The Soft and Adorable Host was Picked Up by the Yandere Bigshot

Chapter 1429: Master, he was only eighteen when he wok

   Chapter 1429 Master, he was only eighteen when he woke up 8

   Bai Sang looked at him in a hurry to come in, and joked: "You...you're not afraid that I'm plotting against you? Why are you still sending it to your door now?"

  Jun Jin's cheeks froze slightly when he was calming down, and he turned his head and walked inside: "Someone at home is here, I just... ah!"

   At the end, he seemed to see something terrible, and kept going backwards.

   It happened that Bai Sang was standing behind him.

   fell back on top of her.

   Bai Sang's strength is not as strong as Jun Jin's, so when he fell like this, when he collided, the two fell on top of each other and fell to the ground.

"you-"

   She is still the one who makes meat pads.

  Jun Jin was also frightened by a skull inside. At this time, he was stunned and used to hold it with his hands.

   touches a piece of softness.

  “Um~”

   A muffled sound appeared in his ears.

   Bai Sang's face turned red.

   "No - I'm sorry." Jun Jin found that he was touching the wrong place, and he rolled and climbed to his feet.

   He even helped the people on the ground up.

   Baisang clutched his chest and stared shyly: "Where did you touch just now?"

   "I'm sorry." Jun Jin apologized very neatly.

   bowed his head, his white and tender ears were blushing.

  Bai Sang saw his apology readily, but he couldn't say anything for a while.

   "Forget it, you said your family came over?" Bai Sang changed the subject.

  Jun Jin nodded, his handsome and handsome face was still embarrassed, and he wanted to look away to look elsewhere, but was startled again by some terrifying images.

  This room is too scary.

  Why do some people like to live and sleep in such an environment?

   Aren't you afraid of having nightmares?

   "Are you—can you sleep?" He couldn't help but ask.

  Bai Sang hummed and looked around: "Why can't I sleep."

   And it's not scary either.

   Think about your time in the end world.

   The two are really trivial compared to each other.

   Jun Jin stopped talking after hearing her say that.

   "Are you afraid?" Bai Sang leaned in front of him and asked.

   "I—" Jun Jin raised his fair chin, and his face didn't care: "What's so scary about this, sir, I've been to the scariest haunted house."

   "The scariest haunted house? The one in the western suburbs?"

   "Isn't it the one in the eastern suburbs?"

Bai Sang clicked his tongue: "The eastern suburbs were played by children. They closed down a few years ago, and the western suburbs are a real haunted house—" When he thought of something, he grabbed people excitedly, "I thought of what to play! Tomorrow we will play script killing. Bar!"

  Jun Jin heard the collapse and remembered the seven years he had been lying down.

   looked a little bleak.

   Hearing the unfamiliar word script killing, I wanted to ask what it was.

   was afraid that she would doubt herself.

   And there is nothing scary to hear, he nodded: "Okay, you bring me to the game city today, and I will accompany you tomorrow."

   Bai Sang jumped up happily.

   Then there is the matter of sleeping.

   There is only one bed.

   "I sleep on the sofa."

  Jun Jin did not hesitate, and sat down on the small sofa.

   "Will it be too small? Not enough for you to stretch your legs." Bai Sang said kindly.

   He raised his head and looked at the person, "Are you greedy for my body?"

  Bai Sang: "..." Is she that obvious? "I went to bed."

   turned around and walked to the room.

   Lying in bed at night, looking at the moonlight outside.

such a pity.

  If Jun Jin sleeps in the same bed with him, the two of them can be considered a bit involved.

   When Bai Sang sighed, the door was knocked.

   Soon Jun Jin opened the door with a pillow and walked in.

   "I-I don't sleep well on the sofa, I'd better squeeze with you."

   After he finished speaking, he lay on the bed without waiting for Bai Sang to answer.

   (end of this chapter)