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Chapter 18 I hate you

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Chapter 18: I hate you (7)
"dislike."

Dong Ci responded faintly. She looked at Jing Rong slightly, always feeling uneasy.

"Come on, let's relax with some excitement."

Regardless of Dong Ci's struggle, Jing Rong lifted her to sit on him. He put his chin on Dong Ci's hair and opened the laptop on his knee.

I don't know where he found the resources. The catalogues are all dazzling red, and the words "Extreme horror" are written on them.

"Is Xiaoci afraid? If you dare not look at it, you can lean in my arms."

There was a lot of rain outside, and occasionally lightning flashed across. Dong Ci looked out the window and snorted. "I'm not afraid."

Jingrong put a hand on the keyboard, and then he dimmed the light in the living room a little, casting a small shadow on his face.

This atmosphere is really suitable for watching some excitement.

The first movie was a horror film from the island country. Dong Ci watched half of it. The horror didn't feel it, but it was a little disgusting.

"What kind of stuff is this, the props are fake and disgusting." Jing Rong didn't close the movie with a frown, and found another one after changing it.

The lights were dim, the screen was glowing with a faint white light, and Dong Ci's eyes were stabbed by the light from the computer, and he didn't have much patience to look down.

This is a Thai thriller suspense film, the atmosphere is very gloomy, and occasionally jumped out of a **** grimace. Dong Ci blinked, because he did not invest in the plot, so this did not scare her.

In fact, Dong Ci is not daring, but she never believes in ghosts and spirits, so she has no natural feelings about this horror movie, and she will not think of it naturally after seeing it.

I originally wanted to see Dong Ci trembling in his arms, but I didn't expect the girl to respond at all. Jing Rong found her eyes staring at the screen without blinking, and after seeing her for a moment, she realized that she was in a daze, and suddenly felt a sense of frustration.

There is no such thing as good interest, and the notebook will simply be snapped.

"Boring."

Jing Rong sighed, and poked Dong Ci's face a little bit fiercely. He buried his face on her shoulders, his long eyelashes were trembling, and his black dazzling eyes were slightly drooping and looked pitiful.

If he doesn't speak and has no expression, Dong Ci will think he is a very pleasing boy, but it's a pity.

Dong Ci pushed him away from his body, but God gave him a face that turned all beings upside down, and gave him his worst character.

Sure enough, no one is perfect.

...

After living here for more than a week, Jing Rong finally agreed to send her home.

After a night of rain, the sky cleared the next day, and the sun was exceptionally bright. When Dong Ci proposed to go home, Jing Rong was lying on the rooftop to bask in the sun.

After hearing the words, he didn't know what to think about. He nodded after half a ring, and the corner of his mouth kept laughing. Somehow, Dong Ci felt a little weird.

The car went all the way, she was lying at the window looking at the scenery outside, because she was about to go home, and she was in a good mood.

"parking."