"That's good, that's good. Pei Shiqi patted his chest, a big stone in his heart was finally gone, and this came and went quickly.

didn't wait for Pei Shiqi to secretly rejoice for long, Bae Zhuhyun, who had been holding back his smile before, finally couldn't hold back his outburst, laughing like a silver bell, and the picturesque smile made Pei Shiqi lose his mind for a short time.

Her emotions spread like a flood rapidly, and even Pei Shiqi swept away her previous unhappiness.

She kept patting Pei Shiqi on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "I played it, who told you to do this to me just now, ha, no, I want to laugh when I think of your confused expression just now." ”

"......" Strangely, when Pei Shiqi heard her words, he was not angry or angry that he was being tricked by her, on the contrary, he was very happy, happy that she could laugh out loud so unscrupulously.

"By the way, the clothes I piled up in the washing machine didn't wash, eh~ I know, well, it's okay if it's not washed, it's good if it's not washed. Pei Shiqi was a little demonic, and he was smirking there alone.

His pile of clothes is not only as simple as a coat, but also a shirt and underwear, and then if it is Bae Joo-hyun, he always feels weird, and he will be a little shorter in front of her.

Pei Shiqi's serious coat before he took off was as stunned as ever, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became stronger, and she deliberately said in a tone mixed with the kind of young lady deceiving the children's lollipop,

"Hmm~ We are so tired of studying in the world, how can we not help us do some housework in the world?"

"What...... What? You washed all those clothes?" Bae Shiji's eyes widened, and he looked at the smiling Bae Joo-hyun in surprise.

"Hmm!" she nodded heavily, like a child who had just scored 100 on an exam wanted to be complimented by his parents.

This little fox can't hide the cunning in his eyes, this Nizi has been planned. Even staying down is estimated to be in her plan, but it seems that Pei Shiqi agreed too quickly, and the chips that were originally going to make him agree are useless.

That can't be wasted, it can only be used to bomb the current Pei Shiji.

It seems that the effect is not bad.

Pei Shiqi hurriedly stood up and rushed to the balcony, and sure enough, it was neat and tidy, and all of them fell, and even ......

He returned to the table in frustration, looking at the rather delicate dinner he had made, with no appetite at all, and felt that the image he had worked so hard to create had collapsed.

In front of her, she was still a child.

…………

In a villa in JN District,

Some are driving home, and for some, this is a good time for them to hunt.

"Ahh

Because this is an independent courtyard, there are not too many people nearby, and it is not like an ordinary residential building, as long as there is a slight movement, you can hear it, and this kind of thing is almost impossible to see in rich areas.

The living room of the villa is softly lit, and next to the coffee table lies a scantily clad girl, who is none other than Park Kyung-ho's girlfriend Em-mi, her eyes are wide and her hands are casually on the ground. Sitting next to her is none other than today's protagonist, Park Kyung-ho.

He looked down at the white, clean, slender hands of the perennial obscene piano that he had once been proud of, and it was these hands that pushed him into the endless abyss.

"Did I kill someone? I ...... I just killed her?" He still doesn't want to believe the facts that just happened, he admits that he is usually a bit of a fool, likes to bully people, and only takes drugs himself, but he has never brought anyone harm. His habit of taking drugs was brought out by others.

But no matter how much he quibbled and comforted himself in his heart, the body that began to bubble up with blood from the back of his head and gradually lost its cold body was constantly reminding him,

As long as it is murder, the judge will never fail to sentence him because he killed someone by mistake.

He touched his forehead, the thick bangs on his forehead seemed to interfere with his vision a little, he desperately tried to lift it up, no matter how he got it, he could only hold on for a while, and finally lay down.

Now even his hair doesn't go his way.

He felt as if all his strength had been drained, and he had a free hand to support his already exhausted body, but it felt as if it had touched some warm liquid.

He picked it up and looked at it—blood!

Park Kyung-ho hurriedly got up, escaped from this living room, ran to the bathroom, frantically rinsed his hands, used hand sanitizer over and over again, and scrubbed his hands vigorously.

"Xiba, why can't you wash it off, Hey. Park Kyung-ho cursed in a low voice, "Bastard!"

He looked up at himself in the mirror and muttered, "I can't go to jail, I can't! ”

Park Kyung-ho took a deep breath, dried his hands with a towel, and tried to calm down.

He has to live, he still has a long way to go, he must not fall here, all the stumbling blocks that hinder him from going on, all must be dealt with!