Five supernatural bosses are vying to marry me

From the activity room to the sculpture room, you have to pass through a large and empty lecture theater. The lights in the lecture theater cannot be turned on by students, so they must pass through a completely dark lecture theater.

"Do you want a flashlight?" Miao Jinli opened the door, seeing no light in the dark lecture hall: "It's too dark, Nan Jing just knocked his leg again."

Nan Hongxuan wished that Nan Jing would continue to knock his leg, so he hurriedly said, "But it didn't say in the game that you can bring a flashlight."

"Don't bring a flashlight," Bai Guanyin walked directly to the door, and said softly, "I remember the road very clearly, and nothing will happen."

Nan Jing followed Bai Guanyin for half a step. The two stepped into the lecture theater together. Bai Guanyin did not turn his head. Nan Jing subconsciously glanced back. The warm light in the activity room became farther and farther until it became blurred .

After walking a few steps, Bai Guanyin in front suddenly stopped. Nan Jing didn't react for a while, and knocked directly on Bai Guanyin's back.

Bai Guanyin is taller than Nan Jing, Nan Jing can't see the situation ahead, it's pitch black... Nan Jing lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong?"

Bai Guanyin turned around, his expression was blurred in the darkness, Nan Jing heard Bai Guanyin's clear voice asking him: "Does it hurt?"

Um?Where does it hurt?

Nan Jing was a little confused and hesitant: "Is it about the legs? Fortunately, Iodine was put on and tied up, and the pain is no longer so painful."

Bai Guanyin squatted down/body suddenly, he directly held Nan Jing's knee, and opened the very rough bandage that Nan Jing had wrapped urgently, and the bandage on the wound was suddenly torn off, touching the air.

Nan Jing shook his knees almost uncontrollably, and took a low breath.

In the dark, Nan Jing's tense and suppressed voice was very obvious.

"It hurts?" Bai Guanyin's voice was harsh, but in this lecture hall where he couldn't see anything clearly, Nan Jing felt the touch of the hand next to the wound, and his lowered voice was more ambiguous: "I'll check the wound."

Bai Guanyin's fingers pressed the skin near Nan Jing's wound.

The moment he untied Nanjing's bandage, a very faint smell of blood wafted over, and Bai Guanyin keenly felt that the entire temperature had dropped. In the countless dark corners of this lecture theater, there seemed to be some prying eyes hidden. s things.

This campus...does have ghosts.

Bai Guanyin hooked the corners of her lips with great interest.

A gust of cold wind blew past, and Nan Jing's exposed legs felt cold for a while. He said tremblingly, "Well, are you all right? I'm going to wear a bandage now?"

Bai Guanyin pinched the bandage slowly: "I'll tie it up for you."

"Ah?" Nan Jing subconsciously refused: "No, I can do it myself."

"Why not." Bai Guanyin's cool voice rose at the end, and Nan Jing could imagine the cold and mocking oppressive expression on that sculpture-like face.

Bai Guanyin pulled up the bandage and wrapped it around Nan Jing's knee again. When circling around, her fingers would inevitably rub against Nan Jing's leg. The leg was indeed trembling slightly. Bai Guanyin smiled lightly: "Aren't we lovers?"

Nan Jing's heart skipped a beat.

He was sure that Bai Guanyin must know something, but he didn't know how to say it for a while. At this moment, Nan Jing felt that he was completely different from the melancholy look in his memory. Nan Jing asked directly: "Are we really lovers?"

Nan Jing really didn't think that he would fall in love in high school, nor did he think that he would have such a boyfriend who couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

Like, something set him up to have this.

The bandage was already tightly wrapped, and Bai Guanyin tied the knot. During the process of knotting, his fingertips inevitably brushed against the skin of Nan Jing's leg. The skin under his fingers was very soft and cool, as it was in his eyes. As you can see, Nanjing has thin skin and tender meat.

Bai Guanyin said lightly: "But we really have to maintain the relationship of lovers now."

Because they are playing a supernatural fairy game.

Nan Jing watched Bai Guanyin stand up, grabbed his wrist and walked quickly towards the sculpture room.The two are like the most ordinary high school students who are in love, doing something that is not allowed in the dark classroom after the school lights out.

For some reason, Nan Jing felt that Bai Guanyin was pulling his wrist more and more smoothly.

Nan Jing walked a few steps quickly and got a little closer to Bai Guanyin. He asked softly: "Then why do you think this is happening now? Who wants us to do this?"

"Snapped-"

Bai Guanyin walked to the door of the sculpture room and directly turned on the light of the sculpture room.

In the alternating light and dark, Nan Jing saw that Bai Guanyin's pupils shrank. This light made Bai Guanyin look more like a perfect sculpture. Bai Guanyin's pupils seemed to be shining with a ray of golden light, a bit... condescending and inhuman.

To Nan Jing, Bai Guanyin is very much like a high-ranking child of that kind of aristocratic family.

However, are there still aristocratic families?Anyway, it is impossible to imagine with Nanjing's imagination.

Bai Guanyin lowered her deep black eyelashes and said softly, "I'll know later."

Nan Jing pursed his lips and looked towards the sculpture room.

