Zhao Erha looked at this scene with a dull expression on the side. Emma, ​​this bowl of dog food is sprinkled well!

It also wants to find someone, oh no, find a dog to play with a hug.

Qiao Junxi coughed lightly, maintaining her still rationality. He patted Zhao Qingyan on the back and said softly: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Qingyan was still scared and buried in his arms and replied in a muffled voice, "I'm scared to death."

"Haha..." Qiao Junxi couldn't help but be amused by her words. She used to snatch kisses at him several times, but wasn't she very brave? "What are you scaring?"

"You...you go and help me turn off the TV, okay?" Even though he was buried in his arms, Zhao Qingyan didn't dare to open his eyes, and his mind was full of the hideous and terrifying scene he had just glanced at.

She never expected that she would just press the pause and stay in the bloodiest and most supernatural scene of the whole movie. Her eyes emitting green light, her messy long hair, her brutal fangs and her bone-like claws were so scared that she was killed by her. Zhao Qingyan was a little regretful. She was cheated by her tonight.

Only then did Qiao Junxi realize that she was frightened by the horror movie.

"Okay. I'll turn it off for you. Horror films are all superimposed by various special effects, trying to arouse the audience's original negative emotions such as fear, fear, anxiety, panic, etc., and by venting these emotions, the audience can get an entertainment experience. Think about it when shooting on the spot, they probably have to laugh dozens of times before they don't feel scared..." Qiao Junxi tried to analyze horror films from many aspects, so that Zhao Qingyan could understand its essential form, thereby fading her inner fear.

However, Zhao Qingyan always hugged him tightly, and Qiao Junxi had no choice but to carry her whole body.

The remote control was still on the sofa by Zhao Qingyan. Qiao Junxi held Zhao Qingyan and sat down on the sofa, and then turned off the TV.

Qiao Junxi was almost disgusted by the scenes on the TV. "Okay. I've turned it off."

Zhao Qingyan's fearful heart was only a little soothed. She slowly poked her head out, squinted her eyes and saw the black screen of the TV. She breathed a sigh of relief. After a moment, she finally came to her senses.

But as soon as she recovered, she discovered another embarrassing problem - she actually sat on Qiao Junxi's lap!

And in such an ambiguous posture, his face turned red with a blush. He instantly let out his hand, twisted his body, and wanted to get off him.

"Don't move!" Qiao Junxi pressed her hard.

His voice was forbearing. Although Zhao Qingyan was not in the human way, he also knew Qiao Junxi's situation at this moment. Therefore, Zhao Qingyan did not dare to move around anymore, so as not to cause any accidental incidents.

So Zhao Qingyan sat on Qiao Junxi's lap and the following conversation took place.

"Uh... Are you asking me for trouble so late?" Zhao Qingyan deliberately changed the subject and distracted him.

Qiao Junxi mentioned it after she finally remembered, "You didn't go to the old Qiao family house to see the old man today, did you?"

Zhao Qingyan only felt incredible, "What will I do when I go to your house? I don't know if the door of Qiao's mansion opens to the other side." Even if I want to visit, I have to invite you. I can't help but come to the door rashly and don't understand the rules.

But after thinking about it, I felt that Qiao Junxi would not ask for no reason, "Is something happened?"

"It's okay." Before the matter was clear, Qiao Junxi didn't want to involve her.
Chapter completed!