[MTL, BL] Horror Game Boss Always Covets Me [Unlimited Flow]

Chapter 95 Do you want to come to my house to get it?

Chapter 95 Do you want to come to my house to get it?

Stranded express delivery? Duan Xiuran couldn't remember what he bought at all. After he hung up the phone, he went out and walked downstairs.

Because it rained last night, there was still a light layer of fog on the glass windows outside.

There was a little moisture around him. He was wearing short sleeves, and his arms were open and exposed to the air. There was a clammy feeling on his skin.

Duan Xiuran didn't like it very much...it felt sticky and uncomfortable all over.

He took the elevator down and reached the first floor. After exiting the elevator, he walked towards the property room.

The door of the property room was open, and a burly man wearing a vest was sitting inside.

After seeing Duan Xiu, he waved for him to come in.

After Duan Xiuran went in, he asked him what kind of express delivery he wanted.

The man took out a box from under the drawer. It was boxy, and the packaging was very fancy, and it was pink.

Duan Xiuran really had no impression.

Seeing Duan Xiuran's confused look, the man spoke: "...I see it says...Men's Gas Station..."

At this moment, he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Do you want to have a pink buttocks...white and moisturizing peach butt mask..."

Duan Xiuran felt like a thunderbolt struck from the sky, and a bolt of thunder struck directly from the top of his head.

He was so shocked that he couldn't speak at all.

"Didn't...you buy it?" The man glanced at the express delivery information on it, then raised his eyes and looked towards him.

"...What..." Duan Xiuran quickly shook his head in denial.

He wouldn't buy anything so fancy.

"I wrote the wrong address," he confirmed.

This must be a typo, no one would buy this... such a shameful thing.

The man looked at the express box again, and then remained silent for a few seconds: "It should be right..."

"I left your phone number."

"The signature is... Mr. Xiao He's little sweetheart... ..Duan Baobao..."

Do you understand? When a burly, rough man of 1.8 meters tall read out this signature, the scene... was a bit eye-catching.

Duan Xiuran was confused for a few seconds.

Mr. Xiao He...Xiao He!

A blond figure appeared in my mind.

OK! Damn it, He Qingxu didn't do this on purpose. Duan Xiuran quickly took the express box over as if he had seen a ghost.

It seemed to be very hot, and he hated himself for not bringing a coat with him, as there was no place to hide it.

When he was thinking about how to explain to the man.

The real estate guy didn't know what he was thinking of. The rough man also spoke straightforwardly.

"Mr. Duan...were you...accomplished?"

Duan Xiuran kept explaining to the other party. It was sent by a friend as a joke.

"I know, it's just that kind of friend. Well...I won't tell anyone." Who can imagine a rough man who is 1.8 meters tall, gossiping.

"He really cares about you, and even bought it for you..." The man said, his eyes lowered, and he took a deep look at the box in his hand.

"No!" Duan Xiuran's throat almost split.

His whole body jumped up, eager to explain to the real estate agent, "We are really ordinary friends, we just met through the game... He and I have a good relationship..."

The rough man was stunned, and then After hesitating for a few seconds, he suddenly had an enlightenment: "Did he arrange it online..."

"I didn't expect it to be like this..."

Duan Xiuran: "..."

"But Mr. Duan, Don't let anyone fool you." The man suddenly advised.

"I didn't!"

"Duan Xiuran, online dating is unreliable!"

Yes, he was speechless now.

I just want to take the express delivery and leave.

Just when he was holding the express delivery, covering the box, and was about to turn around and leave, the property manager muttered.

"Why are everyone... all facing the computer now... Even the one who just moved in on the 6th floor..."

Sixth floor? Duan Xiuran suddenly stopped.

Several images flashed through his mind... a gloomy rainy night... a man in a black hood, and an umbrella dripping with red water drops...

He turned around and looked closely The man asked: "You mean, the resident on the 6th floor who just moved here?"

The property manager didn't know why Duan Xiuran suddenly asked about the resident on the 6th floor. He nodded, "Yes, the one who just moved here. ...

"

The property manager nodded and agreed with him, "No, I rarely see people coming downstairs during the day, but I see them a few times at night."

"He... comes out at night?" Duan Xiuran was a little curious.

The property guy nodded, "Yeah."

"What are you doing here?"

The man thought for a while, "One time he forgot to take the access card, and I opened the door for him..."

"Another time. I got the courier and it seemed to be... some games and the like. "

In the eyes of the real estate agent, I felt that the resident on the 6th floor was very mysterious, talked little, and... had few friends. I have never seen friends visiting. All in all, he is a quite lonely person.

