Chapter Twenty-Seven: Dong Shi Imitates the Spirit

There was a brief silence.

In the next second, the corners of Chu Huaisheng's thin lips pulled out a mocking arc.

He ruthlessly peeled off the woman on his body, looked at her condescendingly, and snorted coldly: "Dong Shi Xiaofeng." ”

Dong Shi Xiaofeng?

Zhong He raised his chin unknowingly: "What Dong Shi Xiaofeng?"

"Don't pretend with me. ”

Chu Huaisheng snorted coldly again, and his words were full of sarcasm: "It seems that he really admires me, and he took such painstaking measures to surprise me." ”

Zhong He was completely confused, she ran to him barefoot: "What do you mean, can you make it clear?"

"I praised Qin Xiao's perfume for being good, you use the same style as her, do you think that if you are like this, I will be able to sleep with you?"

“......”

It's pure coincidence.

"I'm going to say it's just a coincidence, do you believe it?"

"Do you think I believe it?"

"Whether you believe it or not, it's really just a coincidence, I don't know what perfume Qin Xiao uses at all, I haven't even paid attention to it......"

"I heard that you also added her WeChat, why?

"I ......"

Zhong He couldn't argue, she just wanted to know Chu Huaisheng's movements at any time by adding her WeChat, and she really didn't mean to copy her.

"Can't make it up?" The contempt in Chu Huaisheng's eyes became more and more obvious: "I can't do it myself." ”

What a great grievance.

Zhong He was driven crazy by the stimulus: "Is the orphan resentment developed by her Qin Xiao? Has she applied for a patent? Why is it okay to use a popular perfume on her, and it is Dong Shi Xiaofeng when used on me?"

She wanted to say that the orphan complained that she had used this perfume for a few years, but it was estimated that Chu Huaisheng would not believe it.

"Is there such a coincidence in the world? I praised her in front of you for a good perfume, and you happened to use the same one? Why haven't I seen you use it before?"

Zhong He was speechless: "Anyway, you won't believe what I say, since you think I'm a pirate, then pirate, but let me tell you, don't put gold on your face, I don't want you to sleep with me, I like you and I want you to sleep with me are two different things, I pursue psychological pleasure rather than physical, I said that I am frigid, so even if you can't help but sleep with me, I will only feel that I have been arched by a pig." ”

This is simply ruthless.

Chu Huaisheng gritted his teeth: "Okay, very good." ”

It wasn't until a heavy slamming sound came that Zhong He woke up like a dream.

She threw herself headlong on the couch and wanted to hammer herself to death, what did she say? How could she say it so decisively?

How can people like it when it's so boring?

It's not okay to be upset for a while.

I couldn't sleep, so I simply got up and changed into sportswear, ready to go outside for a run.

In the past, when they were in Deyi Hall, they were often trained to run at night.

She ran forward along a road behind the Chu family's villa, and on a midsummer night, in addition to some humidity and heat in the air, compared to the noise of the day, it was more intoxicating and quiet.

The cicadas chirped pleasantly, and a soft ray of moonlight above her head followed her footsteps, shedding a little white light.

The road was very secluded, and it was pitch black all around, only a faint moonlight, and she was not worried about any danger, after all, she was a gangster, and there was nothing to be afraid of except ghosts.

Just as she was about to return the same way after running five kilometers, next to a dense thorn bush beside the road, there were suddenly several women's sharp screams, which seemed to be about to pierce the night sky, and Zhong He's running legs suddenly stopped.

She looked towards the source of the sound, and there was silence and no movement, as if what she had just heard was a hallucination.

She hesitated for a moment, then resolutely walked towards the thorn bush, brushed aside a pile of weeds, and suddenly saw a woman's body, a female corpse to be exact......

"Hey, hey?"

Zhong He tried to call twice, but the other party did not respond.

She fumbled out her phone from her pocket and took a picture of the other person's face, and her pupils dilated, and the phone almost slipped out of her hand......

Zhong He's expression froze for a moment.

The woman is dead.

She's pretty sure.

She began to hesitate to call the police, there was no sound around, there was no shadow of the murderer, and after a short period of deliberation, she put the phone back in her pocket.

If she calls the police, she will inevitably be taken to the police station as a witness, which is not a wonderful thing for her, whether she is as Huahua or Zhong He, this is not a trouble for her.

She's not a heroine who saves the universe, she's just an ordinary person walking at gunpoint in the crowd, she just needs to do her own thing.

What's more, even if she doesn't call the police, the news will be overwhelming tomorrow.

Returning to Chu's house with a heavy heart, Zhong He went directly into the wine room, she touched a few bottles of beer from the wine cabinet, found a bag and put it upstairs, she didn't want to drink too much, but if she didn't rely on alcohol anesthesia tonight, she might be difficult to sleep.

The dead woman's face came to mind over and over again, densely packed like a bug's bitten face......

When she left, the light in Chu Huaisheng's study was on, and when she came back, the light in the study was out.

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom, and some cleanliness was taking a shower again.

It's no wonder that he was possessed by earthworms twice in one night, which is sorry for his illness if he doesn't wash off the skin.

When Chu Huaisheng came out of the bathroom, he caught a glimpse of a person sitting on the sofa with a quilt on his head.

He just glanced at it coldly, crossed it directly, and when he dried his hair and lay down on the bed, a muffled voice came from the quilt: "I just went for a run......

Scold.

Running in the middle of the night, this woman's behavior really can't be viewed with normal people's thinking.

"Guess what I saw?"

That's it, do you still need to guess?

Chu Huaisheng snorted coldly, "What the hell." ”

"Have you ever heard of mad lice?"

At first glance, Chu Huaisheng, a mad lice, was stunned.

"I've heard your grandmother talk about it before. ”

"What, could it be that you bumped into him?"

Chu Huaisheng asked casually, expecting that it was impossible, but unexpectedly she replied: "I bumped into his murder scene." ”