Quick Wear: Inferiority is the best dowry for men

Chapter 120 Infinite Game, but the boss is my childhood sweetheart 15

Because it tasted delicious, she unconsciously slowed down her eating, and by the time the other three had finished eating, she still had half a bowl left.

After they all left, He Sheng ate slowly by himself.

As she was eating, she heard some small conversations. She slowed down her chewing and listened carefully to the conversation.

"The Joker found... discovered..."

"He is angry... dissatisfied..."

"Punishment..."

Hmm? Is it related to the boss of this dungeon? Speaking of which, she hasn't met the boss of this dungeon yet. Tomorrow is the last day. Will she meet this boss?

He Sheng listened carefully again but could not hear anything, as if it was just an illusion. She did not take it to heart.

After lunch, Bai Zhu and Ping Yushan went out, Gao Yangshuo rested in the room, and He Sheng thought for a moment and decided to go for a walk outside.

It would be best if I could run into the big boss and ask him directly what the treasure he lost is, and why it is a heart for others but a mirror for her.

But unfortunately, he didn't meet the big boss. Instead, he saw Bie Wu and Bie Yu holding hands on the road. Later, He Sheng saw them walk into the circus tent with his own eyes.

Huh? What are they doing in the tent? Never mind. It has nothing to do with her.

Finally, while wandering around, I met Baizhu and Ping Yushan. They were standing in front of a signboard.

"What are you looking at?" He Sheng also leaned over.

Bai Zhu made room for her to watch, "Bumper car, each person who completes it can get two commemorative medals, and only two people can participate together. We are saved!"

"That's great, congratulations!"

Bai Zhu sighed and shook his head, "It's a mixture of joy and sorrow. This kind of project with a big reward is also a big risk, but the rules say that each person can only play one project per day. If we don't try it, we will be sent away."

He Sheng comforted her, "It's okay, we got through it safely the past two days, and I'm sure it will be fine tomorrow too."

"Hopefully."

……

As six o'clock approaches, everyone returns to their rooms. What will happen if they don't take the initiative to go to the circus today?

Will be caught back.

Seeing his wings and claws, He Sheng's face was full of "I knew it".

She knew that this copy would not let them go.

As soon as six o'clock arrived, she not only teleported directly to the circus, but also turned into the parrot she was yesterday.

But the person standing on the stage holding the whip was no longer Bie Yi. Although they were both wearing clown masks and dressed the same, He Sheng knew that someone had changed.

He extended his index finger to signal He Sheng to stand on his hand, and she did so.

Then he stroked her wings hard.

The ravaged He Sheng has become indifferent. You see, Bie Yi didn't massage her like this last night. This man's attack was much heavier than Bie Yi's.

The audience seats outside the stage were empty. He Sheng looked around and found that there were only her and him on the stage.

Huh? Huh?! Where are the others? Why is she the only one here?

She kept leaning forward to confirm whether she was the only animal on the stage.

The man took the initiative and said, "Don't look, you're the only one here tonight."

He Sheng: ...Why is she the only one suffering? !

Then she had nothing to worry about. "You are Bie Yi, what is your name?"

"How did you recognize her?" His index finger stroked He Sheng's fur.

“The bird-stroking technique is different.”

"Do you want him back?"

He Sheng looked at him with his eyes as big as green beans. He felt that there was murderous intent hidden in this man's words.

She shook her head. "It doesn't matter. It's all the same."

The murderous intent disappeared...

He Sheng: ? So if she didn’t answer, she would die, right? !

"I thought you liked him." His tone was smiling, "It's good that you don't."

"What am I doing here?" He Sheng shrank his head. "Don't touch me. If you keep touching me, I'll become bald. I don't have many hairs on my head to begin with."

"Stay with me!" he said confidently.

He Sheng's eyes were darting around, as if she had heard something incredible.

"So simple?"

"Ah."

He Sheng stopped talking and let him touch her. She thought he would let her go when he was satisfied.

He suddenly took off his mask and asked her, "Don't you know me?"

Under the mask is a delicate face, like a BJD doll, but at first glance she is a sick beauty, with a sense of depression between her brows.

He Sheng felt pity for her as soon as he saw her, and started talking nonsense, "Remember, remember! You are my sweetheart!"

He smiled and said, "You remember? Then don't break your promise this time."

He Sheng then realized that something was wrong. Why did he act like they really knew each other before?!

But that shouldn't be the case. She had no impression of him at all. If she had seen a face like this before, she would never forget it!

He Sheng was silent for too long, and he realized something was wrong. "You don't remember, right?"

He lowered his eyes, "You just lie."

He was really sad. He Sheng took the initiative to put his head in his hands and said, "Don't be sad. It's not too late to meet you now. You are so beautiful. I am very happy to meet you."

He rubbed the hair on He Sheng's head, "But you forgot everything. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

He put on his mask again and said, "Go back. See you tomorrow."

"Oh no, you haven't told me your name yet..."

He Sheng returned to his room before he finished speaking.

Everything around was familiar, and He Sheng had a lot of questions he wanted to ask but he had to keep them to himself.

She grabbed the clown doll on the bed and talked to herself.

"I haven't really been a heartless woman, have I?"

"How could I be that kind of person? He's so handsome, I'll never forget him once I've seen him!"

"He can't be talking nonsense, how could I be a scumbag? I just want to give all the men in the world a home and happiness."

"My heart is a durian, and on each tip lives a poor boy."

He muttered to himself for a long time, and when he saw that it was almost eight o'clock, he immediately washed up, turned off the light, and got into bed.

At night, the sensor lights in the corridor rarely turned on.

So he really left? Will someone new come?

He Sheng waited and waited, but after almost an hour, the light didn't come on. So he decided to stop waiting and go to sleep.

The sound of even and long breathing flows quietly in the room.

The clown doll's eyes flickered, and it stood up shakily. It raised its hand to touch He Sheng's face, but then felt that this was not enough, so it lay directly on her shoulder to look at her profile.

I can't get enough of it.

It admired quietly for a long time, and suddenly jumped off his shoulder, placing its furry hands on He Sheng's lips.

Just as I was planning to take the next step, the sensor light outside the corridor came on and there was a knock on the door.

It had to give up what it was doing, jump out of bed and struggle to open the door.

The little boy looked down at the doll on the ground. He was not surprised at all that the doll could move.

He said, “You didn’t do your job.”

The doll tilted its head and a mechanical voice said, "It's none of your business."

"The Joker knows. Your ass is screwed again," he gloated, "The Joker asked me to come here and remind you to stay away from your sister."