Quickly wear the male god's cover

Chapter 95 The Gold Master is Handsome and Alluring 2.17
The body was extremely exhausted, Fanhua closed her eyes and lay down on the soft bed in the bedroom.

As soon as I closed my eyes, my head started to ache.

This little pain is nothing to Fanhua, she only regards it as a sequela caused by the weak body of the host.

She tried to ignore the headache and closed her eyes again intently.

Five minutes later, Fanhua's body trembled violently, and she frowned every day, as if she had experienced a terrible nightmare.

Those dark, pitch-black eyes opened suddenly, and the pain that followed was even more like a shadow.

Just now, the bloody memory that she least wanted to recall appeared in front of her eyes, and the next moment it turned into the one where Wen Fanhua was pushed into the water, and the feeling of suffocation on the verge of death seemed to engulf her...

Headaches and nightmarish images made it impossible for her to sleep.

Fan Hua's eyes were clear, she stood up straight from the bed, her eyes were clear and gentlemanly, sharp and compelling.

"what happened?"

There is no one else in the house, only the system is the only one who asks questions.

"The host, maybe it's the sequelae of a cold?"

"Would the sequelae of a cold make Wen Fanhua and I's memories change like this?"

"That... that may be the host's first time entering the host body, a side effect of the soul and body not being fully fused." The system hesitated, lacking energy.

It sounds like random guessing!
Forget it, little spicy chicken, you can't count on it!
Since you can't sleep, then - don't sleep for now.

"Ringling..." The phone on the table rang suddenly.

Fanhua took the phone, saw the name of the caller on it, and searched for the caller from Wen Fanhua's memory.

Wen Shan, one of Wen Fanhua's best friends, the unfavored daughter of a second-rate family, her parents died and she was adopted by her uncle's family.

No matter how good the niece is, how can she have her own biological relatives?

Wen Shan and Wen Fanhua, who were also at odds at home, hit it off and became good friends.

The longest thing the two of them have done is to make an appointment to drink together——

I used wine to relieve my sorrows and told about the anguish of not being seen at home. I was the same degenerate person at the end of the world. Two hearts with low self-esteem and lack of love leaned together to keep warm, complained to each other, and cried in each other's arms.

Said to be friends, in Fanhua's view, they are just the objects of their confidances.

Commonly known as "emotional trash can".

"Ah Hua, come drink, see you at the old place!"

After answering the phone, the other party hung up immediately after saying a word.

Fanhua squeezed the phone hard, and her face was not very good-looking.

Only when she ordered the younger brothers, she gave "one word" instructions, and whenever she became the target of being treated like this!

"S... host, will you go?" the system asked weakly.

To be honest, the anger on the host made him a little scared. If the person who called was right in front of him, the system felt that the host's fist must have passed.

"Go, why not go?"

Anyway, I'm idle—I can't sleep.

Fanhua came to the place where two bad friends usually drink bitter wine together.

Before he was ready to attack, there was an extra wine bottle in front of him.

"Ah Hua, drink it if you are a man!"

Looking up from the wine bottle, it was the face of a young girl who was slightly drunk and flushed.

The girl was about the same age as Wen Fanhua, wearing a sequined suspenders and a black vest, her hair was dyed bright red, and she still had an afro, her face was heavily made up, half of it was stained by wine stains.

"Ah Hua, do you want to drink? Today I will drink you to death!" Wen Shan challenged boldly.

A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Fanhua's mouth.

Whoever drinks to death is not sure!

She took the wine bottle, touched Wen Shan, and proudly brought it to her lips.

down.

Down a few bottles of wine—

(End of this chapter)