Chapter 1828 Young Master Song is afraid of ghosts
Song Xi's original intention was to take her to relax.
The car stopped at the entrance of the track park. It was already closed at this time, so he took her over the wall and went in.
Jian Bai was speechless about this, but he did not hesitate and moved neatly when climbing over the wall.
When she landed, she was light and easy, like a cat.
The cast on her left arm hadn't been removed yet, so she turned it over so quickly with just one hand.
Song Xi glanced at her: "Have you practiced?"
Jian Bai: "No, I am young and thin, so I am light."
Then he looked at him intentionally.
Song Xi reached out and tapped her on the head: "I'm young too, so please stop your lewd eyes."
Jian Bai: "Don't move your hands or feet!"
"It's moving, what can you do to me?"
Song Xi was just a fool.
The two quarreled while strolling along the lake's track.
Song Xi wanted her to disperse.
Her mood at the moment was a bit like a cat falling into the water, heavy and depressed.
He hoped that she could shake off the wetness all over her body and return to her image of a beautiful and cute cat who hides poison in her heart and is sweet on the outside.
"...Did anything happen today?"
Song Xi asked her.
Jian Bai: "Housework."
"You can tell me."
"Then what?
You comfort me?"
Jian Bai sneered.
Song Xi: "Then when I am in bed, I can talk about it to my female companions.
Otherwise, if you really have nothing to talk to them about, you will act recklessly."
Jian Bai: "..."
She endured it again and again, but finally decided to kill him.
What's so great about the Song family?
How about taking action now, choking him to death in this lake, and saying that he slipped and fell into the water.
"Do you know which actresses I have slept with?"
Song Xi suddenly became interested.
Jian Bai was as cold as ice: "I don't want to know."
"I'll tell you."
Song Xi said.
He began to ramble.
Several of the actresses he mentioned are quite famous, including two Hong Kong stars who became famous at a young age.
Especially Su Nianjiao, who recently married into a wealthy family in Hong Kong.
"...Are you bragging?"
"Do you want to see pictures?"
Song Xi asked.
Jian Bai: "Let me take a look."
She really didn't believe that Song Xi could even get Su Nianjiao.
There is no other reason. Su Nianjiao comes from a high background. She is a second-generation star. Her parents are both veteran actors and quite wealthy.
She is beautiful and her acting skills are very good. There is no need to sleep with Young Master Song.
As a result, Song Xi actually pulled out a few photos from her phone. Among them was a photo of Su Nianjiao wrapped in a bathrobe, clinging to Song Xi's body, and herself taking a selfie with her phone.
The background is inside a hotel bathroom.
"How is it? Are my abdominal muscles okay?"
Song Xi pointed at the photo and asked.
Jian Bai was only looking at Su Nianjiao's bare face.
It turns out that such a beautiful second-generation star is quite ordinary without makeup, not as good-looking as her without makeup.
"Okay, you're awesome."
Jian Bai withdrew his gaze.
Song Xi was very proud and continued talking.
Later, Jian Bai couldn't stand it anymore and started trotting along the running track, refusing to listen to Song Xi's bragging.
Song Xi was a little stunned when she saw how she could run so steadily wearing high heels and a heavy plaster on her left arm.
He paces slowly.
Jian Bai quickly disappeared from sight, and Song Xi could only vaguely hear her footsteps.
Then, she suddenly came from behind and patted Song Xi on the shoulder.
Song Xi: "Do I have to cooperate with you and say I'm scared to death?"
"Hey, young master, there was a black shadow just lying on your shoulder, so I took a photo of you."
Jian Bai said.
It was around two o'clock in the morning, and the track park was extremely quiet. The street lights only came on every once in a while, and my vision was always a little blurry. The lake not far away was dark and had tiny ripples.
A layer of goosebumps quickly appeared on the back of Song Xi's neck.
Jian Bai laughed to death: "Are you afraid of ghosts?"
"I'm not afraid of ghosts, but there's no need to say such things at this time."
Jian Bai laughed.
She pointed to the center of the lake, "Did you know, this was once the residence of a certain warlord. Later, the whole house was blown up and the lake water poured in, and it became a lake.
It is connected to the river outside and is living water.
The people who drowned in this lake..."
Song Xi hugged her, tried not to touch her left shoulder, and covered her mouth: "Shut up! Okay, I admit, I'm a little afraid of ghosts!"
He almost held her in his arms.
A man's body temperature is very high. If you dry your clothes to keep them warm, you will feel the hot breath when you get close to them.
Jian Bai was stunned for a moment.
Song Xi seemed to feel that she had lost her composure and hurriedly let go of her.