The light emitted by the candle was very weak, not enough to illuminate the entire dormitory 404.

It barely illuminated the table in front of the four people.

Because of the candles, the light and shadow intersect with each other, reflecting on everyone's face, making it a bit mysterious and weird.

Although the candle was placed on the table, it was on Qi Yunshen's right hand side. The light of the candle was blocked by his body and was completely unable to illuminate Ruan Qing, who was on his left hand side.

In addition, several people's attention was on pens and papers, and they did not notice Ruan Qing's state at all.

So no one noticed anything strange about him.

If anyone looked carefully, they would find that the young man in the darkness was in a very wrong state.

Ruan Qing bit her lower lip tightly, her delicate little face turned pale, her long eyelashes trembled uneasily, and her eyes were full of panic and fear.

But he didn't dare to move or make a sound.

Because that invisible coldness was still right next to him.

Ruan Qing could even feel a coldness coming down from the top of the pen, gently wrapping his hand holding the pen.

ice.

Very cold.

It was like going from early summer to winter in an instant, it was bitingly cold.

The ice is so chilling.

And it's not that the temperature of the entire dormitory 404 has dropped to below zero, it's just the coldness that envelopes Ruan Qing.

It's so cold it makes people shiver.

It also makes people feel a little creepy.

It was as if something was holding their pen at first, but now it was slowly moving to Ruan Qing's hand.

However, the other three people in the dormitory didn't seem to notice this.

I didn't even notice that the temperature in the dormitory dropped a little.

Ruan Qing's face turned a bit paler, fear and fear taking over his brain.

He wanted to struggle to avoid the coldness, but he did not dare to struggle.

Because once he struggles, he will most likely drop the pen in his hand.

When the time comes, Bixian will never be able to send him away again.

Then he will be the first to be killed by Bixian.

Even if you don't get killed first, it's definitely difficult to survive until seven days later.

Ruan Qing could only sit stiffly on the stool, biting his lower lip, praying that this spirit-seeking game would end soon.

Just hold on until Bixian is sent away.

However, what Ruan Qing didn't know was that because he was biting his lower lip, his thin pink lips were even more colorful, making him look even more gorgeous.

In addition, there was moisture in the eyes, and the beautiful eyes looked wet, just like a bullied little lamb about to cry.

He is lovable, but also makes people want to treat him more excessively.

Let him cry directly.

The cold breath paused for a moment, as if it was tired of just lingering on the young man's fingertips, and began to gently slide along the young man's fingers towards the wrist.

Although he couldn't see anything, the cold touch was real, causing the fear and fear in Ruan Qing's eyes to reach its peak.

Even the cells in his body were screaming to run away.

Ruan Qing was so frightened that his body was trembling slightly, and his eyes were covered with a layer of mist. His whole body looked as fragile as a ceramic doll, which would break if he applied any force.

Extremely pitiful.

However, the coldness did not let him go because of his pity. After lingering on his wrist for a moment, it continued up his elbow, and finally slowly caressed Ruan Qing's jade-white neck, and landed on Ruan Qing.

Because I am afraid of red eyes.

The cold stimulation made the ends of Ruan Qing's eyes even redder, and his eyes were filled with tears, moistening his eye sockets.

It also moistened his long eyelashes.

If this action were performed by a human being, it would probably appear particularly ambiguous and sexual.

However, the cold temperature is not ambiguous at all, it only makes people feel a sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts.

It seemed as if the coldness would kill him in the next second.

Ruan Qing's tears couldn't be stopped anymore and fell directly down her cheeks, like pearls with broken strings, falling down one after another.

But the tears did not fall completely. When they fell to the corners of Ruan Qing's mouth, they seemed to be gently wiped away by something.

Then the coldness lingered on Ruan Qing's lips, as if something was rubbing his lips.

Even playing with it harder and harder, Ruan Qing's lips sunk in a little.

Although it doesn't hurt, it's getting colder and colder.

Ruan Qing's lips were almost numb from the cold.

It felt as if he was going to die of coldness in the next second.

The extreme fear made Ruan Qing's body feel a little weak, and he couldn't muster any strength. He could only shrink back helplessly.

Wanting to avoid the coldness lingering on his lips.

But the coldness didn't give him any room to avoid it, and it lingered up again as he shrank.

It's as if he won't stop until he is killed.

Ruan Qing was so scared that his thin and slender body was trembling slightly. He couldn't care about anything else. He focused on the other three people and wanted to ask them for help.

However, he opened his mouth, but no sound came out at all.

Even because of the action of opening his mouth, the coldness directly took the opportunity to invade his teeth.

Not only was he unable to make a sound, he couldn't even close his lips.

If anyone pays attention to him, they can see that Ruan Qing's lips are slightly open, and the soft lips are slightly sunken in the middle.

It seemed as if he was actively holding something in his mouth.

But nothing can be seen.

Even through his thin lips, you can vaguely see the wet/soft pink color.

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It looks extremely erotic.

However, the other three people did not notice this at this time and were still studying the so-called spirit summoning game.

The flame of the white candle swayed, making a burning sound and emitting the unique unpleasant smell of burning candles.

It directly covers all the smell.

It also overshadowed the faint orchid fragrance.

Ruan Qing's body trembled slightly with fear, and he tried hard to attract the attention of the three people.

However, the coldness directly restrained him when he stretched out his other hand.

Neither his left hand nor his legs could move.

He couldn't even turn his head away even half an inch.

The only thing that can move is the hand holding the pen.

But once Ruan Qing moves that hand, the pen may lose balance and fall due to the lack of one person's force.

Even if it doesn't fall, as long as one person's hand is missing, the spirit summoning game will be terminated immediately.

It was as if the coldness was intentional, leaving only Ruan Qing's hand holding the pen to move.

Perhaps Bixian was waiting for Ruan Qing to move that hand. He was also looking forward to the end of this game of summoning spirits.

The malice and murderous intent were clearly revealed.

So even if Ruan Qing's scared tears couldn't stop flowing, he could only sit stiffly on the stool, not daring to move the hand holding the pen.

Let that coldness do whatever it wants.

Ruan Qing seemed to be in two different worlds from the other three at this time.

No one noticed anything strange about him.

After Qiao Nuo finished drawing the circle, he excitedly said, "Bi Xian Bi Xian, can I find a gentle, beautiful, kind and generous, intellectual and elegant girlfriend this year?"

After Qiao Nuo asked, he paused and added in a low voice with a bit of embarrassment, "Ahem, it's best to be a proactive and sexy big sister."

After Qiao Nuo asked, he immediately stared at the pen in his hand, wanting to know what the answer was.

However, the pen made no movement.
To be continued...