Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

It's too weird, who wants to open the door.

Luo Yiran resolutely rejected the angel-like boy outside the door, he opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I'm sorry, I'm already asleep."

The young man outside the door blinked his beautiful blue eyes lightly, and he was not angry, but continued in a soft tone: "Sir, let me in."

The voice was clean and clear, not acting coquettishly but it was better than being coquettish. Luo Yiran felt that his ears were a little hot, and he froze for a moment.

It doesn't matter if he froze, the magician got his chance.He sneered softly, then squeezed his throat and said in a softer and sweeter voice than the boy outside, "Master, what are you doing... Can I not satisfy you?"

"..."

Luo suddenly cracked, and he almost fell off the magician's shoulders.

Although the young man outside the door was still smiling, his eyes were full of doubts, but after a while he cheered up again, frowned slightly and said, "Sir, it's so cold outside."

He is as beautiful as the mermaid in the daytime, although his eyes are not as innocent as the mermaid's.

The young man continued his efforts, he took a step forward, his upper body leaned forward against the door, and the neckline of the long skirt slid forward, revealing a light color on the young man's chest.

"Sir, if you can't go in, can you lend me a dress?"

The magician reacted very quickly. Before the puppet recovered from the cracked state, he was still holding his throat vigorously: "Don't think about it! Young master, don't forget that I made all your clothes for you! You If you dare to give it to the little fairy outside the door, I will never talk to you again!"

Luo Yiran couldn't take it anymore: "...you shut up."

The magician was very happy, but he answered the last sentence in a very aggrieved voice: "Master, you are killing me..."

After the ending sound fell, the magician laughed again, and said in a very low voice: "Master, a friendly reminder, don't like people who are too beautiful."

The puppet stood on the magician's shoulders, because he was shocked before, so now he is holding the magician's gray hair to prevent himself from falling,

But it was too close to the magician's cheek, so close that the magician's laughing voice sounded low and hoarse in his ears.

"you are annoying."

Talking next to people's ears or at a very close distance will always make people feel ambiguous and intimate, but Luo Yiran has just experienced a social death, and he only thinks magicians are annoying.

magician:"……"

The magician fell silent, and the puppet approached the door. He seriously suggested: "I don't want to open the door, but my window is open. If you really want to come in, you can climb up the pipe from outside the hotel."

The blond boy was stunned, and he raised his voice aggrieved: "You let me climb the stairs?!"

The puppet sneered: "You don't even think about how disrespectful it is for a man like you to seduce me. It would be nice to give you a chance."

"Love will not come."

juvenile:"……"

He touched his face in disbelief—how could it be possible, if he saw his face, he would not be shaken, how could he still be so hard-hearted!

Did he just glance at it?But how could a person with his appearance have the heart to just take a look!

The blond boy couldn't figure it out, he bit his finger, looked at the door unwillingly, then turned and went downstairs.

As the footsteps faded away, Luo Yiran didn't look outside the door, nor did he look at the cat's eye. The people outside are beautiful, but for him, just one look is enough.

What's more, at the first glance, Luo Yiran's whole senses were wrong, the puppet had no heart, but at that moment he did feel a heartbeat, even as if there was a heart beating violently in the chest.

Crying: beautiful, beautiful, love him.

So weird.

So Luo Yiran never looked at the blond boy through the cat's eyes again.

As for climbing stairs?He just said it casually.

The boy looked too fair and delicate to climb the stairs.

So Luo Yiran closed the window with peace of mind, tidied himself up, and then completely ignored the magician's protest, and directly manipulated the magician into another wardrobe.

"Master, I won't hurt you while you're sleeping." The magician's voice in the closet was firm.

Luo Yiran knew that the possibility of the magician hurting him was very small, and it was very likely that the magician was restricted by the rules. As long as he was still a puppet, he could not hurt his master, but just in case Luo Yiran didn't listen to anything and focused on manipulating the magician Shrink well in the closet.

After all, many times you don't need to do it yourself to kill a person.

With great effort, Luo Yiran lowered the lock of the closet, completely sealing the closet.

"Good night." Luo Yiran clapped his hands, and he said with a smile: "I hope you won't say any more inexplicable things tomorrow."

The magician understood - this was part of the reason why he was locked in the closet and he was a showman just now.

Ignoring the occasional cries of resentment from the magician, Luo climbed onto the bed fearlessly.

There is no possibility of a complete reconciliation between him and the magician...how can they reconcile if they want to kill each other, so the puppet feels that there is no need to make false claims with the magician.

Luo Yiran staggered to the middle of the bed stepping on the soft sheet, then lifted the quilt and retracted to lie down.

He closed his eyes comfortably: "Good night."

Although Luo Yiran's sleep was shallow, he could fall asleep quickly and steadily in any environment, and he became completely quiet after a while. He lay motionless in the middle of the big bed, as if he had become a real doll.

