Gentle fall! Beijing circle big man sweetly coaxes little Jiaojiao

The reason why Yu Yihuan suggested playing in the escape room was mainly to let Sister Qiao vent the emotions that were pent up in her heart.

So when they arrived at the Secret Chamber Museum, she ambitiously chose the Deep Terror theme.

But after queuing up to enter the secret room, before she could even see the eerie and terrifying asylum-themed setting inside, she was already shocked by the sound effects of ghosts howling.

Almost as a subconscious reaction, she turned around and threw herself into Fu Hongsheng's arms, hugging his waist tightly.

He kept yelling "Ahhhh" in his mouth.

Seeing this, Fu Hongsheng smiled softly, his eyes full of tenderness.

Then he easily picked her up with one arm.

The deep, magnetic voice was filled with a sense of security, "Don't be afraid, my husband is here."

Yu Yihuan's trembling body leaned against his arms. After a difficult ideological struggle, he cautiously opened one eye and took a peek at the surrounding environment.

Then she saw...

The arrogant and domineering Master Cheng was now tightly grasping the corner of Sister Qiao's clothes and following behind her tremblingly.

The picture looked very much like a brave and skilled mother hen and her weak and helpless chicks.

This scene is so funny and ridiculous.

Yu Yihuan was amused.

Once your attention is diverted, you will naturally not be so scared.

She even patted someone's shoulder gently, signaling him to put her down and that she wanted to walk by herself.

Fu Hongsheng raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

Yu Yihuan's mind was completely focused on Sister Qiao and Cheng Jingxuan at the moment. She didn't pay any attention to the situation around her, let alone the message conveyed in someone's tone.

He urged anxiously, "Hurry up, put me down."

Fu Hongsheng always listened to his wife and put her down steadily on the ground.

The next second, the candle beside him suddenly went out, and the secret door next to him opened with a terrifying sound effect.

Before Yu Yihuan could even stand firmly, she hung back on Fu Hongsheng, closing her eyes and screaming in fear.

The situation on Cheng Jingxuan's side is not much better.

At first, he just grabbed the corner of Qiao Zhique's clothes.

As we walked further in, there were more and more terrifying elements, our steps became disordered, and our breathing became heavy.

When the secret door suddenly opened without warning, he was almost scared to death.

With a sharp cry, he grabbed Qiao Zhique's slender waist, shrank his body and buried his face in her neck.

He was really scared, and his blood was frozen.

Qiao Zhi, whose slender waist was tightly embraced by him, asked: "?"

A big question mark slowly appeared on the cold little face.

It is rumored that the young master of the Cheng family, who is fearless, is actually so timid?

This contrast really opened Qiao Zhi's eyes.

A faint smile flashed across the cold and expressionless little face.

But soon, feeling the hot breath falling on her neck, her elegant and beautiful little face returned to its cold and indifferent attitude that kept people at a distance.

She frowned and said coldly, "Mr. Cheng, can you let go?"

She is so calm.

In comparison, Cheng Jingxuan is like a weak chicken.

In this case, no matter how scared he was, he had to hold on, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

With an awkward smile, he loosened his hand around her waist.

Qiao Zhi glanced at him indifferently and walked away.

Cheng Jingxuan froze in place, his mind full of her slender waist.

It's too thin.

I feel like he can hold it with one hand...

Just as he was reminiscing about it, suddenly an NPC in strange attire rushed out and ran towards him.

The scene was so scary that his pupils trembled and he screamed continuously.

He almost crawled and rolled to catch up with Qiao Zhique and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

It’s not that he has to rely on Qiao Zhique.

As long as Old Fu was busy taking care of his little girl, he wouldn't even bother to give him any extra glances, let alone protect him.

Under such circumstances, he could only follow Qiao Zhique stubbornly.

She wasn't afraid at all.

When in danger, you can seek some shelter from her.

As for Old Fu, he can't be relied upon at all.

Qiao Zhi was busy deciphering the clues when he suddenly screamed and rushed over, flipping over her body to block the NPC, and he slid down to his knees and hid behind her.

The sliding kneeling movement was so skillful that Qiao Zhi seriously suspected that he often did this movement at home.

Otherwise, how could it be so easy?

While she was thinking about this, the NPC came over and made a fierce gesture towards her, but she didn't react at all.

Instead, it confused the NPC.

After gesturing a few times, he felt it was boring and walked away angrily.

Perhaps this is the first time I have encountered such a Waterloo after doing this job for so long.

The NPC left, but Qiao Zhi turned back and smiled helplessly, "Get up."

"Ah?" Cheng Jingxuan opened his eyes tremblingly, looked around and found that the ghost-like NPC had disappeared, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fuck, I was scared to death."

He cursed and tried to stand up.

I don’t know if it was because I was scared or because I had been kneeling for too long, but when I stood up, my calves suddenly went weak and my whole body fell backwards.

However, Qiao Zhi complained in his heart: So weak.

However, his hands were still very honest, and he reached out and pulled him in time.

However, the difference in strength between men and women was too great. She failed to pull him back, but was pulled down by him instead.

Fortunately, there was a wall behind her, and she fell into his arms, and he fell into the corner.

The two bodies were stuck together inseparably.

The terrifying and eerie sound effects around continued.

Cheng Jingxuan stared at her cool little face illuminated by the flickering light. His heart seemed to be gently touched by something, and he had long forgotten his fear.

She has the appearance of a cold and majestic lady.

The facial features are three-dimensional, the lines are strong, the eyes are long and narrow, and the slightly upward eyeliner outlines the mystery.

Mature and bright, giving people a cool and domineering feeling.

But being held in his arms like this, two blushes gradually appeared on her cold, pale cheeks.

There's something inexplicably cute about it.

Cheng Jingxuan had never experienced such a subtle and magical feeling with any girl in his life.

He stared at her with deep eyes for a long time.

Feeling the softness and charm of her body.

I couldn't help but feel a little greedy in my heart.

Reluctant...

let go.

Even his dark gaze unconsciously fell on her bold, plump, fiery red lips.

Just feel...

It must be exciting to kiss.

His head was full of yellow garbage, and his breathing became more rapid and heavy, causing his chest to vibrate slightly.

"Miss Qiao..." he said hoarsely.

The lights suddenly went out at this moment, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

The words on my lips turned into screams.

At the same time, he hugged her tighter.

Yu Yihuan, who was hiding in the small room next door, listened to the deafening shouting and laughed speechlessly.

She asked Fu Hongsheng, "Why is Mr. Cheng so timid?"

She thought she was timid enough.

I didn't expect that compared with that ancestor, it was nothing.

Originally, Sister Qiao was supposed to vent her anger, but now the young master is about to shout his throat out.

Yu Yihuan grabbed Fu Hongsheng's collar, her clear eyes filled with innocence, and she said softly, "Don't we really need to go over and take a look?"

"I'm afraid Sister Qiao can't handle it alone."

Fu Hongsheng held her slender waist and whispered in her ear, "Isn't your purpose just to change Miss Qiao's mood?"

"In that case, don't bother her."

Yu Yihuan opened her mouth slightly, wanting to refute him.

The light above my head suddenly went out, mixed with a hot breath, and someone's sexy lips came over...