Male God Please Lie Down

When I got home, I went to the supermarket to shop with Chu Qingming and went for a walk together.

As the days passed, the mother and daughter seemed to gradually come out of the shadow.

Almost more than a month passed, Chu Qingming was in bed cultivating her inner strength mental technique.

"Ding Dong—"

At this time, the phone rang.

She quickly picked up the phone and picked it up to see that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Chu Qingming, show you a good thing."

The information says so.

About a few more seconds later, a video screen was transmitted over instantly.

Chu Qingming didn't even turn it on, just looking at the phone quietly.

Soon the information on the other side came out again.

"Haha, are you scared? Come to the last place at night, otherwise... you will be a big star tomorrow!"

"Don't put it online!"

Chu Qingming pretended to be very scared, and quickly typed out this line of characters.

"Know that you are afraid, come here!"

"Come here with your cello!"

On the other side, these two messages were sent one after another, and there was no more.

The screen of the mobile phone is also in the dark.

Chu Qingming sneered, then threw the phone aside again.

She continued to practice again.

From that day, after crossing over, I began to practice continuously.

Dealing with those scumbags is still easy.

In the evening, the scum said it was within the agreed time.

Chu Qingming told Murphy that he was going to sleep, so he put on a black sportswear and **** his hair.

Opened the window, followed the pipe, and climbed below.

The apartment where they live is monitored, and even the entrance of the community is monitored.

So she wanted to create some evidence of abdication, so she naturally had to act like this.

So she found a remote place and went out over the wall.

Before, I walked here with Murphy every day, and she knew the distribution of cameras in the community.

After leaving the community, he quickly reached the place of the scum.

The place where the scumbag lives is a very old place.

It was only nine o'clock at this time, and the place was plunged into bursts of darkness.

This kind of place, naturally, there is no monitoring.

Chu Qingming walked to the third floor and knocked on a door.

The door was opened.

A boy, watching her come over, immediately laughed.

Pulled her in forcefully.

Chu Qingming staggered and was dragged in.

The door was behind, and it was closed immediately.

This house is very small and dilapidated. On the table and the floor, there are some things to eat, some of which are overnight. It is summer, and it exudes bursts of sour smell.

The lights in the house are also very dim, plus there is a ceiling fan overhead, making a creaking noise.

Everything here looks extremely old, with a musty smell.

"Tsk tusk... in black clothes, are you here for the funeral?"

Leading the white-haired boy, he touched his nose with his hand, with a trace of disgust in his eyes.

"It's really bad luck!"

The man who said this was the boy whom the original owner had always liked.

"Take her clothes off!"