After the puppet fell asleep for a while, the lock of the closet automatically lifted up. If you look closely at some angles, you can see that there are very thin wires connecting the door lock.

The magician stretched out his hand from inside, his movements were almost silent, he walked out of the closet very quietly, and then slowly moved to the side of the bed step by step.

Just this time, there was a slight sound that seemed to be turning over in the closet that shut the two men.

The magician stopped, his head turned towards the motionless puppet on the bed.

The puppet didn't move.

The magician hooked the corner of his mouth—the sleeping puppet really looks like a real ordinary puppet without a soul.

The closet became quiet, and the magician raised his feet again to go to the bed, but at this time, there was another thumping sound from outside the window.

The sound got closer and closer, and the magician simply stopped moving, staring at the window.

As the sound approached, a sweaty head finally popped out of the window.

The teenager's golden curly hair was stuck to his forehead, and he looked at the magician in the room covered in bandages and in a black suit for a while.

The boy hesitated for a moment, then continued to climb up a step on his own, and then stretched out his hand to grab the window sill and turn in.

As a result, the paw was blocked when it stretched out, the boy was taken aback, he stretched out his hand to touch the window in disbelief - no!There is no window sill to pick off!This guy doesn't have a window open!

fraud!

The accusation in the boy's eyes was too obvious, but the magician remained unmoved.

fraud……

The boy lip-synced to the magician.

The magician snorted, and he approached the window briskly. Fortunately, the sound insulation in this hotel is almost non-existent, so the magician squeezed his throat and whispered in the previous voice: "What does this mean? It means that the little goblins outside can only be outsiders." Your little elf, you can't come in."

juvenile:"……"

juvenile:"???"

The magician pointed to the position of the bed, and he returned to the original voice: "See? The person you want to seduce is there. He closed the window with his own hands." Manipulating him to close it is equivalent to closing it with the puppet's own hands. There is nothing wrong with it. .

The boy looked over, and then saw the little doll lying on the bed, and was stunned—why is it a doll? !

"But he is mine." The magician continued softly, "You want to snatch it from me..."

click.

There was a sudden noise from the closet.

The magician and the boy looked at the wardrobe at the same time.

huh... huh...

A very obvious and rhythmic snoring sound sounded from the closet. Obviously, there was someone hiding in the closet.

The magician was silent.

This time it was the boy's turn to smile, his blue eyes revealed an inexplicable meaning: "Your?"

"But your puppet is more than just a toy for you."

The boy's tone and demeanor changed, as if he had changed in an instant.

He looked at the bandaged magician: "Long time no see magician, congratulations on getting out of that place, but how does it feel to be a player's puppet?"

Although the person in the closet already knew about it, and he didn't feel much about becoming Luo Yiran's puppet, but the magician was still upset, so he smiled and said, "Oh, a guy who can't enter the room and uses someone else's body What are you talking about?"

The magician ignored the violation warning from the electronic sound in his ear, he stretched out his hand to open the window, and then stretched out his hand and pushed it down without hesitation under the boy's cold gaze.

After a bang, the boy who fell from the sixth floor slowed down, and then got up again.

The magician's voice was full of sarcasm: "My young master is grateful for your love, and you made a special trip to come here this evening. It's really hard work for you."

The young man rubbed his head. His blue eyes were much clearer than before. If he made an innocent and ignorant expression, he might be exactly the same as the mermaid in the water tank during the day, but he didn't. He pulled out a weird smile: "His setting It is the best employees, and the best will naturally get attention."

"Besides, Xiaohong's Fairy Tale Forest was burned down when he first came to "People of the World"..." The young man raised his head and squinted his eyes: "Thanks to Mr. Gardener's publicity, everyone now lists him as a key observation object."

"That's really an honor, young master." The magician leaned his arms by the window and looked down with a smile.

Ordinary people at this distance may not be able to communicate in such a low voice, but it is obvious that these two are not ordinary people.

"...You really deserve to be one of the most hated bosses." The blond boy frowned. The frowning of a delicate and beautiful person would make people feel infinite pity. Unfortunately, the magician didn't respond to his face or words. He shrugged Then he retracted his body and closed the window directly.

The young man snorted, then closed his eyes.

The next second, the boy's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes again and looked up in confusion: "Hey? Didn't I climb up just now?"

"Hey, why does your head hurt a little?"

The magician knew that the person came out to meet him now, after all, they hadn't seen each other for many years, if he saw his former acquaintance turned into the player's puppet, he couldn't help but come out and mock him.

He briskly walked back to Luo Yiran's bed, and then pulled up a corner of the quilt to lie down, but the magician couldn't move as soon as his legs were put on it.

He paused, then moved his gaze to the right, looking in the direction of the puppet.

The puppet in the center of the bed opened his eyes, and his tone was indifferent: "Just letting you move around for a while doesn't mean you can make progress."

"..."

The magician's gray hair hung down beside the puppet, and he laughed in a low voice: "Master, how much have you heard?"