Little green tea is too tempting, deeply trapped in the crazy criticism of ghosts Shura field

Chapter 2: Rose Bride (2) So cute
"Bang, bang, bang, bang..." The heartbeat was beating irregularly.

Yan Jinyue tried hard to calm her breathing, her fingers clenched on the man's clothes on his chest, not daring to move.

As her brain raced as to what to do next, a cold finger lifted her chin, forcing her to look up.

In her sight, the man's face was delicate and flawless, except that his skin was too pale, as pale as the cold frost on an autumn night. The only bright color was his two thin lips, which had clear lip lines and were as red as blood.

But the more charming, the more dangerous.

Yan Jinyue forced herself to calm down and asked tentatively: "I like you, can you be my boyfriend?... Of course, if you don't agree, I won't force you..."

She tried to make her voice soft and gentle, and she bit her lips with her pearly teeth, afraid that it might be three parts true and seven parts false. Her big, charming almond-shaped eyes were full of glittering hooks.

Someone once said that if Yan Jinyue was willing to lower herself to seduce, no man would not fall for her. It would be fine to give her all his wealth and life. Unfortunately, she was unwilling to do so.

The man lowered his eyes, which were still deep and gloomy. His fingertips, as cold as ice, gradually moved down and landed on the side of her neck, as if he could break her neck at any time, or he was trying to figure out where to cut.

Yan Jinyue's breathing slowed down even more. Although she was very confident in her beauty, she was not sure about the fact that the object of her seduction was a ghost.

But now she has no way out.

She ran her fingertips up along the fabric, cautiously probing. Seeing that he didn't react, she became bolder and hooked her arms around his neck. In his slightly confused look, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

Just touch and leave.

Because he was very tall, Yan Jinyue could only kiss his chin, but that was enough.

With a "bang", the long sword fell to the ground.

The man was completely stunned. Surprise flashed across his deep black eyes. A clearly visible blush appeared on his pale face, and even the tips of his ears were red as blood.

The previously violent and hacking evil ghost suddenly turned into a shy and innocent ghost, which made Yan Jinyue look more like a rapacious bully.

She pressed the issue and kissed him again, this time on the collarbone.

His body became more rigid.

Yan Jinyue chuckled, hugged him tighter, rubbed her face against his chest, and acted coquettishly: "I really like you, will you be with me..."

The girl's voice was as sweet as honey, like the mermaid that sailors met in the deep sea. She was stunningly beautiful, luring them to jump in with her beautiful and ethereal singing, and then ripped them open with her fangs and claws.

But now the situation is obviously the opposite. The man is the man-eating ghost, and she is just a bold and reckless little green tea girl.

The purpose is very simple, to get his protection.

Yan Jinyue felt that she was very wise. Her beauty was her trump card, and the trump card should be used where it matters most. Instead of trying to curry favor with those high-level players, it would be better to hook up with the most powerful one from the beginning.

The most powerful creatures in the escape game are, of course, the ghosts in the dungeon.

"Since you didn't refuse, I'll take it as your agreement." Yan Jinyue spoke to herself with her red lips curved.

He lowered his eyes, his black pupils filled with complex emotions.

Shen Wu felt like he was dreaming, but he quickly denied the idea.

He had already become a ghost and couldn't even sleep, so how could he dream?

But if it wasn't a dream, how could one explain that a human girl not only threw herself into the arms of a ghost who wanted to kill her, but also kissed him, more than once.

Originally, to him, the girl was just an ant, fragile, insignificant, and just like any other human being. Her only purpose was to satisfy his bloodthirsty desire and become one of the souls killed by his sword.

But now——

The girl in his arms was fragrant and her body was soft and pressed against him, as if she had no bones.

The skin beneath the fingertips is soft and white, like the touch of flower petals.

It was warm, different from the coldness of a ghost like him. This was the temperature of a human being. He hadn't felt it for so long that he was a little dazed for a moment.

What made him even more dazed were those two kisses. How could this human woman be so bold... When the heat was surging on his face, he heard a crisp voice saying that she liked him.

like him?
Shen Wu subconsciously didn't believe it. This ant was definitely speaking sweet words. But when he looked at her and met her pair of smiling eyes, he felt that she was telling the truth.

Catching a flash of complexity in the man's eyes, Yan Jinyue felt that there was a chance and decided to press on: "What's your name?"

I am just an ant and have no right to know his name, Shen Wuxiang.

But Yan Jinyue would not give up until she achieved her goal. When he didn't say anything, she hugged him and kissed him, saying coquettishly, "Tell me, please, please..."

