Serious warning to next door Husky neighbors

The road to the scenic spot is not too short. The hair of the two people who were dusted along the way has changed color. The back seat of the car is covered with a layer of dust. Chen Nansong's hand has scratched countless handprints on it, and the arm resting on the back seat Slowly leaning forward, he put his arms around Zhou Qingyan's waist.

After that sentence was finished, they didn't continue talking along the way. The phones in their trouser pockets rang one after another. As soon as Chen Nansong hung up, Zhou Qingyan started ringing in his pocket.

"Help me take it, the one on the right." Zhou Qingyan said.

"Okay." Chen Nan let go and touched the front for a long time. He didn't know whether he was holding the phone or taking advantage of it. After scratching Zhou Qingyan itched and started laughing, he took out the phone, "Zhou Xin."

"Go ahead." Zhou Qingyan replied.

"Sister Zhou." Chen Nansong answered the phone, "It's almost here, there are... 5 minutes."

Chen Nansong took a long time to hang up the phone, "She suspects that I have kidnapped you."

Zhou Qingyan laughed for a few seconds and suddenly froze, "Itchy."

"Why are you so ticklish?" Chen Nansong pressed his face against his back collar, and when he spoke, his lips blew inward. Zhou Qingyan shook slightly, and he began to laugh.

The car drove for a few minutes and stopped in a parking lot. Looking up, there were private cars and tourist buses. The small broken car under their feet looked a bit strange, so they found a small corner next to the bushes and stuffed the car. .

"Pine nuts!!" Chen Bei shouted loudly from the pavilion in the distance.

"See if I don't tape his mouth up!" Chen Nansong rolled his eyes at Chen Bei.

Next to the gazebo is a stream, with a rushing sound, with a smell of green grass piercing into the nose, and a gentle cool breeze hitting the body.

"I chose the position well." Chen Bei moved his buttocks to the side twice, "You two are too unlucky, it's not a good way to go, I just threw it in the rice field pile for you."

Chen Nansong stretched his waist, "Is there any water?"

"Yes!" Chen Bei took out a bag from the side, "Mung beans are iced into sweet water, and Wangwang is iced into a drink, you can pick it yourself."

Chen Nansong took the last bottle of mineral water and handed it to Zhou Qingyan. He opened a Wangzi and held it in his mouth, "Who are they?"

"Go in, who else can guard you like this except me." After finishing speaking, Chen Bei looked at Zhou Qingyan, "You say so."

Zhou Qingyan put an arm on Chen Nansong's shoulder, "I will guard."

"Oh shit." Chen Bei's buttocks jumped up like a spring.

"Stop staring, your eyeballs are about to pop out." Chen Nansong was a little embarrassed, and lowered his head to grind the stones on the ground with his toes.

- beep beep

"Hey, Miss Zhou, we'll be there later..."

"Is this the way to go?" Chen Bei kept taking out cigarettes under his hands, and leaned towards Zhou Qingyan's face with the cigarette in his mouth.

"Let's go over now, okay." Chen Nansong stretched out his hand to push Chen Bei's face while making a phone call, and after hanging up the phone, "Don't get so close, you are not afraid that people will think you are annoying."

Chen Bei ignored him, "Brother Yan, call me for the wedding, I can cook..."

"Fuck you, uncle." Chen Nansong chased people around the pillars and kicked them, and Zhou Qingyan dragged them into the park when he was tired.

Chen Bei did find a good place, because after they entered the park, they never saw a shaded place again. The rows of streets and buildings were beautiful, but their backs were soaked with sweat.

"They planted all the saplings at the door, right?" Chen Nansong stood on the stairs panting.

"Go forward, there should be a shady place over there in the playground, otherwise, how would you guys play? It's scalding to death." Chen Bei was already out of breath, and his brows were wrinkled. .

The person who slapped the face the fastest was none other than Chen Bei. A few people saw the gate of the amusement park within two steps.

The cubs were having fun sitting with their butts burned.

"Didn't you say you have land?" Chen Nansong turned to look at him.

Chen Bei: "..."

The three of them gasped and stood in a row under the gate plaque of the amusement park, squinting their eyes and staring at the open-air gate overhead.

"Shaved ice, buy shaved ice." The old man in an unknown alley shouted.

"Fuck! Shaving ice!" Chen Bei turned his head away, "Fuck, I twisted my neck!"

"Who told you to lift it so high?" Chen Nansong turned his head and pulled Zhou Qingyan, then walked towards the alley, took two steps and looked at Chen Bei, "You are a turtle."

Chen Bei tilted his neck and massaged, "Single turtles are unloved, and you can't catch up with shaved ice."

There is a small shop at the corner of the alley. A loudspeaker is placed at the door to keep shouting. It is estimated to be a long time ago. The noise in the store is accompanied by the voice of people. At first, it sounds like cursing, "What's wrong, what's wrong..."

Chen Nansong stared at the cards in front of him for a long time, "Boss, one chocolate, one mango, one..." He looked at Zhou Qingyan.

"Same." He wiped his sweat and smiled at Chen Nansong.

"Two chocolates." Chen Nansong turned around after speaking.

"Boss! Less sugar, there's enough here, I'm afraid of being crushed to death." Chen Bei glanced at the two people beside him.

