clown game

Now, the bedroom in front of me is a typical "sloppy" female bedroom.

For a bedroom, the space itself is quite large, but due to all kinds of messy things piled up randomly, it looks very crowded.

The place closest to the door is a very high-end princess bed, which seems to reflect that the owner of the bedroom is a girly woman. However, the bedding on the bed has obviously not been washed for a long time, and they are piled up randomly. Fenfen's bed sheets still have traces of old aunts.

On the opposite side of the bed was a row of extremely large wardrobes. There were so many clothes inside that the doors of the cabinets were propped open, and the mess slipped to the ground like a landslide. Of course, no one cleaned it up.

The chairs on the side were also full of clothes, piled up like a hill.It is conceivable that when the owner of the bedroom wants to wear clothes, he will dig into the closet and rummage through it. If he finds it, he will pull it out, and if he pulls it wrong, he will throw it on the chair.

The shoes were thrown all over the floor, one here and the other, and there were still a few dirty socks that couldn't see the original color drooping inside!

In the corner by the wall, there are piles of shoe boxes. It can be seen that none of them will be cheap, but there seems to be a layer of dust on it, obviously it has not been touched for a long time.Next to the box, there are several leftover instant noodle barrels, inside a pool of red and yellow oily water, with green or white foam, and a few small damp molds floating on it.

All of the above occupy two-thirds of the space in the bedroom.

The rest of the place is filled with garbage.Plastic bags, snack crumbs, used tissues, socks, underwear, melon seed skins, beverage bottles...

Well... the whole bedroom is more or less like this.

But in this appallingly harsh environment, there is surprisingly a pure land.

Opposite the door, near the window... there is a dresser.

A large number of cosmetics are neatly arranged on the stage.The mirror and the tabletop are very clean, and they are wiped frequently after seeing it. The window faces the bustling street, which is a little bustling. The sun shines through the window and falls on an unnamed plant beside the window. , all seem to exist in another style of painting...

And in front of the dressing table, sat a woman.A very beautiful woman, also very young, about 25 years old, needless to say, her face is pulled up, her long hair is pulled up, she looks a little mature, whether it is skin or figure, people can't help but take a look at her , even prettier than those women who are glamorous on the screen. All these charming things are concentrated on one woman. I have to say that she must belong to the category favored by God.At this moment, she is wearing a white T-shirt, with one hand mopping her chin, looking out of the window thoughtfully, her almost translucent skin and the bulge on her chest make one feel in a trance for a moment, but soon, again Will be dragged back to reality by the old oil stain buried in the collar.

This is such a woman...

Her name is irrelevant... Anyway, most people who really know her now like to call her "Nurse".

Although she has not been a nurse for many years, now she just...eating, sleeping, watching dramas, shopping, skin care, bathing, exercising, and using most of her energy to make herself more beautiful, and at the same time make her bedroom more beautiful I can't get down even more.

……

"Snapped"

a very small popping sound

Suddenly, a man wearing a baseball cap appeared behind the woman.Appearing at the same time as him was Lin Fan who was covered in bruises and could only moan helplessly.

"Nurse" naturally heard this voice, and she also knew that two people suddenly appeared behind her.In the past month, these two people will appear in her bedroom every day, and she has long been used to it.

So she still maintained the posture just now, and she was too lazy to look back.

"It's really..." The punk in the baseball cap really didn't understand why a woman could be so sloppy, but he also knew that nothing he said would help, so he just muttered softly.

And the nurse didn't care at all, she was still looking out of the window blankly, suddenly, she seemed to feel something, turned her head, looked directly at the other's left foot, and then showed a playful expression: "Oh, you are also injured Already."

The baseball cap turned his head unconvinced: "Cut... just careless."

"Oh... I know, I was not careful..." The nurse responded, but what was revealed in her tone was definitely not the literal meaning.

The baseball cap couldn't bear it for a while, and he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only yell fiercely: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and heal me!"

The nurse chuckled, although the sarcasm was obvious, but the smile was still pretty: "Oh, I know you're in a hurry, after all, it's embarrassing for a novice to do this, and the wound is quite deep... Poof... Um, sorry. Just 20 seconds... 20 seconds!"

She tried her best to hold back her laughter, looking very painful.

The man in the baseball hat "cut" angrily, and kicked away a Coke bottle beside his feet: "Amin said, you have to speed up the progress. Next month, you may also go to the training ground."

The nurse put away her smile, nodded, and said "yes" very briefly.

The other party also nodded...

The conversation between the two did not continue. After another 5 seconds in an awkward atmosphere, the man in the baseball cap shook his left foot and stomped vigorously.

"OK?" he asked

"Well, it's all right." The nurse said, and then glanced at Lin Fan who was lying on the ground and moaning constantly: "Come pick him up in two hours."

"Oh..." The baseball cap agreed casually, then his figure shook, and with a clear sound... he disappeared, as if he didn't want to stay in this place any longer.

The nurse looked down at the extremely miserable Lin Fan again, shook her head helplessly, then turned her head, touched the plants in the flower pots on the window sill, and began to think again.

And Lin Fan was just like this, thrown into a mess of paper scraps, clothes, and drink bottles, it was quite pitiful.

But soon... His moaning sound gradually became smaller...

He felt very comfortable, the wound didn't hurt so much, it was even warm and itchy...

He knew that the woman in front was very unusual. Although she didn't even touch him, as long as he stayed around her, the damage in his body would recover quickly...

The blood congestion was dissipating, the strained muscles began to reverse, and the bones began to condense and solidify again.

This feeling of soaking in warmth was so wonderful that he couldn't help falling asleep.

Every day for the past month, he has been like this, fighting...in fact, being beaten until he is exhausted, and then he comes here, and after a few hours, his body will return to normal, and then he will return to that small In the room, the next day, repeat all this again.

Indeed, this kind of "training" has sharpened my fighting consciousness, my body is constantly getting stronger, and even the time of self-hypnosis is slowly extending...

However, this is not the life he wants... Hey... When will such a day end.

Lin Fan thought depressingly, and then...he really fell asleep.

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Chapter 194

What does Chen Xiao look like in our eyes?

I have nothing to do every day and can’t stay idle. Whenever I have a chance, I will do my best to die, show off cuteness, and make troubles. The social experience is low like a child.In addition, they don't like to use serum, so the group with weak physical fitness, apart from knowing a little about firearms, the rest of the combat weapons are at most at the stage of "knowing what they are for".

Such a person, compared to the white bear that the foundation focuses on, or Lin Fan, who is entrusted with an important mission by the mysterious organization, is far behind, just like a supporting role in a story...

And the real Chen Xiao...he really is this kind of B.

He doesn't seem to care about what most people in the story are pursuing, and he doesn't want to find power beyond ordinary people, nor is he willing to pursue a higher meaning of life, such as saving the world or seeking truth. It made him unable to arouse the slightest interest, as if he was already tired of those things.

Heh, such a person who can be slapped on the wall with one slap but can't be slapped on the wall, is he tired of this?

Just a joke.

......

Hmm... who knows.

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