abyss doomsday

He squeezed Fatty Orange's belly and bumped into a soft blanket as soon as he turned around.

When he raised his head, he saw Fan Qingyi standing at the door holding a blanket and some random things. There were not many, but there were many kinds.

He moved some steps away so that Fan Qingxin could come in.

It seemed that Fan Qingyi must have stood at the door for a while, and he definitely did not block the door just now.

This man just stood at the door and watched himself talking to himself. How abominable!

"Have you been standing here for a long time?" Lin Youhe leaned forward and lowered his eyelashes.

"Ah, two minutes. You haven't teased Little Fatty Orange for long. There should be some toys to play with here. You can find some that you can take away. Storytelling can also use up Little Fatty Orange's strong energy." Put down the blanket On the coffee table that had just been cleaned.

He stuffed the chubby little orange man into Fan Qingyi's arms, and the tips of his ears turned red. He was really embarrassed. How could anyone say so openly that he was peeking at others talking to themselves?

Catching Little Fatty Ju, he was quite puzzled. Why was he so angry? No, I didn't do anything bad. Could it be that I was angry at him for standing behind and watching her play with the cat? What's so angry about this?

"Well, what's wrong with you? You're angry again. What didn't I do?" Fan Qingxin was confused and confused.

He pinched his ears and turned around: "I'm not angry, I just want you to hold him. He's grown so fat that my hands are sore from holding him!"

"Then just put him on the ground."

Fan Qingxin, who couldn't laugh or cry, put down Little Fatty Orange, who was struggling to get down, and squatted on the ground to sort out the things he had brought.

Being demolished without hesitation, Lin Youhe became even more embarrassed. He coughed twice and was about to leave the room.

She went to get Fat Orange’s cat food, but the cat food hadn’t been brought out yet…

"Ah Guai, do you want to go out?"

Lin Youhe was stopped and pulled on the door frame: "Well, go get the cat food."

"Ah, then be careful. I've driven the car to the very back of the garage. If it's dark, take the flashlight and the knife...Forget it, I'll go with you." He walked to the door and took the flashlight and knife. Put them all in front of Lin Youhe, and Lin Youhe regretted it just as he was about to take it.

How could she be allowed to go to the garage alone? It's so dark, and she's still afraid of ghosts. It would be bad if she gets scared. It's better to go with her.

"No!" Taking the flashlight and knife, Lin Youhe righteously rejected Fan Qingxin. She didn't want to rely on Fan Qingxin for everything. She was not useless. She could be very powerful and could do things without relying on powers. Come back, this guy is really annoying!

After saying that, Lin Youhe ran away. Looking at his empty hands, the person who had already run up the stairs felt a little sad or happy.

When he ran to the stairs, Lin Youhe gasped and held his knees.

Looking at the flashlight and dagger in her hand, she silently squeezed them for a few minutes. She remembered that she went downstairs and turned to the left to find the garage.

I followed my memory and found a very conspicuous garage, and fiddled with how to use the flashlight. This flashlight is a little different from ordinary flashlights, and it also has an ultraviolet lamp.

Lin Youhe turned on the flashlight and mustered up the courage to walk in.

In the past, she often ran into the underground garage, but usually there were lights in the garage. Although it was a little dim, it was different now. It was so dark that she couldn't see anything. All she could see was the area illuminated by the flashlight. .

The "bang bang bang" heartbeat was like thunder in Lin Youhe's ears. She swallowed her saliva. She was afraid of the dark and even more afraid of ghosts. What if there were ghosts...

The surroundings were as dark as falling into a bottomless pit. Not only could he hear his own heartbeat but also the sound of footsteps hitting the ground. Lin Youhe's nerves were tense to the extreme.

He couldn't help but curse Fan Qingyu in his heart for why he drove the car here. It was really scary.

Pursing his lips, Lin Youhe was almost scared to death, but his face was calm. The more scared Lin Youhe was, the calmer he pretended to be. Even his footsteps were crisp and clear.

No matter from any angle, it was impossible to tell that Lin Youhe was still frightened and wanted to sprint away from here immediately.

"Click"

A slight sound seemed to have touched Lin Youhe's nerves. He turned his head and shouted angrily: "Who!"

My legs were weak and I looked at the direction where the sound came from, but there was nothing there. I swallowed: Ahhhh! ! ! Help, help! ! Guanyin Bodhisattva and Buddha bless you! !

Well, the more scared you are, the calmer you should be, and don’t show a scared expression.

Lin Youhe turned his head and continued walking inside.

Fan Qing was hiding behind a pillar and was trying to pick his feet in embarrassment. He accidentally stepped on a piece of cement.

It seems that Lin Youhe is no longer afraid of ghosts. His steps are steady and rhythmic, he looks very calm, his voice is loud, and his expression is calm and collected. It seems that he can get the cat food without him following.

Lifting his steps, Fan Qingxin walked out a few meters. While walking, thinking about what dinner he would make for Lin Youhe tonight, he heard a scream.

"Ahhhhhh!!! Help!!!" Lin Youhe's screams and calls for help were heard.

His expression changed drastically, and he rushed out immediately.

Lin Youhe also ran over and saw that it was Fan Qingxin who hugged Fan Qingyi fiercely and cried: "Cockroaches!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"..." Lin Youhe fell silent when he heard the words.

"cockroach?"

Holding Fan Qingyi in his arms, he cried bitterly: "Flying cockroaches, so big..."

Lin Youhe, who was almost slapped in the face by a cockroach, cried aggrievedly.

After comforting Lin Youhe, she followed Lin Youhe's instructions and walked to the place where she was almost slapped on the face. When she raised her eyes, she saw an American cockroach.

Climbing on the pillar.

She was scared to death. If she hadn't reacted quickly, cockroaches would have flew into her face.

After dealing with the American cockroach, Fan Qingxin looked at Lin Youhe with a suppressed smile.

"You're not afraid of the dark, but you're also afraid of cockroaches?"

Lin Youhe, with tears in his eyes, curled his lips aggrievedly: "It almost flew into my face, how could I not be afraid? And why did you follow me down?" As he spoke, Lin Youhe cried again, raised his arms and used Wiping tears on her sleeves.

Why didn't this man comfort her and laugh at her? The dark and empty place was scary. She finally saw the car and an American cockroach flew out of the car and tried to punch her in the face. She couldn't cry anymore. Isn't this embarrassing?

Wiping away Lin Youhe's tears, he bent down and smiled awkwardly: "Okay, okay, I just won't laugh at you. How can you cry so well? I've cried several times today, and my tears are almost dry."

His eyes were red and slightly swollen, and he sniffed: "I don't want to cry, but I can't help it. I can't hold it in even if I feel wronged..."

Touching his head: "Okay, darling, don't feel wronged. I'll apologize to you. Can you just forgive me this time?"

He slapped Fan Qingyi's hand away and pinched the corner of his clothes: "No, you just laughed at me."