Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

Seeing that the puppet did not pick up the rose, the magician stroked the rose, and the flower turned into the familiar little red dress again.

"Master, why don't you change your clothes first?"

Luo Yiran moved his finger, subconsciously wanting to manipulate the magician to stop him from moving, but then found——

"I'm not your puppet for the time being." The magician was even happier.

Indeed, Luo Yiran could no longer perceive the invisible thread connected to his index finger, and he couldn't manipulate him now.

"Because this place is the young master's home." The magician lightly reached out and poked the doll's face: "There is no danger at home, so no weapons are needed."

Luo Yiran didn't dodge, he couldn't dodge anyway, but when he heard this, his ruby ​​eyes looked at the tightly wrapped magician—it wasn't a weapon, it was just a time bomb, which might blow him up at any time.

"Then young master, come change it?" The bandage on the magician's face was tugging: "Make sure it fits~"

Luo Yiran also smiled, and he asked, "Do you like running naked?"

The magician has a meal.

"If you dare to put a skirt on me, I'll let you run naked in every copy." Luo Yiran said softly.

magician:"……"

The little skirt was put back silently, the magician took off his hat, and his long gray hair like a waterfall was scattered on his shoulders: "I just want to show you my body," he said.

Luo Yiran gave him a middle finger with a smile.

The little skirt was not good, the magician reached out his hand to rummage through the hat in distress, and then found a blue enchantress, and he put it in front of Luo Yiran.

The doll is too small, and the flowers almost completely cover the doll.

But before Luo Yiran could take pictures of the flowers, the magician stretched out his hand and crushed the flowers in his palm.

When he opened his hand again, a set of delicate dark blue military uniform appeared in the bandaged palm.

"..." It's gaudy.

"This is not a skirt." The magician kept his posture motionless: "If you still don't want it, master, I can only change it for you myself."

Luo Yiran took it over with a brush - anyway, his clothes were dirty, so he changed them whenever he wanted, but...

"Turn your back." Luo Yiran's voice was cold.

The magician put his hat back on, and said very honestly, "I am not jealous of the young master, and you can see that my eyes are all covered."

"Turn around."

It's like raising a cat, because it is so cute and cute, so you can't help but tease it even if you know it will be scratched.

Willfulness is also cute.

The magician resisted the idea of ​​playing with the puppet, and finally turned his back.

Luo Yiran carried a lot of things on his body, and after changing his clothes, he transferred the props one by one, but when transferring, he found that there were many props that magicians would use on this dark blue clothes.

He glanced at the back of the magician, then lowered his head to check and put it on his body.

As soon as he buttoned the last button, the magician just turned around.

He clapped his hands exaggeratedly: "It's really good."

Luo Yiran didn't want to talk to him at first, but the magician was very satisfied and took out another small dress, which was a blue robe: "Master, come and try on this one again."

"?" Luo Yiran sneered: "The devil will try..."

Before he finished speaking, he was picked up by the magician. The magician smiled softly and said, "I know the young master is tired, so I will change it for the young master."

Change the ball.Luo Yiran wanted to lose his temper, so he reached out to touch his knife.

But the magician put him down again as if he noticed it: "Just kidding, how could I make the young master unhappy."

He put away the cyan robe, and said in a helpless tone, "I can't treat the young master as a dress-up doll. Naturally, I change the clothes when they are dirty."

Luo Yiran twitched the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand, and then froze for a moment—the clothes were neither tight nor loose, just wrapped his puppet body and props just right.

The fit was as if he had custom-made it himself.

Doubts arose in his heart again, and many guesses flashed through the puppet's mind, but he didn't show the slightest sign on his face, he just took his hand back naturally: "It's best not to."

After he finished speaking, he looked to the rest of the room.

The overall tone of the room is dark, but the lighting is very soft and warm, and the furniture is decorated with very warm, comfortable and casual colors, but there are complicated patterns everywhere, adding a heavy and simple feeling.

"Master, do you like it?" the magician asked with his head tilted.

In all fairness, Luo Yiran quite liked it, but—"This is not the size I use."

He suspects it's not his personal space, and there's evidence.

"As long as you like it." The magician bent down with a smile and dragged out a translucent box from under the window, then put it on a chair beside it and opened it.

Luo Yiran stared at the inside of the box, which seemed to be a complete replica of the room in front of him, and was stunned for a moment, with a bad feeling in his heart——

Could it be that this box room is his personal space? ? ?

"Come on, master, come in." The magician stretched out his hand coaxingly.

The word "Enter..." popped out, and Luo Yiran was covered by the magician, and then put on the bed in the box room.

Leaving the strength from his body, Luo Yiran immediately sat up from the bed, his hair was a little messy: "Are you sick?!"

The magician squatted down, he stretched his arms around the room of the box, and the laughter from under the bandage was hoarse and sick: "Master, you look so cute like this."

Like a personal item that belongs only to him and cannot escape.

cute?Luo Yiran's hands full of ball joints grasped the black sheet under him tightly, his red eyes were dark - this man is indeed sick!

The magician's entire face was covered with bandages, and he couldn't meet his eyes at all, but Luo Yiran could feel that his eyes kept stopping on him, sticking to him coldly and tightly.

