The woman looked at the little girl's black and curly hair and said, "Your hair is not bad either.
"Thank you sister, I washed my hair well," said the little girl with a bright smile.
Who doesn't love the cute little nipples? The woman stretched out her hand to touch the head of the nipples, but she took it back when she was about to touch the nipples.
She looked at the little milk bag and asked, "Why are you here alone?"
Tangtang told her that she came in with a mean-spirited older brother, and he said he would take her back to find his brother and the others.
Being mentioned like this by the little milk bag, the woman remembered that there seemed to be such a person. As soon as the guy appeared in front of her, she was so frightened that he cried and ran away in embarrassment.
It's a pity that the little milk bag doesn't like her.
"By the way, beautiful sister, can you take me to find my brother and his friends?" Tangtang remembered her purpose of entering the haunted house.
Fang Yan said that she could take a shortcut here and get back faster, so she followed him in.
"Okay," the woman looked at the little milk bag and nodded. For the sake of you saying three nice words, she would reluctantly take the little guy out of here.
The woman floated in front and led the way, and the little girl followed behind her with her short legs.
Tangtang looked at the woman moving parallel and looked down at her feet. The red skirt she was wearing reached the floor, completely blocking her feet.
Tangtang thought of the balancing car she had seen on TV before, and guessed that she was riding the balancing car.
Fang Yan woke up faintly. He sat down and covered his head. His head hurt, as if it was going to explode.
Phew~
The cold wind blew by, and Fang Yan shivered.
"Sister, don't walk so fast, wait for me," the milky voice echoed in the dark space.
Woman: "Huh, kids walk slowly. Let's talk first. I'm not waiting for you to slow down. I stopped to appreciate the scenery here because I thought it was pretty."
"Okay~"
Fang Yan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a pale-faced woman in a red dress with loose black hair passing in front of him.
Fang Yan's pupils shrank violently: "Ghost!!!"
He screamed like a slaughtering pig, then rolled his eyes and passed out again.
When Tangtang and the woman heard the noise, they both turned to look over and saw Fang Yan lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth.
The woman looked at it and felt a little disgusted: "It's really dirty."
Tangtang nodded in agreement: "Indeed."
The woman patted the non-existent dust on her skirt: "Let's go, the exit is ahead."
"Okay~" Xiao Naibao nodded and continued to follow.
As for Fang Yan, well, not only did he want to scare himself, but he also said bad things about his mother. She didn't want to care about him. She could just tell others when he went out and let others take him out.
The woman was very familiar with the haunted house. She turned left and right with her little milk bag and came to the exit.
She stopped in the darkness, pointed to the brightly lit exit in front of her, and said, "That's the exit over there. There will be someone at the door. Just ask someone to take you to your parents."
"Okay, thank you sister," Tangtang happily thanked the woman at the exit.
She ran a few steps, then remembered something, stopped and turned to look at the woman standing in the shadow, showing a bright smile: "Thank you, sister, I had a great time."
The woman was a little unhappy: Who is playing with you? Really.
The woman looked at the little girl angrily and said, "Keep walking, and don't run around with unfamiliar people next time, you know?"
"Um."
"Run away if you see a ghost like me in the future, you know?" the woman told her, "I let you go because I am kind-hearted. Other ghosts will eat you up in one bite."
"...Okay," the little girl was silent and nodded obediently. She really wanted to tell her sister that she was not afraid of ghosts. Her master and brother gave her a lot of talismans and magic weapons. If a ghost came, she would fight one. If she Although she couldn't shout, she could still call her master and brother to deal with the ghosts.
The woman inexplicably felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet. She shook her head, no, no, no, she was all crazy, where did her feet come from? An illusion must be an illusion.
"I'm leaving. Come on, pretty sister, go to work. I'll come and play with you next time," Tangtang said to the woman.
The woman waved her hand impatiently: "Just keep walking."
"Bye," Tangtang waved to her, turned around and walked toward the exit.
After taking a few steps, Tangtang looked back and saw that there was no one in the shadow just now.
Tangtang murmured to herself: "Beautiful sister really likes to go to work."
Back to work so soon.
As soon as Tangtang walked to the exit, she heard a commotion, and vaguely familiar voices could be heard.
The little girl was overjoyed and ran out of the haunted house. It was noon outside and the sun was very bright.
The little milk bag who just walked out of the dimly lit haunted house closed her eyes unaccustomedly.
"Tangtang," Tang Xuan's voice sounded in his ears.
The next moment Tangtang was hugged tightly.
Tangtang: Huh? ?
She opened her eyes and met Tang Xuan's anxious eyes. He let go of Tangtang and looked at her carefully and asked, "Are you injured?"
"I'm not injured," Tangtang shook her head, "Uncle Shining, don't worry..."
Tang Xuan hugged the little milk bag tightly, and his voice was slightly trembling: "It's good that it's not hurt, it's good that it's not hurt."
Tangtang felt something was wrong with Uncle Shining. She tilted her head: "Uncle Shining?"
Tang Xuan hugged her and said nothing.
Tangtang could feel his big hand pressing her head trembling.
She thought for a while, stretched out her little hand and patted Tang Xuan's back gently, "I'm fine. Uncle Shining is not afraid."
"Tangtang," Feng Rou ran over with a face full of joy. When she saw the safe and sound little milk bag, her heart that had been hanging in the air finally dropped.
Before Tangtang could say anything, Tang Zhuo, who was crying like a little cat, rushed over and hugged his sister and third uncle: "Wow, sister, I finally found you. I thought something happened to you, wuwu!"
Tang Xuan, who was squatting on the ground, staggered and almost fell to the ground. Being hit by Tang Zhuo, any sad atmosphere was gone.
Tang Xuan patted Tang Zhuo's back, and Tang Zhuo hugged the little milk bag tightly and refused to let go, "Sister, don't run around alone. What should I do if I am kidnapped by others? Woohoo!"
Tangtang quickly comforted him, but Tang Huan looked away, "Okay, isn't my sister okay?"
After a while, Tang Zhuo calmed down and was relieved to see that Tangtang was fine.
Tangtang looked at Feng Rou again and called her in a soft voice, "Auntie, I'm sorry for making you worry."
She thought for a moment and added: "I won't run around next time."
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay," Feng Rou wiped the corners of her tearful eyes, "You almost scared my aunt to death."
"I'm sorry," Tangtang let go of Tang Xuan and wanted to hug her aunt, but then she realized that Tang Xuan had been holding her and not letting go. She said:? ? ?
Among the group of people, only Uncle Tang was still calm. They checked the surveillance camera and hurried over when they saw Fang Yan entering the haunted house with his little milk bag.
