do you owe

Hang Junbai flicked Lemon's fingers, blinked his dark eyelashes, and replied in a low voice: "Okay."

After making this suggestion, Gu Qingmei regretted it for a moment.

Her room is in the attic, an old-fashioned wooden house, and the attic is relatively low. She is not tall, and the top of her head almost touches the top. Hang Junbai is so tall, he must bow his head.

Moreover, the furniture in her room is very old.

I don't know if Hang Junbai, a rich man, will dislike him.

But as soon as Gu Qingmei finished speaking, Hang Junbai immediately stood up, as if I was ready.

Gu Qingmei couldn't get off the tiger, and there was no room for repentance.

Can only go upstairs.

The stairs are next to the utility room. It is a small wooden ladder, which is placed at the door of her room with a [-]-degree tilt.

Before going up, Gu Qingmei specifically explained: "My room is a bit short, you have to bow your head after entering the room, it will be a bit troublesome."

Hang Junbai hummed calmly.

Gu Qingmei climbed up first.

Because the ladder is next to the door, her room is usually not locked, and can be opened directly.

After entering the room, she stood by the door and looked down at Hang Junbai: "Come up."

It was probably the first time for Hang Junbai to climb this kind of hollow wooden ladder, and he was hesitant and cautious in every movement.

Gu Qingmei regretted her act of inviting her into the house even more.

The ladder was not long, so Hang Junbai quickly climbed to the top, with his upper body sticking out, his legs still on the ladder, his hands on both sides of the ladder, his eyes looking around, looking for something that could be used for her to prop up.

Gu Qingmei hastily stretched out her hand: "You pull me up."

Gu Qingmei's hands were fair and well-proportioned, covering the soft skin.

Hang Junbai held it, a little cold, as soft as imagined, and very strong.

With Gu Qingmei's strength, Hang Junbai successfully stepped on the floor of Gu Qingmei's bedroom, and then habitually stood up straight.

"Be careful!" Gu Qingmei stood on tiptoe nervously, and immediately reached out to block Hang Junbai's head.

Hang Jun's white head hit her soft hand, he hurriedly lowered his head, lowered his body and asked with concern: "Is your hand okay?"

"It's okay. It's just that my room is a bit short, so you have to keep squatting like this." Gu Qingmei withdrew her hand and shook her fingers unnaturally.

Hang Jun's white hair is very soft, although it looks prickly.

If she had long hair...

Gu Qingmei couldn't help thinking about it, and looked sideways at her face.

The expression on Hang Junbai's face is always indifferent, with slender eyebrows and eyes, especially indifferent when they are half down. If she had long black hair, it would definitely become a representative of frigidity.

"You can sit wherever you want." Gu Qingmei went to get the tablet from the drawer while talking.

Hang Junbai looked around the room, it was quite spacious, but not much furniture.

There is a wooden wardrobe with double doors against the wall inside. There is a mirror on one door, and an old photo of Teresa Teng on the other door, which is extremely old-fashioned.

There is a desk by the window, and a small bookshelf next to it. There are some juvenile books and famous novels neatly placed on it. Next to the desk is Gu Qingmei's single bed.

The light blue floral quilt was spread neatly, and a pink plush bear was lying face down at the end of the bed, as if it had been thrown up casually.

Gu Qingmei was looking for something at the desk and occupied the only chair in the room, so Hang Junbai could only sit on the bed.

She lifted the quilt carefully and sat on the same color bed sheet.

Gu Qingmei took out the tablet, unlocked it, and asked her as she walked over, "Are you watching any drama recently?"

Hang Junbai didn't answer, but asked Gu Qingmei: "What about you?"

Gu Qingmei sat down next to her, and unconsciously swipe the screen with her fingers: "I don't usually watch TV dramas, it's too long-winded, and I don't have much patience... What about you, do you watch any TV dramas?"

Hang Junbai said, "Let's watch a movie."

Gu Qingmei: "What kind of movie do you watch? Suspense, comedy, action, or... a ghost movie?"

Hang Junbai was silent for ten seconds and said, "Ghost film."

"Ghost film? Are you sure?" Gu Qingmei was a little surprised, but she still remembered how frightened she was by the two dogs.

Hang Junbai nodded with a cold face.

So Gu Qingmei found a classic Japanese ghost movie "Ghost Call".

The tablet was placed on the chair, and the two sat next to each other, staring at the small screen on the tablet.

The window was half open, a few rays of sunlight slanted in, and the curtains were shaking gently with the breeze. If there were no weird sounds coming from the panel, the atmosphere should be very romantic.

As the plot unfolds little by little, the horror atmosphere is heightened.

Gu Qingmei tightened her jacket, and goosebumps appeared on her arms.

She glanced sideways at Hang Junbai secretly, and saw that she had her hands in her pockets, her brows were slightly frowned, and the corners of her mouth were tense, looking ready to fight.

She felt a little funny again, the fear in her mind was washed away, she relaxed and turned back to look at the tablet, as a result, a terrifying picture suddenly jumped out, causing Gu Qingmei to tremble violently, Stretching his legs, he kicked the stool over with a loud bang.

In the little chaos, there was a heat on his shoulders, Hang Junbai embraced her, and took her into his arms as if to comfort him.

Gu Qingmei's face accidentally brushed against the side of her neck, the skin she touched was obviously warm, but it was like a hot iron, and her face burned red with a snort.

Panicked and hurriedly broke free from Hang Junbai's arms, Gu Qingmei concealed her unnaturalness and squatted down to help up the stool.

The tablet was on the floor, still unrelentingly releasing a terrifying sound.

Gu Qingmei rubbed her face with her hand, picked up the tablet and said embarrassingly, "I was just shocked..."

Hang Junbai's eyes were dark, and he answered her with one word: "Yes."

Gu Qingmei became more and more embarrassed and nervous for no reason, and froze for a while at a loss, before remembering the tablet in her hand.

I was busy and put it back on the stool, and was about to continue watching, when the picture on the screen stopped, and a reminder that the battery was too low popped up.

There are few sockets in her room, one is on the wall behind the head of the bed, and the other is next to the desk. Both locations are not very convenient for charging under the current situation.

Charging on the desk means that only one of the two people is standing and the other is sitting to continue watching TV.

Charging at the bedside, because of the length of the charging cable, they have to take off their shoes and go to bed, and then look at each other... a little troublesome.

However, it's not good for her as the master to stop watching it.

After struggling for a few seconds, Gu Qingmei could only ask cheekily: "The tablet is out of battery, do you... still watch it?"

Hang Junbai answered one word very neatly: "Look."

Ok.

In the end, the two of them could only go to bed together, leaning on the head of the bed, Gu Qingmei lying on the inside holding the tablet, and Hang Junbai leaning on the edge of the bed.

Keep watching.

The plot gradually reached a climax, and the atmosphere became more and more terrifying.

Gu Qingmei tensed her body, held her breath, and was fully prepared mentally, but when the most terrifying scene jumped out of the screen, she still trembled from fright, let out a low cry, and threw the tablet away. At that time, he slapped Hang Junbai out of the bed.