Is it my own mother?

Is it my own mother?

"Chen Feng, will we die?"

"I don't want to die. I've been in love."

"I haven't tasted the feeling of kissing."

Jiang Xiaoqian trembled in her voice, her eyes closed, her trembling, and she said in a crying voice.

At this moment, Chen Feng hugged two super beauties in his arms, although strangeness kept coming, making his heart beat faster.

But this time, Chen Feng did not push out the two girls.

Instead, the body suddenly tensed up and the heart instantly rose to the throat.

Chen Feng held his breath, swallowed his saliva, and held the dragon's teeth in his hands with his thoughts.

Then, with a solemn face, his eyes flashed with splendor, and he looked up at the entrance of the stairs leading to the second floor.

He could feel something coming down from the upstairs!

Da, da, da...

Suddenly, the clear sound of footsteps started to sound.

In this quiet night, it clearly came into everyone's ears.

"Ahhhh!"

"Ghost!!!"

Jiang Xiaoqian screamed, trembling as if she was scared, and kept hiking into Chen Feng's arms.

Although Zhao Ying did not make a sound, she was still soaked in cold sweat.

Two lotus root-like arms hugged Chen Feng's waist tightly, their beautiful eyes closed and their trembling.

"Damn it, I heard footsteps!"

"Damn it, say goodbye, I dare not watch it!"

"Mom, mom, I'm looking for mom!"

"Everyone, will you die when you see a ghost through your phone? Waiting online, it's very urgent!"

"Don't panic, maybe it's a prank, I won't say anything, I'll clean up the wet bed sheet."

"Price-up guess: male ghost or female ghost?"

In the live broadcast room, the number of netizens has reached hundreds of thousands, and the messages are instantly flooding the screen.
Chapter completed!