Chapter 393 Angel Kindergarten 29
Seeing Fu Anan's counting fingers, Zhang Yuanyuan's expression gradually changed from curiosity and excitement to dignified, and she stared at her quietly.
This game is so difficult.
The scene of cannibalism in Beaver City, the foul-smelling corpses floating in the muddy water, she will never forget it for the rest of her life.
And this ghost, she has nightmares every day these days.
She experienced it twice and felt like she was about to collapse.
But the number of times that her chubby experienced... unexpectedly counted.
After being happy with the boss, Zhang Yuanyuan's eyes turned red, and she hugged Fu An'an all of a sudden, her voice started to choke, "Little Fatty, what a life you've been living!"
"Oops! Don't wipe your nose on my clothes!"
Fu An'an hurriedly pushed her away. She hadn't changed her clothes in the past few days.
Zhang Yuanyuan: ... "I'm so **** sad, can't you coax me?!"
"Where did so many sad things come from?"
Fu Anan covered her face with a pillow, "Go to sleep!"
Um...
Sadness was blown away.
Zhang Yuanyuan took the pillow, put it under her head and sighed, "If you are a man, it will be difficult to find a girlfriend in your life."
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Opposite door.
The three people who still don't understand the situation are in torment and fear.
Han Yin'er walked in softly from the door.
Then under the bed, on the floor.
Fast and fierce.
It is not difficult to imagine what it would be like to be caught by them.
Fu An'an and Zhang Yuanyuan were clinging to the walls on both sides of the door at this time, they looked at each other, and were about to sneak out of the door quietly as they had just imagined.
But look at the door...
Apparently they overlooked the number of ghosts.
They are all here, crowding the opposite room and the corridor at the door!
There is not even a gap to get out.
Fu Anan made a gesture towards her: The situation has changed, plan B will be implemented!
Zhang Yuanyuan was full of question marks: What planB?
The remaining ghosts in the dormitory came towards them.
Fu An'an stepped on the bed next to her, narrowly dodged the fingers protruding from the ghost, and carefully rolled into the bed.
A ghost is directly above her.
Long black fingers looming in the cracks of the bed.
Good night everyone~
Tomorrow six more!
mua~