Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

A little inattentive, Bao Jingxing talked about the central matter.

Qin Yiren hesitated to speak, and blinked his black and white eyes, wondering if he was being too obvious.

Of course her city is not as good as Bao Jingxing's, even if she learns to hide her thoughts, it's probably meaningless in front of Bao Jingxing.

But Bao Jingxing seemed to just say it casually, and changed the subject before she could answer: "You come first, or should I come first?"

Seeing Bao Jingxing's expression as usual, Qin Yiren's tense heartstrings relaxed, looked at the dark coffin, and turned his attention to the game again: "I will go first."

Holding the hem of Xiuhe's clothes, she put one hand on Bao Jingxing's palm, raised her legs and walked over the edge of the coffin, and lay down obediently.

Although it is quite scary to place a coffin in the room, considering the experience of tourists, the coffin is not a bare board, but a very real bedding, and two acacia pillows embroidered with mandarin ducks.

Leaning uncomfortably to the side of the coffin, Qin Yiren found that the coffin looked huge, but the space to actually lie inside was very cramped.

With half of her body pressed against the cold coffin, she raised her eyes to meet Bao Jingxing's, and said with a smile, "Why are you looking at me?"

"Of course it's to see how beautiful you are."

Bao Jingxing hooked the corners of his lips, dragged his antique groom's outfit into the coffin, and lay down beside her calmly.

It doesn't matter if you lie down.

Qin Yiren originally felt that the coffin was very cramped, but this time with a tall and long-legged adult man like Bao Jingxing, she didn't have room to change her position, so she had to nest in the man's arms.

The air-conditioning in the scene is not as full as money.

Listening to the resentful and weird BGM, Qin Yiren could feel Bao Jingxing's warmth through the clothes of the two of them, and that was the only thing she could feel at ease in this kind of scene.

Bao Jingxing held her in his arms with one hand, looked at the slightly swinging light bulb above, and quietly enjoyed the rare and warm moment.

however……

Waited for 5 minutes in silence, nothing happened.

Qin Yiren raised his small face in a daze, recalled the photos he found in the previous levels, and asked with a puzzled look: "I remember that's the case in the photos, isn't it?"

Bao Jingxing pondered for a moment, his eyes fell on the lid that was only on the top of the coffin.

"Xiaoqian, do you remember whether the coffin was closed in that photo?"

"Well……"

Qin Yiren thought about it seriously, and said with uncertainty: "I only remember the word "囍" cut out of white paper pasted on the coffin, and the background is exactly the same as here. The bride and groom are lying in the coffin...it seems to be half covered? The kind of face?"

"Yes."

As Bao Jingxing said, he got up and tentatively pulled the coffin lid that was on the side.

Because it is a prop, the coffin lid looks very heavy, but the weight is not too exaggerated, and he can pull it by himself.

According to the photo in his memory, Bao Jingxing put the coffin lid back on, pulled it up to the position where only his face was exposed, retracted his hand and put it into the coffin.

The field of vision was suddenly covered by the coffin lid.

Qin Yi's heartbeat quickened, and he swallowed nervously, looking forward to the end of this checkpoint soon.

It seemed to confirm her expectations.

Within a few minutes of learning how to restore the photos perfectly, a pale hand suddenly appeared, grabbed the edge of the coffin lid, and swished the lid completely!
"Hey! It's not like the picture!"

Qin Yiren was taken aback, depressed the coffin lid, and angrily denounced the staff for not following the routine.

She has a phobia of enclosures.

If it wasn't for Bao Jingxing who was by her side at this moment, and she was suddenly locked in a dark and airtight coffin, she would never be able to maintain her sanity like she is now.

"Xiaoqian?"

Bao Jingxing grasped her slightly trembling hand and realized that she didn't like such an environment.

Qin Yiren bit her lower lip anxiously, and her fingertips trembling slightly as she gripped Bao Jingxing back. She absorbed some strength from him, and said in bitterness, "Since the plot is triggered, we won't let us lie down for too long, right?"

"No." Bao Jingxing groped her cheek in the dark, and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, your breathing is messed up."

Unaware that something was wrong with him, Qin Yiren only felt his little heart beating wildly, "...is there any?"

"Ah."

Bo Jingxing has a high attainment in medicine.

Even if you can't see her expression, you can guess that she hates the closed environment, and said without thinking: "It seems that this is not the last level, I asked them to stop the game."

"Don't." Qin Yiren pressed his hand, panting and said: "It's rare that you invite me here, and the scene is carefully arranged. As long as I think about the big surprise gift package at the end, I can bear it any longer."

"You can play this whenever you want. Next time I will ask them to write a script without enclosed spaces."

Bao Jingxing refused to agree to her, and immediately took out a thumb-sized signal transmitter from his pocket, and pressed the button on it.

In an instant.

The weird BGM was interrupted immediately, and there were rustling footsteps walking into the room, and the staff worked together to help them lift the tightly-sewn coffin lid, and rescued the two distinguished guests from the coffin.

The little sister who played the female ghost before changed her clothes and supported the pale-faced Qin Yiren.

Regretfully announcing that they failed to pass the level, she said regretfully: "This is already the penultimate level. If you persist for another 2 minutes, the mechanism in the coffin will activate and send you to the last level."

Qin Yiren was also very regretful, and looked at Bao Jingxing who was changing the props and costumes listlessly, "Yes, it will be fine if I persevere a little longer."

Bao Jingxing handed the props and costumes to a certain staff member, turned around and pinched her face, and said with a doting look: "Little idiot, your claustrophobia, if severe, will cause you to be unable to breathe, I don't think you can continue Hold on for 2 minutes in that environment."

2 minutes.

Usually it is not worth mentioning the time, but in the dark and closed coffin, Qin Yi's heartbeat can be disturbed in just half a minute.

Knowing that Bao Jingxing was right, she puffed her cheeks in depression.

"So you're claustrophobic?"

The female ghost lady suddenly realized that she had seen how Bao Jingxing rescued the tourists with her own eyes, believed in his professional judgment, and said with a smile, "You didn't read the game manual that came with the VIP ticket, did you?"

At this moment, the lights in the room made into the game scene were brightly lit, and any uneasy factors disappeared.

Qin Yiren and Bao Jingxing followed the staff out of the scene, and she returned to normal and asked curiously, "The game manual?"

"A black and gold brochure." Facing the VIP tourists, the female ghost lady patiently explained: "There are options in it, such as claustrophobia, etc., you can communicate with us in advance."