Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

Song Nan's pupils were in a trance and her head was dizzy. She huddled on the sofa obediently and stared blankly at him, reaching behind his head and pinching out a pink cherry blossom petal from nowhere.

The chairman stared at the person who seemed to be in a downtime and said indifferently: "Are you out?"

Song Nan was stunned. He raised his head stiffly. When he saw the cherry blossom petals, his eyes suddenly wandered. He looked at his fingers and the coffee table, but he didn't dare to look at him: "Ha, ha, I..."

The chairman's golden eyes narrowed slightly, his fingertips curled up, and he gradually pinched the cherry blossom petals tightly: "Song Nan."

Song Nan swallowed unconsciously and responded weakly: "I just went to Sakura Avenue for a while..."

The chairman paused, sighed helplessly, reached out and rubbed his head: "Do you like cherry blossoms so much?"

Song Nan was shocked and remained silent.

Seeing his lowered head, the chairman sighed again: "Can I ask them to plant cherry blossoms around the building? Then you can see the cherry blossom forest here."

Song Nan's pupils shrank and he immediately waved his hand: "No!"

He raised his head and met those indifferent golden eyes, and smiled: "Chairman, there is no need to go to such trouble..."

However, the chairman remained silent, but his expression became colder and colder, which made him feel frightened.

Song Nan's smile faltered, she reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and said cautiously: "Chairman... I'm not going out."

The chairman frowned, aware of his disappointment, and shook his hand back, saying softly: "I have a lot to deal with recently. When I finish my work, I will go out with you for a walk."

After he finished speaking, he straightened up and rubbed his head: "Be good, go get some sleep. I'll have dinner delivered to you."

Song Nan stared blankly at his back and watched him walk out of the room. When the door was completely closed and the lock sounded, he slumped down on the sofa in despair.

"484, am I under house arrest? Isn't this a school? Why is this still happening?"

{Master, the world background of the dungeon is basically dominated by the dungeon boss. Players will not care about these when they come here. For them, as long as they can successfully pass the level. }

Song Nan pouted, doesn't this mean that the entire school is run by the dungeon boss?

He makes the rules, the NPCs are also his, and their ability values ​​are the ceiling of the world... For him, who plays the NPC, it is simply an unsolvable existence...

{Master, don’t worry, I have sent misleading information to the players and asked them to rescue you~}

"..." Song Nan was shocked and shouted that it was over!

The corners of his mouth twitched, he clenched his fists, and forced a smile: "Thank you."

{Hehehe, it is 484’s duty to serve the master!You’re welcome~}

Song Nan had a lump in his throat and had the urge to vomit blood.

He sighed deeply, stood up decadently, followed the route in his memory, walked to my invisible door next to the TV, then gently pushed it open and walked into the warm yellow bedroom inside.

Song Nan looked around, ignoring the silver chains hanging on the corner of the bed. The other arrangements were no different from a normal bedroom.

He looked at the soft plush carpet under his feet, then looked at the shoes he stepped on, and thought about whether he should ask the chairman to change the carpet. However, he had the impression that the chairman had a serious mysophobia. If he saw it, he would point out You may need to be scolded...

"click~"

"By the way, Nannan, be careful not to steal snacks." The door opened quietly, and the chairman's cold voice sounded behind him.

Song Nan shivered and turned around to look at him.

The chairman paused, his tone became lower and lower, and finally he stopped talking and silently stared at the plush carpet under his feet.

With tears in his eyes, Song Nan took a step back and walked out of the carpet, looking at him pitifully: "Ugh~ Chairman... I didn't mean it..."

The chairman took off his glasses, pinched his eyebrows, took a deep breath, walked quickly to him, picked him up gently, walked into the bedroom, put him on the single sofa, then knelt on one knee, reached out and held his hand. He gently lifted up his calf, quickly helped him take off his shoes and socks, and let him sit on the sofa to wait.

Then, he walked to the closet not far away, pulled out a piece of pajamas printed with pink flowers from a cabinet, squatted down and picked up a pair of soft slippers, and returned to Song Nan.

"Wash up and put it on again."

Song Nan nodded, took the clothes, dustpan and slippers and walked to the door on the right. Behind the door was a separate bathroom.

