At this moment, the horror movie is playing a scene where the female lead is riding an elevator, and there is a ghost inside. As soon as the door opens, the ghost's face appears.
As Zhou Cheng's voice rang out, three other screams rang out simultaneously, just as the movie's female lead screamed.
"Ahhh!"
Qiao Nansheng shouted very loudly.
She wasn't particularly scared at first, but when she suddenly heard Zhou Cheng's voice, she got goosebumps and immediately turned around, lying face down on the sofa with her butt sticking up high, covering her ears with her hands, and muttering something under her breath.
"You can't see me, you can't see me, Amitabha, may Heaven protect you, ghost, go away quickly."
Zhou Cheng: "..."
He then looked at Sheng Zhuo and Liu Xu, who were no better off than Qiao Nansheng, their eyes also tightly shut in fear.
Zhou Cheng was slightly speechless. He silently turned around and turned on the living room light.
The room became brighter, and the eerie atmosphere disappeared.
Sheng Zhuo was a man, so he was a bit braver. When he felt the light, he opened his eyes and saw Zhou Cheng standing directly in front of him.
The two looked into each other's eyes, and Sheng Zhuo felt as if Zhou Cheng was mocking him, that a grown man was afraid of ghosts.
He, who was usually aloof, lowered his head in shame, feeling embarrassed to look at Zhou Cheng. It was too embarrassing to have been caught by Brother Cheng.
Liu Xu sensed something was wrong and opened her eyes. Seeing that it was Zhou Cheng, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She reached out and tugged at Qiao Nansheng's sleeve, whispering, "Madam, it's Brother Cheng, not a ghost."
Qiao Nansheng, who was covering her ears and muttering to herself, turned her head slightly and glanced at the side of the sofa, and found that it was indeed Zhou Cheng.
He stood there, staring at her expressionlessly. The white light from above shone on his face, and his blank expression gave off a strangely unsettling feeling.
Qiao Nansheng stared at him for a while, then blinked: "The real person?"
She was still somewhat skeptical.
Zhou Cheng took a few steps forward, stood in front of her, looked down at the still-terrified woman, and said in a chilling voice, "It's a ghost. Do you want to touch it?"
He stretched out his hand.
Zhou Cheng has very fair skin. As an artist, he takes good care of every part of his body, so fair that you can even see the blood vessels inside.
He deliberately lowered his voice, his dark pupils fixed on her.
The movie continued, and the female lead's screams and eerie background music echoed in the living room. Qiao Nansheng admitted that she was frightened, but only for a few seconds.
She coughed lightly, sat up straight, composed herself, and smiled as she spoke, "Of course I know they're people, I was just pretending not to know to scare Liu Xu and Sheng Zhuo."
"..."
The two people whose names were called exchanged a glance, their expressions indescribable. It was unclear who had been so scared that they had buried their face in the sofa.
Never mind, as long as my wife is happy.
Zhou Cheng was back, and Sheng Zhuo and Liu Xu couldn't stay there any longer. Each of them took their unfinished cake and watermelon juice, said goodbye to Zhou Cheng, and then turned and slipped away.
As soon as they left, the atmosphere in the living room immediately became strange.
Qiao Nansheng continued watching the movie. Zhou Cheng walked over and sat down next to her. He didn't say anything, just leaned back on the sofa, rested his face on one hand, and stared at her.
At first, she could pretend to be calm, thinking that being seen wouldn't hurt her, but as time went on, Qiao Nansheng began to feel uncomfortable all over.
She turned her head and glanced at the man beside her, her brows furrowed tightly. "Why are you staring at me?"
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