Chapitre 68: Walking amongst the dead (1)

"Yang Mingshen…" Jia's body convulsed akin to a volcano shaking just before its violent eruption. But the force of the impending danger had no effect on Mingshen.

Instead he said, pleased, "I was just wishing for us to get some privacy and look how luck played in our favor! Aren't you thrilled with pure joy? I can still feel the tingles of being trapped in this spooky haunted house with you alone~"

"Right now my palm is tingling to trap your ugly face in a tight slap," she cursed her luck.

Why do I always get stuck with him!?

He snorted. "Spicy, cross your heart and say that you lied. The truth is that my beauty makes your heart beat go all wild and haywire. How can you associate the adjective ugly to my face?" He harrumphed as if greatly wronged.

"S-sis…" Bojing squeezed in to ease the tension and the growing murderous intent which Jia oozed. "It's j-just a matter of fifteen minutes or so. We will be out in no t-time…"