Gao Jun saw Liang Yaqi bury her face in his arms, and reminded her, "Those five thousand yuan of yours, they didn't include this kind of service, did they?"
Liang Yaqi calmed down a bit, then hugged Gao Jun's arm with her eyes closed and said, "I don't care, it was you who asked me to come to the haunted house, you have to take me out."
Gao Jun couldn't help but laugh and cry.
So there they were, Liang Yaqi with her head down, hooking Gao Jun's hand, not daring to look up as she walked forward.
During this time, Gao Jun had to keep an eye on her walking, for fear that she would accidentally fall.
It wasn't easy, but they finally made it out of the haunted house, and Liang Yaqi breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked at Gao Jun somewhat resentfully, "I told you, I won't go to the haunted house, I'm scared."
"You were scared, but didn't you still make it through the whole thing?" Gao Jun explained, "Only like this can you grow."
