Chapter 950: Shengchun First People’s Hospital 7

Chapter 950 Shengchun First People's Hospital 7

"I want to say, your phone case is really pretty."

Fu Anan swallowed back the words that were almost on her lips, she took a step back and returned to the dormitory.

The bright lights inside made her feel a little more comfortable. But Chen Die's direct gaze was impossible to ignore.

Fu Anan showed a stiff smile, and took the lead to break the weird atmosphere, "Sister, I'm going to bed, how about you?"

"Oh, you rest first, I have to chat for a while."

She talked on the phone, and her whole body softened again, returning to her usual normal appearance.

Fu Anan's smile hung stiffly on his face, and he returned to his bed. Listening to the intermittent voices outside, she didn't expect Chen Die to care so much about her mobile phone.

Want to watch it?

At that moment just now, she suddenly felt that Chen Die was also in danger.

But then again, wealth and wealth are in danger.

Fu An'an closed her eyes and went to sleep, preparing to wake up in the middle of the night to take a look and play by ear.

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The early morning of the third day of the game.

Fu Anan's eyeballs moved under the eyelids, and then, his body began to stretch, commonly known as stretching. The light from the inpatient building across the street shone through the glass on her legs kicking the quilt.

At this time, on the opposite bed, the quilt was raised high, and the body twisted more than Fu Anan.

Chen Die's bed creaked because of her large twisting, until her body showed a twisted arc.

Fu Anan was half asleep, but still thinking about stealing the phone. But when she heard a voice next to her, she instantly woke up.

She opened her eyes a very small slit, looked to the side for a while, and was so frightened that her breathing became short of breath.

Chen Die was on the bed, his body was in a ∏ shape with his back facing down and his front facing up.

Fu Anan closed his eyes after just one glance, not daring to look closely at all.

She didn't watch it, but it didn't mean Chen Die would let her go.

Fu Anan held her breath.

The legs protruding from the quilt wanted to be brought in, but dared not.

She tightly held a safety talisman, and her palms were sweating slightly because of nervousness.

After waiting like this for a long time, there seemed to be no movement beside the bed.

gone?

No, she should still be by the bed.

There was no sound around, Fu Anan was very sure that she didn't leave.

There was a gust of wind blowing in the room, and the temperature dropped by two or three degrees. Beads of sweat were also dripping from her forehead.

Don't panic, as long as my personality doesn't collapse, I'm safe.

She meditated in her heart.

At the same time, she remembered the information she got from Chen Die on the first day of the game. She is simple, she has no worries, and she can sleep until dawn.

right.

Fu Anan, who had figured it out, made up her mind that she would never open her eyes.

Count in my heart when I can’t fall asleep.

Counting from 1 to 2379, she knew that there was that thing next to her in time, and her mood became calm.

Just when she was gradually relaxing and feeling a little sleepy, a gust of dark wind suddenly came towards her.

On her face, a wisp of silky thing lightly brushed over her face, making goose bumps all over her body.

That's Chen Die's hair!

She is above her!

The twisted and hunched woman climbed on the ceiling, her face was thrown back, her hair drooped from the air and fell on her face. The woman is staring at her condescendingly in this weird posture!

Fu Anan instantly had a picture in his mind.

(end of this chapter)

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