Demon girl, don't even think about my ruthlessness!

The next day.

Yan Yan squinted at the wall clock at ten o'clock, then cast a glance at Shu Jia who was lying on the bed sleeping like a dead pig, so he offered the bed call service.

Shu Jia felt the pain of being pulled on his cheek in his sleep, and opened his eyes sleepily: "Brother Yan! Why are you in my room?"

Yan Yan looked coldly: "This is my room. Last night you were so scared that you couldn't sleep and ran over, and even touched my bed in the middle of the night. The noise of snoring made me sleep badly, so I had to go to your room to sleep. "

Shu Jia was stunned, her eyes wide open looking innocent.

...Thinking about it carefully, last night...it seemed...as if he fell asleep in the middle of the night and felt a little cold on the floor, so he crawled into bed in a daze, and he seemed to have stepped on something during the process.

Shu Jia glanced at Yan Yan with doubts, and found that his ankle was a little red and swollen, and immediately felt guilty: "Brother Yan, I'm sorry for you! I did that to you last night—"

"Huh? Why is the door open... Brother Yan Yan is awake? They are all eating breakfast below, waiting for you to wake up... Huh?!" Tian Tongzi saw the scene in front of him as soon as he opened the door.

Tian Tongzi roared in his heart: Yan Yan, the actor known as the most A in the entertainment industry, was counterattacked. This is unscientific! ! !

Oh, no, the question is how will she end up now!Witnessed Yan Yan's biggest scandal, you must know that Yan Yan was born in the top dignitaries and prominent Yan family, and she is just an ordinary

Beta, will she be banned? ?

Follow Tian Tongzi's shooting ball all the way to record.

The barrage was frantically swiping, and I couldn't believe that Yan Yan and Shu Jia became the first couple in love in the program group.

[Fuck!What kind of showbiz drama has been broken! 】

【I do not believe!I do not believe! AA love is evil|religion! 】

[Now in 3020, AA love is legal! 】

[Mom!Is this a love variety show?Faster than a rocket, love love love. 】

Tian Tongzi had a brainstorm, froze for a few seconds, and took a step back with an awkward smile: "I'm sorry to bother you, I didn't see anything."

After Tian Tongzi hurriedly wanted to close the door, Yan Yan clearly sensed that she had misunderstood, and said helplessly, "Nothing happened between me and Shu Jia, it's just that he came to stay with me yesterday."

After explaining the cause and effect, Tian Tongzi also knew that he had misunderstood, his curious eyes wandered between the two, and he laughed twice: "So that's it, I thought...it's okay, it's okay, everyone is waiting for you to come down Oh, didn’t senior Shujia say that we’re going to the beach today? I’ve prepared food and drinks for a picnic, and we’ll go to the beach in the afternoon! There’s no industrial pollution on Planet Elno, and the sea is very clear and clean.”

"En." Yan Yan nodded in agreement.

After Tian Tongzi left, Shu Jia hurriedly changed into his clothes, patted Yan Yan on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, Brother Yan, go down and have breakfast, I've starved to death after tossing all night, and I don't know the program crew Was it intentional, I was almost frightened by the painter's room and made me nervous."

Yan Yan looked at Shu Jia, who was in a hurry to make a meal, occupying his bed last night and sleeping blushingly, and then recalled that he took him in with good intentions last night, but was squeezed out of his bed, and his feet were still covered in sleep. The confused person stepped on it.

The dissatisfied black eyes gradually narrowed, and Shu Jia suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if something dangerous was staring at him.

"Go? Where do you want to go?" Yan Yan snorted coldly.

Shu Jia scratched her head, felt something was wrong with Brother Yan's tone, and felt that she was overthinking, and said with a heartless smile: "It's not morning, what are you doing in the room if Brother Yan doesn't go down?"

Yan Yan's eyes were cold: "Help you solve a big problem. Go to your room and see what's going on. Don't even think about coming to my place again tonight."

When Shu Jia thought of that weird room with palpitations, his heart became flustered, and his eyes dodged: "Brother Yan, it's not good..."

Yan Yan showed sharp white teeth: "Don't try to escape."

