her chin was still in someone's hand, so painful that she was about to dislocate it. Tears kept streaming from her eyes, feeling very aggrieved.

She couldn't figure out this mysterious man. It's just because her personality doesn't please him, so can he just find someone else? She did something wrong to deserve to be treated like this.

"I have always been like this, even if we are not familiar with each other, we have stayed in the same school for so long. There are so many people in the world, what does it matter whether you like me or not? So you Is it because you can't stand me that you followed me to the hospital and wanted to do something cruel to me when I was sick? Fu Qiran, are you still a man? "

"No, you are not like this sometimes."

Fu Qiran took back his hand and looked at her with interest: "I really don't like you. There is someone else who interests me."

Why should such a useless protagonist occupy the body as a matter of course? Compared to her, aren't the two more powerful sub-personalities better? Why did those people let her disappear? The people at the hospital were so pedantic.

"Then go find her quickly and don't pester me." Jiaoyang was a little surprised by his behavior and touched her saved chin.

"So, Junior Sister Jiaoyang, be obedient, let her out and talk to me, okay?" Fu Qiran tilted his head with a smile, "I don't care what she is, I want to see her, who wants to Who am I to worry about if she disappears?"

Otherwise, there would be nothing so interesting in this world.

Facing his words, Jiaoyang was confused for a while, and then she became more and more frightened: "You mean how do you know?"

"Miss Shanda is really forgetful, didn't I tell you? I saw you in the mental hospital that day. Do people with schizophrenia not only lose their memory when they are ill, but also forgetful?" He raised his eyebrows. , and then spread his hands.

"But, as for how I knew you had triple personality schizophrenia, and what about your second personality and negative personality, isn't it just a shabby hospital that locks up information. I forgot to tell you, the boss has always been obsessed with the Internet. It’s quite researched.”

"You" Jiaoyang's eyes filled with disbelief, "If you dare to tell me, the Sheng family will not let you go."

"That's it?" Fu Qiran raised the corners of his mouth sarcastically and raised his chin arrogantly, "I'm sorry, can you say something a little more threatening?"

However, the next second, he was grabbed by a pair of hands, so fast that he didn't even have time to react, and he was already pressed against the door panel next to him.

The face was also pressed on it, and the handsome and handsome face was squeezed until it became fleshy and deformed.

Fu Qiran was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and met a pair of deep and eerie eyes.

"Is that enough now?"

Two chapters in one.