Feeling her little hand tightly grasp his clothes, her voice trembling, Lu Jinyan couldn't help but chuckle.
"Are you afraid of ghosts?" he asked in return.
"I..." Wen Duoduo choked.
Admitting it might lead Lu Jinyan to tease her given his mischievous smile, but denying it meant he'd definitely insist on going in.
Before she could figure out how to respond, her wrist was squeezed again.
Lu Jinyan grabbed her hand and said, "What's there to fear when I'm here?"
With that, he pulled her into the pitch-black haunted house.
A few minutes later, a woman's terrified screams emanated from the haunted house.
"Ah... help... ah-ah-ah... no, no, go away... oh dear... ah..."
After a few more minutes, Lu Jinyan emerged holding his stomach at the haunted house exit, "Oh dear, I can't take it, my stomach hurts from laughing so much, I'm going to die, die laughing, hahahaha—"