Ah, no, alien.

"Playing games..." Duan Xiuran was a little curious, even a little surprised, so...do lonely people also play games?

Duan Xiuran leaned over and said, "Have you seen his face? What does he look like?"

Face? This stumped the man. The real estate agent shook his head and said, "It seems to be from a foreign race. I heard that it is from the Qiong Star Territory... It seems to be a strange race. It is a little afraid of light, so I put it here." Wrap yourself tightly..."

Duan Xiuran has heard about it a few times in Qiongxingyu. He heard that the aliens there are incorporeal, like a puddle of water...a wisp of smoke. .. ..In short, the various forms are different.

So is it because he is afraid of light that he wraps it up tightly?

The real estate agent added: "Anyway, it's strange. The ID photos he took are all black...as if they were covered in a puddle of black ink."

Duan Xiuran has classified the other party as being difficult to get along with.

I don't know if the property guy saw something, but the man patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous, the resident on the 6th floor... is a nice person."

"Last time, Miss Jellyfish on the 4th floor, you Do you know?"

"The kitten was stuck in the pipe, and it was the resident Hei Buluqiu who got it out for her." "

Does this describe the man?" Duan Xiuran was stunned for a second.

"Anyway, he's a nice person."

With that appearance, he wrapped the whole thing tightly. Duan Xiuran and the property manager were quite familiar with each other, so he spoke so familiarly: "He's wrapped up like that, how do you know ..... Is he a good person?"

The mighty man stood up and said, "Brother, what don't you know? I'm pretty good at judging people."

Duan Xiuran sneered with a sarcastic tone.

"Are you so prejudiced?"

Duan Xiuran said with a smile: "Am I?"

It must be that I have prejudices. When the property guy saw someone coming to pick up the express, he chased them away.

"Go, go, don't delay my work."

Duan Xiuran cursed in his mind, then turned around and left with his things.

But when he just turned around, he looked up and saw an enlarged black hood...

Duan Xiuran saw that the person he was discussing was standing at the door. It seemed that he was also here to get something. I don't know how long I listened.

He was startled suddenly, so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole and hide himself in it.

Duan Xiuran smiled slightly at the hooded man at the door.

All in all, he felt so embarrassed that he was even embarrassed.

The other party just looked at him quietly and said nothing.

Duan Xiuran seemed to be able to feel the man's eyes through the dark hood of the other person, well... it was a bit penetrating.

"...You...are here to pick up the express too?" he asked with a smile.

After a few seconds of silence, the man nodded, "Yeah." He

was really cold. Duan Xiuran was not very good at finding topics by nature.

So...what else can I say?

I don't know if I should mention: "How much did you just...hear..."

The man lowered his head slightly and seemed to be staring in his direction.

Just when Duan Xiuran was a little nervous, the man paused and his voice came out.

"...You also know, the resident who just moved in on the 6th floor?"

"Oh, he also plays games?"

"How do you know he is a good person!"

"How can I have a prejudice against him?"

Black In his hood, a recording of what Duan Xiuran just said was played.

Even the voice and intonation are imitated... exactly the same.

The air was deathly quiet at this time.

"I..." Just when Duan Xiuran was about to explain, the hooded man spoke.

The other person spoke slowly.

"Sorry, this is a special ability of our race."

The man said, looking directly at him, "Mr. Duan, you don't mind, do you?"

He almost choked to death on the saliva.

"No~ Why would I mind..." Duan Xiuran shook his head and said with a smile.

He now plans to strangle people to death.

"Sir, your powers are so amazing!"

The man seemed to laugh, "You're very flattering."

Duan Xiuran: "..."

Do you really take his compliments?

"Mr. Duan lives on the 9th floor?"

He asked defensively, "What for?"

The man said gentlemanly, "You left something in the elevator last time..."

Last time? Wasn't it that horrible rainy night?

Duan Xiuran was a little confused: "I dropped something? What is it?"

The man came closer and kept a certain distance. Then, when Duan Xiuran was a little confused, he heard the man whisper: "I picked up... a remote control. "

Well, it seems to be a toy remote control..."

Duan Xiuran suddenly looked at the other person, and the man took a step back, keeping a polite distance very gentlemanly.

Duan Xiuran's mind was still buzzing. He heard...what?

What did the man say he picked up? ? ?

The next moment, the man said calmly: "Well... do you want to come to my house to get it?"