Shu Jia was shocked: "!!!"

Being caught in the room of painter No. 2, Shu Jia shook her head, looked at the toes of her shoes, did not dare to wander around, and said softly, "Brother Yan, there is nothing to see here, hurry up and get out."

Yan Yan ignored it, and observed the room on his own. The drawing paper covered the entire floor, and a corner of the drawing paper was lifted, but red solution water spread out, like a meandering stream of blood seeping into the ground. In the gaps, the floor, walls, desks, doors and windows are all splashed with these strong and bright paints. Paintings of crows, dark, and weird red doors are hung on the walls, and a silver cross is placed on the table.

Suddenly Yan Yan looked at a painting without moving.

Shu Jia was still standing at the corner of the door, not daring to take a few steps closer to the room, even when he saw Yan Yan standing there suddenly not moving, he just yelled and asked from a long distance: "Brother Yan, what are you looking at? "

"Cass Crow." Yan Yan looked at the crow in the painting, standing on the overlapping wires, with pitch-black feathers, red eyes, and a white crack on his forehead.

"What crow?" Shu Jia was stunned.

Yan Yan: "This is a kind of crow that lives in mythology, a unique creature in the underworld. The white crack on the forehead is not a real crack, but a space for storing, hiding, and concealing the soul. According to the legend, Cass The dark crow is the incarnation of a sinful soul avoiding death, symbolizing escape from death, curse, coldness, and predicament."

"And the reason why you feel that there are always a pair of eyes staring at you at night is that this crow uses a special kind of paint, which will refract different light like human eyeballs, making you feel a kind of vision of being watched Misunderstanding."

Shu Jia looked adoring: "Brother Yan, why do you know so much?"

Yan Yan was silent for half a second. As for why he understood so well...it was because when he was in the second grade of middle school, Mizhi believed in such dark myths, such as Cthulhu, Satan, and the SCP Foundation.

When he was in the second year of middle school, he still took the list of monsters from the SCP Foundation, and looked for Sister Yan Qing with a serious face.

Said: "There is a secret institution in a certain corner of this world, which imprisons monsters that endanger the world, ranging from alien monsters that destroy the world to enchanting witches who confuse all living beings, and this institution is called the SCP Foundation. Sister Yan Qing, you must know Where is that place, I think of some ways to deal with monsters."

Yan Yan was ashamed to recall, when Sister Yan Qing held the monster manual, frowned suspiciously, and really called the manager of the secret agency above.

Ask about the existence of these monsters.

The answer is of course no. The ending is that he has undergone a brutal reorganization of his worldview, realized that he was delusional, and successfully lost a big face.

Since then, he has locked all the secondary school books in the basement and never opened them again, together with this dark history that cannot be recalled.

Yan Yan coughed twice, and changed the topic: "Did you have any special information when you received the artist's identity?"

Shu Jia shook his head: "No, I'm said to be a down-and-out painter in every way, and I don't look like anything special."

Yan Yan lowered his eyes: "I'm afraid you are not as ordinary as you look. The portraits in the room and the inverted cross on the table all show that you are a Satanist, and you may be mentally unstable, otherwise you wouldn't be..."

Lift off the heavily covered drawing paper, revealing the original state of the ground, an inverse pentagram array, a demon's summoning array.

Yan Yan's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice, "I'm afraid your character has already noticed something..."

Shu Jia still looked dazed and confused.

Watching Yan Yan walk into the inverted pentagram array, pace back and forth on a floor, finally stop there, squat down and open the floor located in the center of the inverted pentagram.

is really open!

Seeing that Shu Jia was dumbfounded, Yan Yan had a lacquered wooden box in his hand after a while.

It's just that there is a keyhole on the lacquered wooden box, and Yan Yan searched the room for a while but couldn't find the corresponding key.

Shu Jia waited until his stomach was empty, and stared at the ceiling with empty eyes, hoping that Brother Yan would give up soon.

Yan Yan stopped searching. Suddenly he thought of something, looked at Shu Jia sharply and said, "Use your skills to create a key that matches this box."

