The Body Swap Game

Three hundred and sixty-eight. Kong Hanyue: It's really your sister!

Under Xia Yu's skillful provocation, the man's heart was quickly filled with anger.

The man feels that he can't just let it go, but if he is asked to hit someone, there are cameras next to him, and there are pedestrians on the street, so it's not easy to strike, and if he is asked to swear, he won't.

After hesitating for a while, the man came up with a plan, if he dared not swear at someone, he just needed to intimidate him.

In this way, he raised his hand, as if he was going to do it.

In his imagination, seeing such a scene, Wen Ziying, an ordinary female high school student, would definitely be terrified and run away in a panic.

However, what he saw in Wen Ziying's eyes was not panic, but joy.

Before the man could figure out why Wen Ziying was so happy, he felt his hand being grabbed.

Holding the man's hand, Xia Yu tripped and fell over his shoulder, throwing the man heavily to the ground.

The man who fell to the ground looked at the moon in the night sky, very confused.

I was just going to scare you, why did I do it all of a sudden? And why am I still losing? What the hell is this kind of over-the-shoulder fall that you can only see on TV?

The man felt that he could still struggle a little bit. He supported the ground and stood up, thinking that he could at least reverse the ending of his loss.

As soon as he stood firmly, before he could make a move, Xia Yu grabbed him again and pinned him to the ground.

"You..." Realizing that he seemed to be unable to beat Wen Ziying, the man used his unsophisticated swearing skills in an attempt to win in language, but as soon as he said three words, he felt a biting chill.

Xia Yu, who was driving threateningly, asked the man with a gloomy face, "What am I?"

The man opened his mouth, and silently swallowed the swear words that came to his lips.

Pressing down on the man with one hand, Xia Yu took out his phone with the other hand and called the police.

The police came quickly and took the man away.

With Wen Ziying's identity, coupled with the fact that the man raised his hand first in the monitoring, Xia Yu quickly left the police station, while the man was detained, waiting for further processing results.

After getting in the car, Xia Yu returned to Wen Ziying's hometown in the countryside.

In the following time, after he finished his usual washing, he went to bed and used Wen Ziying's mobile phone to watch the speeches of sand sculpture netizens for a while, before falling asleep.

Eight hours later, he was back in his body.

At this time, it was twelve o'clock in the evening.

Taking out his phone and checking to make sure no one was looking for him, Xia Yu got up and went to the living room.

He's a little hungry.

He took out a coke from the refrigerator and a pack of potato chips from the cabinet. Xia Yu sat on the balcony of the living room, watching the scenery outside amidst the howling sound of crackling potato chips.

Although this is a high-end residential area, the night is not very good. At first glance, it is full of lights and tall buildings, and the moon in the sky looks dim against the lights.

The scenery here is far inferior to that of Ning Qiuer's villa.

Speaking of Ning Qiu'er, Xia Yu had another idea.

Although he felt that there was nothing wrong with Ning Qiu'er through various methods, he did not rule out the possibility that Ning Qiu'er's acting skills were too good or other accidents.

It is better to register Ning Qiu'er in the body slot, so that he can log in to Ning Qiu'er's body at any time, which is safer.

The free choice of body exchange only needs to be watched. This is very easy to solve. The difficult thing is to prevent Ning Qiuer from noticing that the body is out of control.

Xia Yu's previous method was to take advantage of the other party's sleep at night.

That night in Ning Qiu'er's villa should have been the most suitable opportunity.

Pity.

He had to find a way to let Ning Qiu'er sleep in front of her.

Xia Yu's mind first flashed a plan to sneak into Ning Qiu'er's room, but he quickly rejected it.

If he had infiltration skills, he would have gone there, but he didn't have it. He wasn't sure that Ning Qiu'er would never find him.

It seems that the only way to use An Siyao as a springboard is to use An Siyao's body to comfort Ning Qiu'er to sleep, and then return to her own body to take the opportunity to log in.

The reason why Xia Yu didn't plan to directly comfort her with her body was to prevent Ning Qiu'er from guessing something.

After thinking about the plan, he nodded in satisfaction. Putting down the empty bag of potato chips, he came to the living room, took another bag of crispy noodles, and returned to the balcony.

Just as he was taking apart the crispy noodles, there was a sound of the door opening.

He immediately hid the coke, crispy noodles and the empty bag of potato chips. There were only two people in the house, and the one who opened the door must be Youxue. If Youxue saw her wise and powerful brother eating snacks in the middle of the night, would she lose face?

After a while, Youxue walked out of the room like a walking dead.

The girl half-opened her eyes, dazedly, and entered the toilet by feeling.

It wasn't until the sound of flushing water sounded that Youxue woke up a little bit.

She began to think that there was a toilet in the room, why did she have to go outside.

I was really sleepy and confused, I thought I was in the previous home.

After washing her hands, Youxue walked out of the toilet and caught a glimpse of Xia Yu lying on the sofa on the balcony.

Her face immediately turned red because she hadn't closed the door just now. Although Xia Yu was facing the window with the cover of the wall, there was no possibility of seeing him, but the silence of the night made the voice very clear.

Touching her face with hands soaked in cold water, Youxue walked quickly towards her room, but before entering the room, she stopped.

She was thinking: What is brother doing sitting on the sofa in the middle of the night?

Looking at Xia Yu again, Youxue saw that he put his hands on the armrests of the sofa, leaned his head on the top of the sofa, and looked at the moon outside the window at an elevated angle.

Does that brother, who is busy playing games and dating other women every day, have such artistic moments?

Is it because the sage time during the day has not passed, or is there really sadness in my heart?

No matter what the reason was, Youxue felt that she couldn't remain indifferent, so she walked softly behind Xia Yu.

"Brother." She spoke softly, and slowly put her hands on Xia Yu's shoulders, poking her head out to look into Xia Yu's eyes.

This should have been a very warm scene, but before her eyes moved to Xia Yu's face, she saw the cola potato chips and crispy noodles on Xia Yu's lap.

Kakaka.

Xia Yu continued to chew on the crispy noodles in his mouth. Since he couldn't hide it anymore, he didn't need to hide it anymore.

When the majesty is gone, it is gone.

Youxue, who was stunned for two seconds, grabbed the Coke and crispy noodles, sat on the sofa next to him and ate them.

While chewing hungrily, she looked at Xia Yu with resentful eyes:

Thanks to me worrying about you so much, you actually eat alone in the middle of the night!

Xia Yu stood up as if nothing had happened, and walked towards the room, not forgetting to tell Youxue: "Eat less."

"You ate first!" Youxue protested.

Pretending not to hear, Xia Yu went back to the bedroom and continued to sleep.

At eight o'clock the next day, he was woken up by the sound of the mobile phone, which was the music of the phone.

He pressed the answer button in a daze, and Kong Hanyue's voice came out: "Yuyu Yuyu, the child you mentioned earlier, who was sent to the police station, is really your sister!"

Xia Yu immediately woke up.

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