He hurriedly changed clothes and opened the door. Just as he was about to step on the carpet, he was picked up by a pair of hands. He threw away his slippers and walked towards the warm yellow bed. He gently put him down, tucked him in and walked into the bathroom. , picked up the basket piled with clothes and the slippers on the floor, and looked at the person lying obediently on the bed staring at him.

"You rest, I'll find someone to change the carpet, so it won't disturb your sleep."

The chairman pursed his lower lip, and there was a slight chill in his golden eyes behind the lenses: "If I wake you up, just tell me and I will let him know the consequences of doing so."

Song Nan remained silent and quietly lifted the quilt, only revealing a pair of wet eyes staring at him.

The chairman sighed softly: "I'll take the desserts on the table first. You can sleep peacefully."

Song Nan stared, stood up immediately, and stretched out his hand to try to stay. Unexpectedly, the door was closed, cutting off all thoughts.

His fingertips trembled, he covered his lips and swallowed the sweet smell in his throat. He lay back on the bed decadently and stared at the ceiling helplessly: "484, he took away my snacks."

{…}

{Master, why are you so obsessed with sweets in this world? }

Song Nan raised her tongue to her cheeks and tilted her head in confusion: "I don't know, I just like it so much. If I want to eat sweet things all the time, I'd better have endless candies, cookies and cakes!"

His eyes were shining brightly, as if he saw countless sweets flying in front of his eyes. However, his body was weak and the previous actions consumed a lot of energy. As a result, he became very sleepy not long after he got into bed, but he fell asleep after a while. .

……

"Well……"

Song Nan frowned, and his consciousness was awake, but his body could not move, and he was so heavy that he could not even open his eyelids.

He whimpered and moved his fingers with difficulty. Unexpectedly, his body became heavier, causing a sickly blush to appear on his face, tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, and he was about to be out of breath.

"Uh……"

Song Nan gritted his teeth, frowned, and his breathing sped up uncontrollably. Then he coughed loudly and spit out a small mouthful of blood.

Suddenly, the heaviness disappeared, and he opened his eyes suddenly, unexpectedly meeting a pair of vertical blue eyes like wild animals.

Song Nan's pupils shrank suddenly. He didn't have time to look at the other party's teasing eyes. He immediately sat up and covered his mouth with his hand, trying to suppress the flow of blood. However, a lot of blood still spilled out from between his fingers and fell on the warm yellow quilt. .

The warm yellow quilt is printed with dots of scarlet, slowly spreading out, like blossoming red plums, which is extremely conspicuous.

His face was pale, he lowered his eyes and stared at the scarlet dots, and frowned in unusual distress: "What should I do? The quilt is stained..."

"Hey, why aren't you afraid of me?"

Just when Song Nan was thinking about whether to destroy the body and eliminate traces, a crisp voice suddenly sounded from above.

He was stunned, looked up in confusion, and then saw a young man floating upside down in the air.

The young man was wearing a red Prajna mask, with long white hair flowing down, and a large ancient-style red robe. He was hanging cross-legged in the air. When he saw him, he finally noticed him. He turned around and floated down, stretched out his hands to support him, and raised his head. , slowly approached.

The full-face mask on his face turned into a half-face, revealing the fair and delicate face underneath.

The young man came close to the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and kept twitching the tip of his nose. Then his blue vertical pupils shrank, and he opened his mouth, revealing small and sharp canine teeth and a scarlet tongue, and approached again.

Song Nan frowned, feeling uncomfortable with his approach, and quickly fell back. But when the man saw this, he immediately stretched out his hand to hold the back of his neck, forcing him to be unable to retreat.

The young man pinched the back of his neck with one hand and his chin with the other. He lay on top of him, raised his head, and put the tip of his tongue out to touch the blood on his chin, and then gradually moved up, following the blood like a small animal. Licking up to the corner of his mouth, as if his blood was some delicacy in the world, he licked it extremely vigorously.

Song Nan's eyes widened and she stretched out her hand to push him away. Unexpectedly, his hand penetrated his body directly!

Although he couldn't touch the young man's body, the young man still restrained him tightly, so that he could only do useless work and could not escape from his control.

"buckle"

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the bedroom door, and the chairman's cold voice sounded from behind the door: "Song Nan, are you awake?"

Song Nan was shocked and anxiously pushed the boy's head out of thin air. Hearing the sound of the doorknob turning, his throat rolled and he had the urge to spit out a mouthful of blood.

pill!