Every time she kissed him, he felt a strange tingling sensation. Shen Wu was a pure and innocent man who had never spoken a few words to a girl during his lifetime, let alone after his death. He had never experienced such an attack before, and his body stiffened like a puppet.

He compromised and said, "Shen Wu." Yan Jinyue stopped and tilted her head, "Shen Wu?"

She whispered it several times, and each time it was like a feather touching Shen Wu's eardrum. This was the first time he felt as if his heart was being gnawed by millions of ants when he heard his own name. It was indescribably... weird.

Shen Wu suddenly closed his eyes.

So cute.

Yan Jinyue stared at his blood-red ears, her eyes curved into two crescents. At this moment, evil amusement completely replaced fear, and her light-colored pupils overflowed with the cunning of a little fox.

"Shen Wu, are you willing to be my boyfriend?" Without waiting for his answer, the girl continued to talk to herself, "Since you didn't refuse, I will take it as your consent."

Shen Wu was stunned, opened his eyes, and there was an unclear meaning in his dark pupils.

This ant is so bold that he actually dares to make decisions on behalf of this evil ghost.

And the next moment, he heard an even more bold and arrogant sentence: "If you don't agree, I will kiss you until you agree."

**
The next day, in Room 404 of the girls’ dormitory.

In the morning, Luo Yaoyao was awakened by the alarm clock. She originally wanted to stay in bed a little longer, but then she suddenly realized that she had no choice but to get up from the bed with a gloomy face, and walked to the sink with messy hair to wash up.

She complained while brushing her teeth: "What a crappy game. It's fine if there are ghosts chasing you, but you actually have to get up early and study late. I'm really impressed..."

"Yeah, that's really too much. What a crappy setting." A voice nearby echoed.

"Exactly, what a crappy setting!"

Luo Yaoyao was completely defenseless. She looked up at the mirror and was suddenly met with a pair of smiling eyes. She widened her eyes in horror and her pupils shrank into two black dots.

The mirror reflected an oval face as beautiful as a lotus, with crescent eyebrows, watery almond eyes, petal-shaped lips, and light brown curly hair tied into a fishbone braid. The hair on both sides of the temples was casually scattered, making her look youthful and sweet.

"You you you--" She pointed at the mirror and shivered.

"I, I, I—what's wrong with me?" The person in the mirror raised his eyebrows.

Luo Yaoyao took a deep breath and finally managed to speak: "Aren't you dead?"

"Who said I was dead?" Yan Jinyue asked back with a smile.

"Brother Chen!"

Luo Yaoyao fumbled around her body and finally took out a cell phone from her trouser pocket. This was automatically assigned by the system after entering the copy, and was used for players to confirm their identities and communicate with each other.

She opened the group chat and pointed to a message Brother Chen sent in the group last night: "Look, he sent it last night. He said he saw with his own eyes that you were caught by the long knife ghost and you were already dead."

Yan Jinyue stared at the information on the phone screen and nodded thoughtfully, "I was indeed caught, but I am not dead."

She was not surprised that Chen He said she was dead. After all, after what happened last night, few people would believe that she could survive.

Luo Yaoyao came out of her shock and looked Yan Jinyue up and down, and found that she was not only intact, but also looked even more radiant, and did not look like she had escaped death at all.

"So, how did you survive?" she was very curious.

"Actually, it's because..." Yan Jinyue blinked, "The ghost didn't kill me because I was pretty."

"cut--"

Luo Yaoyao rolled her eyes in annoyance. "If you don't want to talk, then don't talk. Why bother talking nonsense like that? Forget it. I don't want to ask. I'm going to be late soon. I don't want to break the school rules."

After saying that, she rinsed her mouth, quickly washed her face, and hurried away with her bag.

Yan Jinyue looked at her back and spread her hands helplessly. She was telling the truth, but people simply didn't believe her.

However, when she thought of last night, a layer of resentment covered her pretty face.

After she asked him to be her boyfriend, or she would keep kissing him until he agreed, Shen Wu just ran away!
Ran!

This coward!
Fortunately, he was not completely without conscience. Before leaving, he left his knife to Yan Jinyue.

She returned to the dormitory from the teaching building with a knife in her arms, immune to all evil and ghosts along the way.

A female ghost with disheveled hair and white clothes floated in front of her, curled her five fingers into sharp claws and tried to scratch her, but when she saw the knife in her hand, she was immediately frightened and fled away.

"Forget it, I'll forgive you for now." Yan Jinyue's mouth curled up.

(End of this chapter)