Holding the little maid's hand really made Lin Shuang feel bold and fearless.
After that, nothing in the Mysterious House scared Lin Shuang.
Whether it was something suddenly jumping out, or a fluttering white shadow, or even something hanging and dropping down.
He wasn't scared at all.
But Tong Yao, when she encountered a hanging scary face, instantly hid behind Lin Shuang.
Still tightly holding his hand.
Hm? Is this also one of little maid's layered tricks?
Lin Shuang asked her, "Were you really scared?"
Tong Yao cutely stuck out her tongue, "A little, it's kind of scary when something suddenly drops down."
She shook his hand lightly, "So master, you should hold Ayao's hand tight, okay?"
The hanging scary figure fell to the ground with a slap.
Then it got up huffily and walked away.
Strike! It quit!
Tong Yao asked blankly, "Master, what's with him?"
Lin Shuang spread his hands, "Hmm—maybe he's jealous of my handsomeness?"