The sculpture room is full of completed and unfinished sculptures, many of which are ready to be sent to participate in the sculpture competition. Pinewood University pays special attention to the various awards won by students, so the competition in the school is very fierce.

But the position of all the sculptures in the entire sculpture room is inferior to that of the sculpture in the middle. The sculpture is covered with white cloth and is about half a person's height. It is placed in the middle, and there is at least one and a half meters of space around this sculpture. No sculptures of any kind.

This is a sculpture of Bai Guanyin.

Until now, Nan Jing still doesn't know the specifics of Bai Guanyin's sculpture. In his memory, when he came to the sculpture room a week ago, he saw Bai Guanyin's sculpture as a human figure, but the face of this sculpture has not been refined.

At night, seeing these sculptures is actually very scary...

Bai Guanyin didn't look at any sculpture at all, walked straight to this sculpture, and directly lifted the white cloth.

A very delicately carved sculpture appeared in front of my eyes.

Nan Jing stared blankly at the sculpture in front of him, and shivered subconsciously. This sculpture has a face that is similar to him but not his. Looking at the details of various sculptures, it is obvious that it is not a statue of Guanyin.

Bai Guanyin turned his head, and the red-like cinnabar imprint on the center of his brow was consistent with the sculpture behind him.

Before Nan Jing could speak, Bai Guanyin turned her head and put her hand on the sculpture's left shoulder.

Nan Jing shook, and when Bai Guanyin's hand touched the sculpture's left shoulder, Nan Jing felt that his left shoulder was also being touched.

It's as if... I am this sculpture.

The task requirement of the Pen Fairy game is to kiss this sculpture.

I don't know why this pen fairy game is full of these stupid games.

Bai Guanyin directly pressed the sculpture's left shoulder, bent down, and found the sculpture's brow center and rubbed it with his lips a little pickily.

"Well."

Nan Jing instantly felt a tingling sensation next to his forehead.

Depend on!

The sculpture really connects with his senses.

After completing the game task, Bai Guanyin was going to lift the sculpture and move it back to the activity room.

"Wait," Nan Jing exhaled lightly, and quickly called Bai Guanyin: "Wait a minute."

He found that the subtle movements on the sculpture can be magnified by him. Nan Jing closed his eyes and said softly: "This sculpture seems to be connected to my senses."

"The senses are connected?" Bai Guanyin squinted his eyes, and reached out and tapped the sculpture's left shoulder.

"Ugh..." Nan Jing felt the pain of being knocked on his left shoulder, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his left shoulder.

That expression did not seem to be fake at all.

Bai Guanyin turned to look at this sculpture. The appearance of this sculpture is half like that of the South Mirror, but the expression and clothes are completely different. It can be seen that this sculpture has spent the mind and emotion of the sculptor.

If this sculpture is connected to Nam Kyung's senses, then they are going to carry this sculpture back to the activity room?

Bai Guanyin glanced at Nan Jing and said softly, "Let's change to a sculpture."

There are many sculptures in this sculpture room, so it is not necessary to carry this statue back to the activity room.

As he spoke, he walked towards another sculpture, and as soon as he put his hand on it, the sculpture that was originally completely different from the one in the middle quickly began to change its appearance. Nan Jing watched helplessly as the eyebrows and eyes of the sculpture touched by Bai Guanyin's hand changed rapidly.

The eyes became slightly rounder, the tails of the eyes were raised, and the bridge of the nose became straighter, resembling the sculpture in the middle.

"I see," Bai Guanyin flicked his sleeves and sneered, "Forcing me to move that statue?"

As soon as Bai Guanyin's words fell, the light in the sculpture room began to change. The cold light that was originally white seemed to be dyed red, and quickly turned into a cold red hue.

"Tick, tick—"

Nan Jing covered his shoulders, looked up, his expression changed, the ceiling seemed to be a lair parasitized by something, countless black hairs protruded and drooped.

The sticky hair was still dripping with blood.

Bai Guanyin vaguely felt that some kind of weapon was about to appear in his hand. A fan with a sharp handle was looming, but it seemed to be blocked by something and could not come out.

Someone or something restrained him!

"Well, it hurts..."

The sculptures in the room began to shake, Nan Jing covered his heart and squatted on the ground, he bit his lips tightly, his lips were pale, and his porcelain white skin was enchanted by the cold red light, the whole person looked like a statue fragile.

Bai Guanyin quickly took a nearby sculpture that was only the size of a palm into his hand.

Nan Jing said an indistinct voice, it's so hot, that sculpture is cold, even if Bai Guanyin's body temperature is low, it's too hot for the sculpture, his whole body seems to be wrapped.

Bai Guanyin raised her eyelids to look at Nan Jing, paused, quickly put the sculpture into her school uniform pocket, and walked directly in front of Nan Jing.

Nan Jing raised his head to look at Bai Guanyin in a vague way, even his sight was blurred.

Bai Guanyin squatted down directly, closed his eyes and looked at Nan Jing indifferently, Nan Jing's face was already white and transparent, and those light-colored pupils were trembling with painful emotions.

After a slight pause, Bai Guanyin stretched out his hands, hugged Nan Jing firmly, and said softly, "Hold it."