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Chapter 3229 Is it cost to pay a bad review?(1/2)

Chapter 3229 (') Negative reviews cost?

It's late at night.

At this time, the hazy white moonlight outside the window, with a hint of redness, shone on the cashmere carpet of VIP suite No. 3303 on the 33rd floor of the hotel, and a hazy halo was woven.

Because of the late night, even though the central air conditioner is expensive and has been debugged, you can still hear the subtle and rustling airflow.

At this moment, the room temperature in the room is maintained at the twenty-five degrees that is most suitable for sleeping.

“…”

( ̄o ̄) z Z

So, Anne was lying on her side on the soft big bed and velvet pillows and fell asleep.

Her body was only half covered with a thin silk quilt, and most of her body was exposed outside the quilt. The ruffled collar of the floral pajamas gently undulating with her breath. A head of smooth black hair spread on the pillow like silk, and a few strands of hair were played mischievously on her cheeks, and the breath was slightly blown.

Although the penetration and the small night light not far away have automatically adjusted to the darkest level, it still looks a bit dazzling at this time.

However, that doesn't matter anymore, because Anne has fallen asleep. For her who can sleep until the afternoon and the sun's butt, a little light will not affect her sleep.

However……

At this moment, in the hazy white moonlight with a hint of redness, there seemed to be a shadow approaching?

(…)

(;¬¬)

And that situation naturally caught Tibers' attention instantly.

However, after seeing that the other party was not trying to disturb the body with physics, it was infecting the dream, and it thought it seemed that it was not within its responsibility, and it was not the area it was good at. It did not want to make a big fuss about it and burn half of the room, then woke up a bad little master and attracted a beating. It thought about it and then thought about it, but in the end it held back.

“…”

( ̄o ̄) z Z

In this regard, a little girl in her sleep didn't notice it. She just unconsciously buried her cheeks in the goose velvet pillow, murmured in her mouth, as if she was having a sweet dream, such as what delicious food was being eaten?

Then, perhaps because it was too hot, she kicked the quilt with one foot, and a piece of white ankle was exposed under the pajama pants with little daisies, and her toes occasionally curled up gently in the air. It looked very cute and cute, making people unable to help but want to step forward and take a bite.

Of course, no one dares to do that kind of thing, and Tibers is just jealous, and it doesn't dare!

There was occasionally a slight buzzing sound of the elevator running outside the suite. I don’t know which person or who was using the elevator, but it further highlighted the tranquility and comfort of the room.

Annie, who was sleeping with the fluffy down pillow, turned over, her pajama cuffs slid to her elbows, revealing her arms like a lotus root. A vague murmur appeared between her pink lips. Then when she turned over, the quilt slid down her shoulders, and she was subconsciously pulled back by her sleeping sleep.

The chest was evenly undulating, and the small earlobe was vaguely visible between the black hair, and the hair on it was still left with a beautiful pink double bow tie hairpin that I forgot to take off before going to bed.

At this moment, Anne looked like a cute princess who was cast in a fairy tale with Male Magic, and even time couldn't bear to disturb her beautiful dreams.

But Anne is not a princess!

She can be an emperor, a queen, a head of state, a great immortal, a goddess or something else indescribable, but the word "Princess" is not very suitable.

However……

It was at this moment that Annie, who sensed something, suddenly opened her eyes.

Because, Annie discovered that something unopposed to death seemed to have entered and changed her dream?

So, when she opened her eyes, she soon discovered that she did not seem to be in bed.

But...

In some weird dream?

However, that kind of thing is not very important.

“…”

(; ̄◇ ̄)

Because, because time passed too long, Annie could not remember what the last time the guy who not only disturbed her sleep, but also kept muttering and whispering in her ears was.

It seemed that she was burned to ashes by a fire?

It seems...

Did she stuff it into the bottle?

But no matter what the outcome is, it doesn't matter.

What’s important is: Tonight, another guy who didn’t know how to live or die, and the key is that he is much weaker than the last time that he not only disturbed her sleep, but also kept beating in her ears, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many,

Anyway, someone who took it out alone would probably not be worthy of the previous guy who kept disturbing her sleep!

Even if it was such a weak person, the other party dared to quarrel at her to sleep, and bravely pulled her into this boring dream?

“…”

(¬_¬)

Anyway, Annie saw it, and the dream that appeared in front of her seemed to be a place like a charity house and a slaughterhouse.

The place is not big, but it is full of coffins and small urns of things like urns. There are dense talisman paper sticking on the walls, and the ground is filled with various yellow talisman paper and square hole paper money.

At the same time, she also saw that in the darkness inside, there seemed to be someone sneaking into the sneaky guy like a transparent figure peeking at?

At the same time, not far away, there was a conspicuous old woman holding a bone-cutting knife and chopping up something with bones.

“…”

-

(゜-゜)

Anne, the old woman who was chopping bones, didn't care. She just looked around and thought about it, and then quickly knew what kind of place she had come to.

“…”

ε=(ο`*))) Alas

Then, Anne sighed softly, and then asked the old woman who was undoubtedly the "master":

"You know..."

(||¬▽¬)

"What happened to the guy who disturbed someone's sleep last time?"

(˙o˙)

Annie plans to see if the other party can communicate first, because the outcome of being able to communicate and not being able to communicate is different.

Although, no matter which one it is, the opponent's fate will be very miserable, miserable, miserable, miserable.

“…”

The other party stopped, turned his head and glanced at Annie with a grin, and then he continued to chop the suspicious and stinky bone on the plan board again and again, and stared at her with his disgusting face and the eyeball beads that would burst out with blue veins when chopping the bones.

“???”

()

"All right!"

(')

"Sure enough, it's not unreasonable that people don't like your weirdness!"

(_)

Annie remembered that the last time, the similar thing that disturbed her sleep seemed to be the ancient god?

Although the other party is also a chaotic and chaotic guy, at least, the person has the word "God" in his name, and he is strong and has a good brain, is wise, knows what fear is, and knows that he will admit defeat and beg for mercy when he encounters an existence he can't afford to offend.

But the guy in front of me is still pretending at this time and still smiling at her, as if he can't do anything except instinct?

Even Annie thought that saying that the other party had instinct might be a bit overestimating the other party.

Because there are so many things that have instincts!

For example, the small animals she likes to eat very much. Although they are not smart and have no wisdom, they can only act on instincts and at least they know that they are afraid, they can pretend to be pitiful, and they can act cute, but what about the thing in front of them?

Apart from having powerful power than ordinary people and all kinds of chaotic and weird methods that are almost the same as rules, they are basically nothing, and they don’t even have basic clear logical thinking and interaction ability. Moreover, they don’t even know what fear is. Just look at it and know that it must be far worse than those who like to take the broken bus before!

“…”

(_)

So, Annie was racking her brains to think about what she should do next to teach her a lesson that she would never forget?

Oh, no!

Perhaps, it’s just a profound lesson to the other party, and there is no need for eternity at all, because, the other party has no eternity, and even... it may not even be tomorrow.

(…)

( ̄ ̄)

After waiting for a while, Annie was a little impatient when she saw that the other party still didn't speak.

"Tell me!"
To be continued...
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