Today's haunted houses are simpler than those of later generations. They have only one thing in common, which is darkness.
As soon as Jinse entered the haunted house, she held Shen Hao's hand and said, "It's so dark here."
Shen Hao hesitated to speak: "In the past, at five o'clock in the morning in the winter, you would come to kick my door in the dark."
At that time, Jinse never said black.
Elm head!
Jin Se's men squeezed Shen Hao's hand unconsciously, but her voice was as sweet as before.
"Children are ignorant. The older they grow, the more they know and the more they have awe."
Shen Hao responded, feeling the softness of his hand and being cautious.
One hand gave him the feeling of pinching an egg, and he didn't dare to move it for fear of crushing it.
When a "female ghost" in fluttering white clothes passed by on a skateboard.
Jinse checked the time and threw herself into Shen Hao's arms with a whimper.
"There's a ghost, I'm so scared!"
This sound was very loud, echoing in this empty haunted house, even the tail notes were swirling.
The staff member dressed as a female ghost stumbled and almost fell down.
Shen Hao was even more nervous: "Jinse, are you okay? Does your heart hurt?"
heart?
The staff member patted his chest, very frightened.
It seems that this tourist is not suitable for the haunted house, so he has to inform his colleagues below to stay away!
They can't afford it if something goes wrong.
Jinse finally found a chance to hug her solid chest, but the other party asked her if her heart hurt.
She is so unattractive despite being so warm and fragrant in her arms?
Jinse was angry and funny at the same time, and said in a low voice: "It doesn't hurt."
After exiting the tense atmosphere, Shen Hao realized that their current posture was inappropriate.
The girl's body fragrance was swallowed by him in his breath, and his hands were pinching Jinse's waist.
The waist without a trace of fat was easily pinched in the middle by his big hands, and the size was just right.
If this action is taken and the scene is changed...
No, no, he can't think about it anymore, this is his sister.
But... Shen Hao couldn't help but tighten his hands and felt her slender waist again.
In the past few years of living on campus, he didn't cook for Jinse. It must be that the school food was not to her liking and she was starving.
The more soft meat on the waist, the better it will feel.
Jinse tilted her head, looking at Shen Hao whose eyes changed several times, and silently raised the corners of her lips.
"Shen Hao, what are you thinking about?"
"Thin, too thin..." Caught off guard, Shen Hao almost revealed his true thoughts, but he immediately made up for it after reacting, "You are too thin. Is the food at school not to your liking?"
Jinse rolled her eyes and licked her pink lips: "Yes, the food at school is too terrible. Without you... it would be delicious."
Shen Hao's throat rolled, he took a wrong breath, and irritably unbuttoned a shirt button, only then did he feel better.
In this sentence, Jinse lengthened the word 'you' and said the word 'made' in a very light and fast speaking speed.
At first he heard it was "not as delicious as you".
Shen Hao couldn't help but blame himself. He had watched Jinse grow up since he was a child. Under Zhao Liping's subtle influence, he had already taken care of Jinse as his own sister.
How could he miss Jinse so much?
It must be the gloomy and dark environment here that makes him easily think the worst of people.
"Well," Jinse reminded weakly, "can you take your hand off? It hurts a little."
Shen Hao suddenly withdrew his hand: "Sorry, I..."
He couldn't speak anymore in the middle of his words, his pupils shrank, and he stared at Jinse for a long time, unable to look away.
Opposite him, Jinse opened the hem of his clothes, and a small section of his fair, flat, delicate waist that looked like a work of art was revealed in front of him.
It's just that this piece of art now has flaws.
The five-finger pinch marks on the red side made Shen Hao clearly realize how hard he had pinched before.
Looking at these pinch marks, Shen Hao felt hot in his heart.
Being able to leave your own masterpiece on such a work of art is really a great temptation for men.
Trying his best to control himself, Shen Hao looked away and his voice was dry.
"This is a public place, please put down your clothes. I'll buy you some medicinal liquor when you go back."
Jinse curled her lips: "It's okay. Navel-baring clothing is not popular nowadays. I haven't tried it yet. I saw someone on the street..."
"No!" Shen Hao interrupted sharply.
Noticing Jin Se's surprised gaze, Shen Hao gritted his teeth.
He didn't know why he had such a big reaction, but when he thought about such a piece of art being placed on the street and being watched by everyone, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
It should be a cabbage raised at home. It feels like being humped by a pig?
After finding an explanation, Shen Hao said to Jinse: "There are many bad people outside. It is easy to be in danger if someone sees you when you wear something like this."
Jin Se refused to give up: "I still taught you Kung Fu."
Shen Hao's tone was stagnant, and he became angry with embarrassment and showed his brother's majesty.
"I'm your brother. If I say you can't, you can't."
Jinse's eyes deepened: "But what is your brother doing? My brother, huh?"
The sweet and waxy female voice is soft and cute, with a lingering and lingering coda, which resonates in this empty haunted house and arouses people's endless reverie.
Even Jinse's pink lips opened and closed like a silent invitation.
Shen Hao really felt that this haunted house was poisonous.
Even in a normal conversation, he could sense seduction. If it wasn't his fault, it must be the fault of the haunted house.
"Jinse," Shen Hao said seriously, "Have you rested well? In order to avoid irritating your heart, we will withdraw directly."
She will not give up the opportunity she finally created with great difficulty.
Shen Hao couldn't resist her, and after urging her again, the two continued on the next route.
But along the way, not to mention the staff disguised in strange shapes, there wasn't even a surprise dummy on the road.
Jinse had been brewing her emotions all the way, but never put them to use.
"This haunted house won't work."
Shen Hao was convinced that this haunted house was indeed poisonous.
The two looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding.
The staff member pretending to be a female ghost watched the two people leave and breathed a sigh of relief.
Today is another day to save your job.
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Returning to the school dormitory, Shen Hao filled the vase he bought on the road with water and carefully inserted the roses into it.
The other three people in the same dormitory immediately exclaimed: "Shen Hao, today is Chinese Valentine's Day, are you going on a date with your girlfriend?"
All three of them are single.
After placing the vases solemnly, Shen Hao thought of Jin Se, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
"No, it's my sister."
The three of them couldn't help but joke: "My sister can give you flowers? Isn't she a lover of my sister?"
Shen Hao's eyes were dark: "Don't talk nonsense."
After stopping the three people from talking nonsense, Jin Se's words seemed to ring in Shen Hao's ears again.