Chapter 742: My Hell-Watching Actor (9)

The system suddenly said: Try to see if you can go back.

Song Jin's eyes dimmed, he didn't speak, he really tried, but his soul passed directly through his body, "No way!" I feel like my body is no longer my body! She tried four or five more times, panting and said, "No, I can't play anymore, my body and I will be broken if I play again!" ”

......

Fortunately, she used to lock the door when she slept, otherwise her parents accidentally came in and saw that she was already cold, and I don't know if they would be scared to death.

But this is not always the way, she can't go back for a day, the greater the risk of exposure, she can't stay in the room all day, and lock the door, if someone knows, maybe she thinks she has some mental illness that can't go out of the room.

"Brother Wei, do you want to make extra money?" After Song Jin thought about it, he blinked and asked sincerely, "Twenty thousand yuan at a time is a very profitable kind." ”

"......" Wei Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, and instantly understood what she meant: "You want me to steal your corpse?" ”

"It's the body," she corrected him, "I'm not dead yet." ”

"You're all ghosts and you're not dead?" Wei Yan sneered, "Don't comfort yourself. ”

"......" is okay, she asks for others, and she endures.

She quickly changed the topic, "Don't worry, our house is a combination lock, you can enter the password to enter, and after entering, you will see a living room ......"

She raised her hand and gestured to him, "And then you walk... After going up the stairs, go like this... Turn a corner and walk like this, after you get the key, and then you go like this again, and finally go all the way forward, and at the third door, you can see my room, isn't it easy to understand? ”

"Wow," Wei Yan was expressionless and lifted his lips mockingly, "It's really easy to understand." ”

"Really?" Song Jin smiled, "Then ......"

In the next second, Wei Yan snuffed out the cigarette butt stained with firelight, and said slowly: "I don't know, I still think you live in a labyrinth." ”

"......" Song Jin saw him driving inside, and she hurriedly said: "Eh, Brother Wei, my body hasn't ...... yet"

Wei Yan stopped again and glanced at her lazily, "I said I wanted to help you?" ”

The little girl stopped, lowered her head, pursed her lips, as if she was a little frustrated, and unconsciously twisted herself into a twist, Wei Yan closed her eyes, feeling that he really owed her, he raised his eyebrows: "Look at your performance, I want to go back now." ”

The little girl's eyes lit up and she hurriedly said, "I'll behave well!" ”

The first thing Wei Yan does when he gets home is usually to take a bath, he is very clean in some aspects, no matter how late he comes back, he must take a bath before going to bed.

Song Jin listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, floating around, and finally saw the sandalwood box containing Buddhist beads he placed on the table, his fingers curled up slightly, and he couldn't see the emotions under his butterfly-like long eyelashes.

It seemed that she wanted to touch it, but she remembered her current situation, if she really put her hand through the box, she might be burned by the Buddhist beads inside, and after thinking about it, she took her hand back again.

It's a long time coming.

Suddenly turned her head, and suddenly Wei Yan didn't seem to bring any clothes in, he used to live alone, so naturally he didn't have so many scruples, but Song Jin was here, she didn't want to look at the long needle eye, and hurriedly said, "Brother Wei, you didn't take your clothes!" ”

Seeing that he didn't respond, Song Jin probably knew that it was the sound of water that overshadowed her voice, when she was taking a shower before, her parents often called her, but she couldn't hear it, she tried to lift the dress, but she didn't expect it to be really successful.