Zhou Xiangchen glanced at Yang Kangan with disdain, greeted the two girls, and saw that they were novel to play, Zhou Xiangchen looked at Wen Mengqing's beautiful face, thinking that he would be able to fold hands with her later, and all kinds of beautiful appearances of the other party's blushing flashed in his heart.

"Brother Lu, do you want to play? Let's have fun together. Wen Mengxiang said to the two teenagers sitting in the room, with delicate facial features and good looks, like stars.

"Don't play it, this brain-dead game, I know you believe it." Shi Ji turned the lighter and said sarcastically.

The other young man with his eyes down, as if he was closing his eyes and recuperating, did not reply, but Wen Meng and the others were obviously a little afraid of him, and did not talk to disturb people.

Zhou Xiangchen, who had long been interested in Wen Meng and wanted to touch people's little hands, didn't seem to take Shi Ji's sarcasm seriously, held a pen in his hand, and asked the two girls to put their hands up.

The two girls regretted that Lu Chen and Shi Ji did not participate, but they couldn't refuse the fierce Zhou Xiangchen, so they could only fold their hands.

The back of his hand did not make contact with the beautiful Wen Meng, but was attached to the ugly girl Kong Wenqian who had a birthmark in her eyes, Zhou Xiangchen pouted unhappily, looking at the hands of the three of them with their fingers intertwined, and their wrists and elbows hanging in the air, he clenched the pen, felt that there was no problem, and kicked Yang Kangan and said.

"Light the candles first, then turn off the lights."

Yang Kangan couldn't persuade him, so he could only sigh and turn off the lights.

As soon as the lights went out, there was no other source of light in the room except for a candle, and the room seemed dim and smelled of horror.

Zhou Xiangchen, who boasted of being very bold, nodded with satisfaction, and began to read in his mouth.

"In the past life, in the past life, I am your present life, if you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw circles on the paper."

Zhou Xiangchen's voice is not a clear juvenile voice, but a bit of a male duck's voice, and it is so deliberately creating a terrifying atmosphere, not to mention, this voice echoes in the empty room, and there is really some terrifying feeling.

After reading the lines that summoned the pen fairy, the pen didn't react at all, Zhou Xiangchen couldn't pull his face to admit that this game was useless, and forcibly explained it by stalking his neck.

"My voice just now was too small, the pen fairy may not have heard it, I'll say it again."

"In the past life, in the past life, I am your present life, if you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw circles on the paper."

As the sound sounded twice as loud as just now, Shi Ji, who was noisy, wanted to kick someone, but before his feet stretched out, he saw a girl with thick facial features, long hair to the waist, and as beautiful as a little ghost, floating in from outside.

Yes, it's floating.

The girl seemed to have just been a ghost for a long time, and she couldn't control her body to float up, her head touched the ceiling, and her distressed slender hand pressed downward, and then she floated down as she wished.

Seeing that the girl seemed to be being pulled by something, she floated to Zhou Xiangchen and the three of them, and when she passed by Shi Ji's head, Shi Ji's eyes flashed by the white legs, and he pretended to pick up a lighter and lowered his head to avoid seeing this scene.

Waiting for the others to stop at the table where they were playing with the pen fairy, Shi Ji was playing with the lighter, but the corner of his eyes looked at the little female ghost quietly.

Seeing that the little female ghost touched the pen tentatively, and the pen moved, Zhou Xiangchen puffed up his chest and said proudly.

"Look, the pen moves, this is the meaning of the pen fairy, this game is not fake."

While speaking, Zhou Xiangchen also deliberately glanced at Shi Ji, as if he was showing off to him.

Shi Ji leaned lazily on the chair, her slender legs overlapped, and there was no sign of anger.

After all, Zhou Xiangchen really attracted an excessively beautiful little female ghost.

Zhou Xiangchen finished proudly, looked at the pen he was holding and said.

"Are you a pen fairy? Tick or cross. ”

The little female ghost turned her head sideways, and her hand was covered with a void on Wen Meng's hand.

At this point, the barrel of the pen begins to move, drawing small circles connected together on the white paper.

Zhou Xiangchen looked at these small circles and gradually became excited, but Wen Meng's shoulders shrunk.

She always felt that her hands were getting a lot colder.