Then the magician stretched out his finger to his lips: "Young master, be good, have a good rest." After finishing speaking, he directly closed the box.

Luo Yiran: "..."

Luo Yiran: "Beep—" Luo Yiran scolded all the swear words he knew all his life, and then the magician's voice sounded when he was tired of cursing. He imitated the gentle and gentle voice of the puppet: " If the young master doesn't want to sleep, I can play games with the young master."

It was quiet in the box.

The magician smiled: "Milk can help you sleep. I will prepare milk for the young master from tomorrow."

No, who knows if that's real milk.Luo Yiran replied coldly in his heart.

but……

Fumbling for the switch beside the bed, Luo Yiran pressed it, and then the soft and non-glare light turned on.He sat obediently for a while, and felt that the environment was really suitable for sleeping.

After struggling for a while, Luo Yiran took out his mobile phone and entered Xia Lang's ID to add friends, then frankly took off his coat and went to the bed - since he can't get out anyway, it's better to enjoy it.

He fell asleep lightly, the magician raised the corner of his mouth as if aware of it, then raised his hand and waved lightly in mid-air.

The street lights outside the window went out, and most of the lights in the house also went out.The magician looked down at the box—he has a big heart, is it because he lives in a world with a high safety factor?

After sleeping till dawn, Luo Yiran stared at the familiar dormitory in a daze, he never expected that the magician really didn't bother him.He has a shallow sense, so shallow that he will wake up immediately as long as there is any movement around him, not to mention the kind of magician who is malicious to him...

So the magician went out after shutting him down last night?

Luo Yiran could only come to this conclusion.

"Brother Ran..." Xia Hong opened his eyes in bewilderment. He sat up for a while, and then asked, "How about Brother Ran, what is your personal space like?"

He sent a message through Luo Yiran's friend last night to inquire, but Luo Yiran didn't reply to him.

Hear the question.Luo Yiran's relaxed eyes froze instantly.

Xia Hong shuddered and was completely awake: "Brother Ran, what's wrong?"

Luo Yiran shook his head: "My personal space is not safe."

Xia Lang was stunned.

Luo Yiran thought for a while: "Can I only enter the dungeon once a week?" His personal space is much more annoying than the dungeon.

"I can only go once a week." Xia Lang was a little worried: "No wonder you didn't reply to my message last night. It turns out that personal space is too dangerous."

Luo Yiran paused slightly, then nodded without changing his face: "Yes."

"Then let's re-enter the game at 09:30 tonight, so that we can directly import the dungeon! Anyway, we don't have any props and don't need to prepare in the personal space." Xia Lang said: "Then you come to my personal space every day except for the dungeon. Space will do!"

Luo Yiran wanted to nod at first, but felt that the magician might not be easy to get rid of, so he changed his mind: "We'll see when the time comes."

Only when he agreed, Xia Lang asked, "Brother Ran, what is the danger in your personal space?"

Luo Yiran was quiet for a while, and then said in conclusion: "My puppet was not burned to death, he went to the personal space, and he is not controlled by me in the personal space."

"..."

Xia Lang was dumbfounded.

What a horrible scene from hell.

"But he may not be allowed to hurt me in his personal space." Otherwise, the magician would definitely chop him up, why would he just lock him up.

Luo Ran felt aggrieved as soon as he thought of the box room, he didn't want to say more and just got out of bed: "Get up, pack up and go to class."

He didn't want to say anything, and Xia Lang didn't ask any more, so he got up and cleaned up.

After a day of trembling alone, at 29:[-] p.m., Xia Hong sat on the bed and finally couldn't help but said, "Brother Ran, why don't you treat the puppet better tonight? Maybe..."

Luo Yiran put his finger on the top of the Worldman APP login on his mobile phone, and when he heard this, he raised his head and showed a meaningful smile to Xia Lang.

Xia Lang was worried, and then she and Luo Yiran pressed the login button at the same time.

It was dark in front of my eyes, and a mechanical voice sounded briefly: [The copy "The Disappearing Mermaid" is being loaded...]

Then in the blink of an eye, Luo Yiran's eyes lit up, and a huge white bus stopped in front of him. He subconsciously turned his head to look at the surrounding situation, but directly met a side face covered with bandages.

Luo Yiran: "..." I didn't expect him to be standing on the shoulders of a magician this time.

"What are you doing in a daze?" shouted a man beside the car with the word "tour guide" written on his hat: "Come here and register for the car."

The magician didn't move, only let out a small laugh.

Luo Yiran unceremoniously manipulated people to go to register. The tour guide gave him a dissatisfied look, and then wrote something casually.

The words are so floating that Luo Yiran can't recognize them.

After the tour guide finished writing, he waved his hand: "Okay, get in the car."

Luo Yiran got into the car obediently.

When I got in the car, I found that the car was full of people, except for the driver's seat, there was only one seat in the first row.

No way, the bus can accommodate 28 people, he was the last one to get on the bus, and he had no choice.

When Luo Yiran manipulated the magician into the car, someone gasped and exclaimed subconsciously: "Dungeon boss is with us?!"