Infinite Game: The delicate and charming girl wins every game

Ji Zhe didn't know how to react for a moment, and he really didn't expect that Yin Quan seemed to really think he was a witch;

Unable to bear the guilt for a moment, Ji Zhe narrowed his eyes and began to smile at the man. The boy's eyes were dark and bright, and his porcelain-like skin reflected a faint and bright smile;

In Yin Quan's opinion, the boy must be worried that he would reveal his identity as a witch. His fair and flawless face was slightly flushed, and his pursed lips were as delicate as petals.

He thought that Ji Zhe was giving him a positive answer:

"I'm still a little unclear about numbers 7, 8, and 9. I'll check tomorrow. If I'm not the one who got stabbed tonight, that's it. I'll pass first."

Yin Quan lowered his eyes and slowly sat back in his seat. He was still thinking about the way the boy smiled at him just now, so naturally he didn't notice that You Wei in the dark was supporting her chin with one hand, her eyes lazily sweeping over the two of them, and her slightly lowered eyes revealed a hint of weirdness, as if she had thought of something.

It was the turn of tattooed man number four. He seemed much calmer, not as irritable and brainless as he was at the beginning, but he didn't look very good either;

The tattooed man touched his face with one hand, his expression was gloomy, as if he had seen through the world:

"Let me be clear first. I'm a good person. I'll vote with you. I've figured out that this kind of brain-stimulating game is really not for me. At the beginning, Number Five's words sounded so much like a werewolf, but it turned out that he was the prophet. It's really outrageous. And the wolf hair you said you found today, if I were to take a look, I would think that the remaining two werewolves are Number One and Number Two."

As he spoke, he frowned, looked at Chu Huan and Yin Quan, scratched his already messy hair, and muttered:

"Oh, forget it, forget it. I can't think straight so I won't say anything more. I vote with you guys. Pass."

Ji Zhe always felt that he seemed to have suddenly changed his personality. How could he have changed so much in a short time?

However, based on the tattooed man's previous remarks, it was actually a little late for him to say anything now.

"Well...I'm a good person."

This was Ji Zhe's first sentence. He seemed to be a little hesitant about what he was going to say next. He lowered his head and thought for a long time.

When others looked at him, they could only see the boy's long eyelashes trembling slightly with his breathing between his hanging hair, like a butterfly about to fly out.

"And... I am a good player with a priesthood. As for why I chose to say this, it was because of what No. 2 said just now——"

Ji Zhe frowned and raised his head, looking at Yin Quan nervously;

His whole body would go limp when he lied, not to mention that he was being watched by so many people. He had to try hard to calm himself down so that he wouldn't look so guilty. His hands, which no one could see under the round table, had already been tightly clasped together, and even his originally white earlobes were stained with a hint of crimson.

Fortunately, the light shining on the player when he was speaking was not very bright, so the boy's appearance could not be seen clearly;

Only when Yin Quan found that the boy was looking at him, his watery eyes looked pitiful as if he could cry at any time, but he did not want to comfort him.

He remembered that when he played Werewolf in real life, he also got a witch identity card, which was a bright red dress, a dark red hood on her head, and a large cloak on the outside;

The long skirt underneath doesn't actually cover anything, and the thighs, shoulders, and forearms are all exposed;

He remembered what he had said in the morning:

'Players who are initially suspected of being werewolves may actually turn into wolves at night.'

So, will the player whose identity card is a witch also wear a witch's skirt at night?

Just thinking about the boy's outfit made him excited, especially on the first night, the boy might have come to his room wearing that kind of clothes...

Yin Quan thought so, but he always felt like he had forgotten something.