Chapter 295： I kill, you lick the bag (28) (1/2)

Throughout the day, they played around with the basic facilities.

The last three people stood in front of the haunted house and did not enter.

Qiao Ci is a little afraid of this kind of thing, although he knows it is fake, those who pretend to be ghosts will always come out at a certain corner to frighten you, making people unprepared.

She quickly took Yun Fan's hand and said: ”Sister Ji, I'm a little scared, can I hold you by?”

Yun Fanhuan held her hand and nodded.

Qiao Shiyue was still waiting, his eyes constantly swept over her.

Yun looked back, and he hesitated when he saw Qiao, thinking he was also afraid, and stretched out his other hand: ”There is another hand.”

The implication is that if he is also afraid, he can lead.

This is different from Qiao Shi's imagination.

However, when her eyes fell on her hands, her thoughts changed.

The back of her hand is very white, her fingers are like watery white, and her nails are not dyed like other girls, but they are neatly trimmed, and they are rounded like pink pearls.

The more Qiao Shi stretched his hand, his fingers passed through her fingers.

Different from Qiao Ci's hands with her, he clasped her fingers directly.

Yun's fingertips moved slightly, and he heard Qiao Shiyue say: ”I'm afraid too.”

The process is different, the result is the same, and it is not bad.

Qiao Ci is too lazy to expose her brother's true face.

She used to think that the other party was like a big bad wolf. When she was a child, she played a prank and filed a complaint in front of her mother. He easily resolved it every time, and finally let her mother teach her.

At that time she knew that she couldn't play with her brother at this level.

Now she is satisfied with the hand of the cloud.

The three people entered the haunted house, the lights inside were dim, and there was cold background music.

As soon as Qiao Ci entered, he felt goose bumps all over his body and took two steps back subconsciously.