"By the way, boss, is there any place here where I can enjoy the shade?" Chen Nansong felt that if he kept drying himself like this, he would lose his skin.

"Enjoy the cool?" The boss tilted his head and thought for a long time, but he didn't pay attention to the full shaved ice box in his hand, and just piled up an iceberg for them.

"I guess there is no shade here, but the haunted house has air conditioning." The boss lowered his head and squeezed the chocolate sauce.

"Haunted house?" Chen Nan Song's voice was out of tune, "Okay, thank you."

The three of them squatted under the sun, and one of them brought a bowl of shaved ice to drink, but the food hadn't melted quickly.

"Let's go, go to the haunted house to enjoy the shade?" Chen Bei sucked the water in the spoon, raised his head and looked at Chen Nansong after finishing it.

Chen Nansong was completely unwilling. The last time he played a video game, he was so scared that his hands were sweating.He turned to look at Zhou Qingyan, reached out and wiped the sweat off his neck, "Go."

"Oh, God, I can hear the words "go to a haunted house" from Nansong in my lifetime." Chen Bei grinned and put his fist under Chen Nansong's mouth, "Interview, what do you think?"

"I'm afraid he'll be sunburned. It doesn't matter if your skin is thick." Chen Nansong lowered his head and wiped the water on his hands.

"I won't talk for a day today." Chen Beida strode forward, and the group turned a few turns before finding the legendary haunted house.

"It's cool to look at." Chen Bei stood at the door and stared at the introduction sign.

There are a few big red characters hanging on it: No charges if you don't cry.

Chen Nansong's hairs are standing on end, he must be crying, he can't wait to hand over the money now, it's best not to let him in.

The sound from inside the door spread to the outside, and the howling of ghosts and wolves mixed with the sound of giving back my life. Chen Nansong's feet were indeed a little weak at that moment.

"I'm going to buy tickets." Zhou Qingyan squeezed his wrist, "It's fine."

Chen Nansong didn't speak, and stood there thinking about how to make it less embarrassing later.

When Zhou Qingyan handed over the three tickets to the staff, Chen Nansong felt that his life was also handed over.

"Wait for me." Chen Nansong rushed up and grabbed Zhou Qingyan's arm. The man smiled and walked in with his arms around his shoulders.

"Is there anyone waiting for me?" Chen Bei said in a dragging voice.

The haunted house was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers. Chen Nansong still wanted to save some face. Although his body was being hugged, he didn't take the initiative to hug him.

When passing through the dark alley, he knocked his head on the door. Zhou Qingyan was so frightened that he kept asking if there was anything wrong in the dark, so the claws that slowly appeared in front of him were not noticed.

"I'm fine." Chen Nansong wiped his forehead and looked up to see some light.

A bloody head hung in front of his eyes.

Chen Nansong yelled, with a broken sound.

I have never been so miserable in my life, and I grabbed Zhou Qingyan by the other hand and jumped towards the person.

"It's okay." Zhou Qingyan said with a smile, and pushed the top of his head away with his hands.

Chen Bei didn't yell, but just took a few steps back, "Brother Yan, do you still have hands? How about lending me a grasp, I'm a little scared."

"I'm out of hands, grab your clothes..." He was really out of hands, and Zhou Qingyan struggled to walk while being hugged and hugged.

He is that tree, and Chen Nansong is now a koala, and he will not let go if he is beaten to death on it.

The surrounding environment was quiet for a while, then a bit of dim light slowly came through, and the door behind him slammed loudly.

"Damn it!" Chen Bei jumped on the spot.The cell door behind him closed, "I can't go back now."

The room was a bit dark, surrounded by three cells, so dark and red that you couldn’t see anything clearly, weeds and fake corpses were placed together, one was sitting and the other was lying down, the background music was screaming like a convulsion.

"Let's go, what is this for? There shouldn't be anything... Fuck!" Chen Nansong broke his voice again.

At some point, a person crawled out from the corner, his hair was covered and he couldn't see clearly, and he was yelling vaguely.

The door lock of the cell opened with a bang, and something moved slowly inside.

"Damn, didn't I come to blow on the air conditioner, I'm sweating more and more now." Chen Nansong felt a little dizzy looking at the people crawling closer and closer under his feet.

"Brother, let's go later, you should rest too." Zhou Qingyan patted the people on the ground twice, then turned around and found a clean chair to sit on.

Chen Nansong: "???? Here?"

Zhou Qingyan looked up at him, "The air conditioner here is bigger, come here." He pulled Chen Nansong.

Then under the dim light, the three people and three "ghosts" sat together blowing the air conditioner, wishing to have a tea party with a fruit bowl of coffee in the middle.

"Brother, how many hours a day do you guys work?" Zhou Qingyan looked up at the white-haired ghost with a bloody face opposite him.

"One day, the wages are still low, you are not bad, yesterday came a bastard who tripped over a rope while walking, and his mother fell directly on me." The white-haired ghost flicked his hair, "Almost kissed on the mouth ..."

Three people: "..."

- beep

"Someone is here, here is someone, why are you all sitting down?" The intercom rang twice.

"Shall we change venues?" Chen Nansong turned to look at Zhou Qingyan, who was just about to nod when a cry came from outside.

"Why does it sound so familiar?" Chen Nansong pondered for a long time, "Fei Le?"