Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Shi Qinglan's clear eyes were slightly cold.

She focused her eyes on the computer screen, and her fingertips fluttered on the keyboard like flying butterflies. She fumbled down the black forum post and quickly traced the address...

"Han Yina." Shi Qinglan narrowed her beautiful eyes.

She couldn't help but feel a little cold all over her body, and she was not surprised at the result of the investigation, "Heh..."

The girl's red lips curled up slightly, but the smile on the corners of her lips was a little bit cool, adding a bit of sly.

"Then don't blame me, you're welcome." Shi Qinglan's smile became wider and wider, like a little wild cat thinking of some horrible idea, and continued to tap the keyboard without knowing what he was operating...

At the same time, room C109.

Han Yina was swiping the forum posts triumphantly, and from time to time she replied with a trumpet mockingly. The viciousness between her brows was not hidden, and she turned into a keyboard man by hiding behind the screen.

"Shi Qinglan was so vicious. Not only was she kept by an old man, she spent money to buy academic qualifications, she also tried to make a classmate in the same company break an arm during military training..."

She was spreading rumors cracklingly, she didn't intend to be responsible for her words and deeds at all, but she cursed Shi Qing with the most viciousness, regardless of the truth of the matter.

"Sneez—" Han Yina laughed mockingly.

Seeing that the rhythm of the forum had been completely deviated, and many people followed along with her, she was very proud.

But at this moment--

Just as Han Yina was about to continue to reply to hack her, a hideous female face suddenly appeared on the phone screen!

The female ghost had a disheveled head and her face was horribly pale. Her eyes were cut off, two rows of blood and tears flowed in her hollow eyes, and her blood-filled mouth was exaggeratedly wide.

"Ah—" Han Yina screamed suddenly.

She was so frightened that she immediately threw away the mobile phone in her hand. She fell from the chair due to the fright. Her buttocks suffered terribly pain, and her knees hit the table with some bruises.

"Ah! Ghost-ghost!" Han Yina screamed loudly, covering her ears with her hands, her face pale as if she had seen a ghost.

Pan Wanye was reading a book, and she couldn't help looking back when she heard this stern cry. He glanced at Han Yina lightly, and frowned a little disgustedly, "What's the matter with you?"

"Ghost... ghost! There is a ghost!" Han Yina's voice trembled slightly, and she pointed at the phone she had thrown away. "A female ghost suddenly appeared on the screen of my phone!"

Hearing that, Pan Wanye's eyebrows frowned tighter.

She shook her head reluctantly, stopped paying attention to Han Yina, put on the earphones and tuned the music to the loudest to continue reading her book.

Han Yina fell to the ground, her body trembling violently.

The scared eyes gradually focused, she tentatively looked at the phone, stretched out a trembling hand and picked it back.

The internal screen of the phone was broken by her.

"No...impossible." Han Yina gradually calmed down, she swallowed, "There must be a prank... Yes, how could there be a ghost! This must be a prank!"

She was obviously browsing the school forum and didn't read any messy websites. How could a female ghost suddenly appear.

Thinking about this, Han Yina turned on the phone screen again, and she realized that it was her phone interface, and there was no female ghost.

"Did I just have hallucinations?" Han Yina frowned slightly, and she opened the school forum again.

The screen interface is still normal and there are no other pictures.

But when Han Yina clicked on the black Shi Qinglan post again, her screen suddenly went black!

"Delete."

Two red blood characters suddenly appeared on the black screen, and then another sentence came out, "Otherwise..."

"There is a price to pay for spreading rumors!"

Immediately afterwards, the terrifying picture of the female ghost appeared again, accompanied by the **** words that warned her!

"Ah -" Han Yina dropped her phone again and screamed.

She rubbed her **** against the ground and backed away, trying to get as far as possible from the phone, almost frightened by this prank.

Pan Wanye took off the earphones and deliberately dropped it on the desk to make a great movement, showing his dissatisfaction.

"Annoying." She murmured.

Then he deliberately made a noise that showed his discomfort, packed up his things, and then left the dormitory holding the book.

Han Yina was still immersed in the fear just now.

She trembled violently, her back was startled with cold sweat soaking her clothes, not to mention the sweat in her palms, her hands and feet were cold, and the fear in her heart was infinitely magnified.

Who is doing a prank on her...

Who the **** is it!

"Bell—" Then the cell phone rang suddenly.

Han Yina was so frightened that she immediately turned her head and looked at the mobile phone. Her head was filled with blood and tears of female ghosts, for fear of what might be the phone's ringing after the phone was connected.

She shrank silently under the desk and hid...

"Bell--" But the phone's ringtone rang persistently.

People kept calling, but Han Yina never dared to answer. She hugged herself tightly and bit her lip.

"True -" the knock on the door suddenly sounded again.

The fear in Han Yina's heart was nowhere to rest. She opened her eyes and looked at the closed door, always feeling that a female ghost came to her, for fear that opening the door would be something unclean.

Aunt Suguan was waiting outside in a hurry, so she raised her volume and shouted, "Is there anyone at C109!"

After hearing this, Han Yina gradually returned to her senses.

The distance between her dormitory and the hall is extremely close, so she usually communicates with Aunt Guan Guan a lot and is very familiar with her voice.

"Yes...Yes!" Han Yina immediately crawled out.

She seemed to grab a life-saving straw, rushed to the door of the dormitory to open the door, and tightly pulled the sleeve of the dormitory tube, "Auntie, there are ghosts...oooooooo!"

Auntie Suguan glanced at her inexplicably.

She looked at Han Yina's pale face, "What the **** is the death of Qing Dynasty, why don't you answer the call from your college counselor? She asked you to go to the principal's office."

"Counselor?" Han Yina was stunned.

She looked back at the mobile phone on the floor, frowned and looked at the auntie in charge, "What are you going to do in the principal's office?"

"How do I know?" The auntie was helpless. "The counselor of your hospital called and said that he couldn't reach you. Just let me see if you are in the dormitory and let me know."

Han Yina realized that there was no fierce bell.

The auntie in charge reluctantly tore off the hand holding her cuff, "You hurry up and pack it up, your counselor is rushing, and my task is completed."

As she spoke, she went back to the hall to continue chasing the drama.

Han Yina took a deep breath and adjusted her emotions. She glanced at herself in the full-length mirror, raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat on her forehead, cleaned up a little, and headed to the principal's office.