To The Lovely You

Chapter 1083

"Ke Jingheng..." Luo Xiaomei's nose was a little sour, his lips opened again and again, and he wanted to say something, but he closed his mouth again because everyone was present.

"It's just an episode. Let's move on!" He Chaoran continued to open the way in front, pretending to be calm and leading everyone up.

Although he came here to help Ke Jingheng at first, now he suddenly regretted it! Even as an atheist, he still felt fear in this gloomy atmosphere!

After what happened just now, everyone turned on the flashlight on their mobile phone and paid attention to the objects under their feet all the time.

Sure enough, all the way was covered with human bones, coffins, murals and other creepy things. In bursts of screams, everyone unknowingly separated.

This is a very big villa with rooms and corridors extending in all directions, just like a maze. Let alone at night, it's hard to get out even during the day.

Ke Jingheng and Luo Xiaobei walked into a medieval style room. The most eye-catching thing in the room was a large solid wood bed. Some of the broken bed curtains were swinging gently in the moonlight, together with a spider web on them.

The table and cabinet door were covered with thick dust everywhere. Ke Jingheng gently scratched with his fingers, and a mark immediately appeared on the table.

"You... What are you doing?" Luo Xiaomei quickly grabbed his hand. "It's dirty, don't touch it!"

Ke Jingheng looked at her with his deep eyes and whispered, "I suddenly want to write on it!"

"Here... No!" Luo raspberry shook his head hard. If he was remembered by those ghosts, it wouldn't be a good thing!

"Raspberry, there are no ghosts in the world! The existence of this haunted house is just to satisfy everyone's psychology of seeking stimulation." Ke Jingheng patted her on the back and continued to write on the table.

"What did you write...?" Luo Cranberry poked out his head curiously, and then took a look at the white light from the mobile phone.

A few simple words appeared on the solid wood table: stevenlove Meimei.

The thick dust raised a burst of dust as he wrote.

Luo xiaoberry's big eyes moved, a light flashed in them, and the position of his heart trembled slightly.

"Do you like what I wrote?" Ke Jingheng glanced at her slightly, and a gentle smile hung at the corners of his mouth, "otherwise, would you like to write one?"

"I don't want it!" Luo Xiaomei turned away shyly, "we are Chinese, why write in English!"

"But it's written in Chinese. I'm afraid the tourists can't understand that I'm showing my love to you. Won't I write in vain?" Ke Jingheng once again put his arm around her shoulder, stretched out his hand and raised her chin. "For the sake of my sincerity... I cooked lunch and dinner at noon and at night, and you had a good time... Don't go away, will you? I will learn to cook well and keep you fat."

In the moonlight, his bangs flicked gently, his drooping side face looked particularly soft, and his beautiful eyes were like a broad ocean, flashing with the delicate moonlight.

Luo Xiaomei lowered her eyes and the word "good" stuck in her throat for a few seconds. She was about to say it, but there was a sound of footsteps outside the doo