Really tie Q, the soft beauty is hugged and coaxed by the monster

Chapter 3 Skin

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There are still many paintings hanging in the corridor on the second floor. The strange thing is that these paintings only have the lower body.

Something flashed through Zhang He's mind but he didn't catch it.

The room was at the end of the corridor, and Zheng Quan chose a room in the middle.

Zhang He was opposite Zheng Quan, next to Shao Wuyun and Wu Jing respectively.

Ariel stood in front of a painting in the corridor, his lower body almost overlapping the painting, "At seven o'clock tomorrow morning, I hope you all arrive at the restaurant on time for dinner, my brother doesn't like latecomers, so don't wait after the deadline."

This is not the first time Ariel has mentioned his brother.

Even though the five people had too many questions, the clock downstairs suddenly rang and had to hold back the questions.

The door is closed.

The entire castle fell into darkness, except for some light when there was lightning and thunder outside the castle.

Ariel walked along the corridor back to the corner of the stairs.

Lightning illuminated the entire hall, and Ariel glanced at the petite figure in the hall from the corner of his eye.

The footsteps leading to the third floor paused before turning downstairs.

Kneeling down in front of Piao Piao, Ariel stared fixedly at her delicate little face, and after a long time, he let out a "squeak", "Asleep?"

She has a big heart.

Piao Piao maintained the appearance before entering the escape game, with a loose hospital gown on her body, she seemed a little cold, a small person curled up into a ball, breathing evenly.

Ariel took out a disposable glove under the table in the hall and put it on, the cold white leather palm hidden under the glove slowly approached Piao Piao's slender neck.

"Well, since it's a patient, it's better to die early and be reborn sooner."

The sudden appearance of tourists, including fragile patients...things are getting more and more interesting...

The blond boy had a deep smile. He was supposed to be a gentle and lively boy, but the words he said were always frightening.

"Aww~" Sticker, Sticker~

Andre, who came out of nowhere, rubbed Ariel's calf flatteringly.

The wet tongue licked the back of Piao Piao's hand, "Aww~" Tie Tie~
Ariel raised his eyebrows, "Like her?"

Andre's tongue drooped out of his mouth, and "Shasha" kept nodding.

It loves little beauties!

Ariel let go of Piao Piao's neck, twisted Piao Piao's collar with two fingers and lifted him up, with a disgusted expression on his face, "Okay, don't kill him yet."

Andre happily circled around the two of them.

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The darkness on the third floor is different from that on the second floor. The lights on the third floor are brightly lit, and black shadows shuttle through the corridors.

Ariel walked into the corridor, and the black shadow saw Ariel hiding like a mouse seeing a cat.

The black shadow hiding in the wall was afraid of Ariel on the one hand, and on the other hand was staring at Piao Piao in his hand.

"Brother, look what I picked up!"

Pushing open the door of the study, Ariel leaned in front of Lucis like a child with a toy.

"Dang Dang Dang, Andre's toy!"

The boy in front of the desk looks almost identical to Ariel.

The only difference is that she is more mature and stable, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses is more gentle and elegant.

Lucis focused on the book in front of him without raising his head, "Throw it out."

Ariel pouted, "Brother, you are so boring."

Because of Andre, Piao Piao was different from other players, Piao Piao was thrown by Ariel on the carpet in the room next to Andre.

Even though she was sleeping on the carpet, Piao Piao slept very comfortably this time.

No nightmares, no pain.

At dawn, Piao Piao opened her eyes, and the enlarged dog's face in front of her almost scared her into a heart attack.

It was the Tibetan Mastiff who threw her down when he saw her yesterday!

I still remember that she was the first player to come to the dungeon, and the mysterious castle hall was very gloomy.

She is painting faces and costumes on the walls of the hall of memory.

The back was hit violently, and she fell to the ground with a "crack".

Wake up here again.

An unfamiliar room, decorated in black and white tones, a simple big bed, and a full desk.

The Tibetan mastiff kept arching her trousers, humming and chirping, and fluttered up to stand up while supporting her painful waist.

He raised his fist and gave Andre a big bang on the forehead, "Silly dog."

Piao Piao didn't explore why she appeared in the room.

Curiosity killed the cat.

Piao Piao doesn't have much strength, and it doesn't hurt to hit someone, so he sticks to the beauty again as he wishes, and the silly dog ​​Andre's tail even shakes afterimages.

Fluttering and weird, I saw a rippling smile on Andre's face...

Andre bit the fluttering trousers and dragged him to the closet.

Piao Piao opened the door of the closet, and there were all kinds of small skirts inside.

She was very happy when Aunt Liu gave her a yellow dress.

There are at least a dozen small dresses popular in Europe in the nineteenth century in the closet, fluttering as if in heaven.

Piao Piao has always been wearing a hospital gown for medical treatment, but now Piao Piao has tried on all the skirts.

She ended up choosing a pink dress.

In the mirror, the little beauty has red lips and white teeth, a pair of watery eyes are clean and bright, wearing a pink skirt, making her already fair skin as clean and tender as white paper.

"I'm so pretty~(￣▽￣~)~" Piao Piao boasted immodestly.

Andre's head on the side was about to drop, "Aww~" Beautiful~
The morning clock strikes seven times.

Piao Piao packed up and went out with Andre.

In the corridor on the third floor, there are full-body paintings hanging in it, and Piao Piao sees in the paintings the person he saw in the lobby on the first floor last night.

Full body painting...

Passing through all the self-portraits all the way, Piao Piao stopped in front of the last painting.

The last painting is different from all the paintings I have seen before.

There is only one hand on it.

No, to be precise, it is the skin peeled off from the hand...

Piao Piao has always been careful to observe, and the blood vessels under the hands in other paintings are clearly visible, but the hands in this painting are smooth and free of anything.

It seems to be a piece of skin that has been stretched and flattened.

"Ah!" While watching, a woman's shrill scream came from downstairs.

When I came to the first floor, I saw three men and a woman surrounding a middle-aged man who had collapsed at the door of the room.

The voice is from a woman.

The man lying on the ground was wearing a red shirt, with a bulging belly and big red hands.

And on the ground, there were bloody palm prints extending to the door behind the man!
When they got close, Piao Piao could see clearly, where was the red shirt, it was obviously blood stained the clothes!
The middle-aged man's belly swelled and fell, proving that he was still alive.

Zhang He's figure was shaky, "Yesterday I told you not to touch things here casually, but he didn't listen, what should I do if something happened now?"

Piao Piao picked up a piece of watermelon from the fruit plate carried by Andre and gnawed on it, looking thoughtfully at those skinless hands.

This weird picture reminded her of the painting with only one pair of hands that she saw upstairs just now.

No way no way Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

The skin in the painting upstairs can't be the skin on this uncle's hand!

The melon in my hand is no longer fragrant.

"Don't tell anything about the third floor, or... I'll kill you!"

(End of this chapter)