Skills can only be used once a day. Shu Jia’s skill is a magic box, which can be transformed into different objects of the same size, just like his identity as a painter, with a variety of brushes to create unpredictable worlds in paintings.

Shu Jia obediently obeyed, groped for a while, and finally conjured up a key to open the box.

Hearing the sound of the box opening, Shu Jia breathed a sigh of relief. His skill lasts for 1 minute. If he can't open it within 1 minute, Brother Yan will have to look for the key again. I don't know when it will end.

Shu Jia smiled brightly, offering the box with both hands as if offering a treasure: "Brother Yan, open it."

Yan Yan hummed lightly, took the box and opened it. Inside was a dusty sheepskin notebook, which recorded the artist's trivial daily life.

[On February 2, I ate a bowl of beans. I heard that Japanese stinky beans are called natto. So what is my bowl of stinky beans called? 】

[July 7rd, in the morning, it was raining, and the paint was almost used up. Taking advantage of the late night, all the students in the studio left, I took away several paintings from the exhibition at the back of the studio, scraped off the paint on the drawing paper, and reused them . 】

[At the beginning of August, I almost forgot what day it was, but it is definitely not the day when the studio pays salaries.I curse this impoverished world, quickly turn this world into the size of a bean and swallow it in one piece. 】

These are unimportant words, telling the life of a down-and-out and poor painter, loaded with his absurd and ridiculous ideas.

[November 11st, I will soon go from a good painter to a good nude model. 】

[November 11nd, it was amazing that I won a scratch prize, 2 yuan was enough for me to have a rich lunch, this is a miracle for me who has been unlucky, I decided not to believe in Satan Yes, because God finally started to take care of me. 】

[On November 11rd, my eyelids were jumping, and I was very happy, because I was going to buy scratch-off toys again, and I believe I will continue the good luck of the previous day.It's just that I met a fortune-teller on the road, and her black cat bared her teeth fiercely at him, but I was very tolerant and planned to use the rest of the money to go to fortune-telling.But the fortune-teller glanced at the Tarot cards, said some incomprehensible words, and returned the money to me with a heavy expression. 】

[I am very happy, divination does not cost money. 】

【November 11th...November 4th... It's time for me to write. 】

[But how should I write it? 】

[Hi everyone, it's another day because I'm dead. 】

Yan Yan closed the sheepskin notebook, and looked at Shu Jia who was stunned beside him with pitiful eyes, because he also saw the last sentence and couldn't close his mouth in shock.

……

On the other side, Room 8.

Jian Jiao brought in the breakfast, looking deeply at the back of the man in the wheelchair.

She thought a lot last night, so she came here early in the morning.

Yan Qing was sitting in a wheelchair, her eyes were dark, and she didn't seem to pay any attention to the arrival of the person behind her, but she knew that as she approached, every wisp of milky and peach-flavored pheromone on her body would make her feel The body is excited and attracted to it.

——She is my placebo, painkiller.

Is Yan Qing the kind of person who does not compromise the means for the purpose?

She is, she was born in the Yan family, and as a marshal, she can be kind, tolerant, modest, and just, but the premise of everything is to win.

The loser's kindness is stupidity, tolerance is the goddess, humility is a lie, and justice is a false proposition.

and so.

She always thought of herself as an uncompromising politician/militarist/businessman hiding under the shiny surface.

When she was tormented by pheromone disorder, her will gradually faded away, and she yearned for salvation. In order to escape from this endless pain, no matter how much she had to pay, she needed Jane Jiao to act as a perfect Omega placebo.

But when she met Jian Jiao, she turned into a disabled Alpha with a soft heart, low self-esteem, and sensitivity.

The sweet and soft pheromone, with the waxy peach flavor, seemed to soften her ice-like heart. The natural high matching rate of pheromone made her heart palpitate and yearn for the pure and beautiful Omega.

But now she is a disabled Alpha sitting in a wheelchair. Facing this beautiful and healthy Omega, she feels inferior, sinks, and cares.

When the pheromones were active and every cell in her body clamored to possess this Omega, she resisted contacting Jian Jiao because of her ridiculous self-esteem, and didn't want her to see her most ugly and embarrassing side...