I'll run away when I see the president

Chapter 298 How Good Someone Cares
Zhou Shuhao tossed and turned for nearly [-] hours, and finally returned home. He was still dressed in a suit, but his whole body revealed his demeanor—wretched.

It's comparable to when I was shot three times and took five right-hand men through the rainforest two years ago.

Ah K's face was pale, he was probably in imminent disaster...

Just say that I forgot something these days.

Zhou Shuhao was not at home, and Ah K became Li Xiaohuan's good playmates. Li Xiaohuan and Lin Qingyun were happy every day, and they went shopping to buy clothes.

Ah K really felt that he was not so tired during the special forces training back then, and women are definitely more terrifying than hail of bullets.

Every night, he lay paralyzed on the bed and didn't even want to write in the shower. He could only think about whether he should determine the position of the boss while he was half asleep. However, before he woke up the next day, Li Xiaohuan came to knock on the door again.

Seeing Zhou Shuhao's distressed appearance, Ah K probably knew that the boss's journey might not be so wonderful.

Zhou Shuhao never mentioned the experience of the past two days - he was ashamed to mention it.

Zhou Shuhao fished Yuan Qingxi out of the river and was drenched all over. How could Zhou Shuhao, such a shameless person, go home so wet and be ridiculed by Lin Hai? Yuan Qingxi expressed the hope that Mr. Zhou would not dislike her little one. bathroom.

Zhou Shuhao didn't know whether it was because of his obsession with ghosts, or because he was in such a good mood, that he actually followed Yuan Qingxi into a dilapidated neighborhood.

The house is a bit small, but the layout inside is quite cozy. Zhou Shuhao looked around, and was about to turn around and say something to Yuan Qingxi, when he was greeted harshly on the back of his head.

At the moment when his eyes turned black and fell down, Zhou Shuhao's only thought was: kill her to silence her.

The number one boss of the largest branch of the mafia, he was assassinated by a powerless little girl with a vase. It is estimated that the name of the mafia boss will change hands.

Zhou Shuhao was lying on Yuan Qingxi's bed when he woke up, and she had a conscience, letting him lie on the ground every time.

But all the valuables on Zhou Shuhao's body, including rings, soaked watches, cufflinks... were not taken away. To be precise, Zhou Shuhao was lying on a girl's bed wearing only a pair of boxer briefs.

Zhou Shuhao felt that he was deeply insulted, but what can he do?

Zhou Shuhao experienced for the first time what a lamb waiting to be slaughtered is.

Can't wait, can't wait, Zhou Shuhao is hungry and waiting for Yuan Qingxi to come back to cook after pawning all his clothes, Zhou Shuhao is still very relieved about this woman, after all, if she really has anything else If you think about it, Zhou Shuhao gave her too many opportunities.

Even at that time, Zhou Shuhao saw that the little locomotive was Yuan Qingxi who stood still. Otherwise, how could a killer who had undergone the most rigorous training let strangers touch his body casually.

Zhou Shuhao had met him when he was a child. The pen in the hand of a kind-hearted and gentle female teacher suddenly stabbed dazzling knives and attacked him.

The moment the door lock was turned, Zhou Shuhao woke up. In the dark room, the face of the person who came in could not be seen clearly, only a black figure was walking towards the bedroom, dragging his pace with exhaustion.

Zhou Shuhao slapped on the bedside lamp with anger.

Yuan Qingxi was so stunned by the sudden light that she couldn't open her eyes, and after getting used to it, she covered her face and refused to let go of her hands.

"Yuan Qingxi!"

Facing Zhou Shuhao's roar, Yuan Qingxi shook her shoulders, she really had no choice...

Zhou Shuhao raised his hand, Yuan Qingxi shielded his head with his frightened hands, revealing his livid little face, Zhou Shuhao stopped his movements.

"Who hit it?"

Zhou Shuhao had a gloomy face. Although he did all kinds of evil and was not a good person, beating a woman was a restricted area.

It turned out that Zhou Shuhao wanted to turn on the air conditioner, but Yuan Qingxi let it go in embarrassment, she was too timid.

The air conditioner dinged, and the cool wind poured down from the top of the head. Within two seconds, the dilapidated air conditioner began to pant heavily. After struggling for a while, it finally creaked and died.

Now Yuan Qingxi was even more embarrassed, she didn't know where to put her hands.

"I said, who hit it?"

"I fell... I fell..."

If Zhou Shuhao could trust her, his life would have been in vain for so many years, but seeing Yuan Qingxi's pitiful appearance, let's put aside the pawning of his things first, lest people say that he bullies women, and then there are people who love to spread rumors and say yes He beat Yuan Qingxi like this, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

During the period before Yuan Qingxi came back, Zhou Shuhao had searched this dilapidated small apartment countless times. Except for the overhead lights, there were basically no electrical appliances in the house. There was nothing he could barely make ends meet.

It’s hard to hope for people to come back now, but it’s getting late, and the clothing store is probably closed long ago, so let’s wait until dawn tomorrow.

Isn't this woman just asking for money?

Yuan Qingxi and Zhou Shuhao's bad relationship can't be finished for days and nights. Yuan Qingxi is a woman Zhou Shuhao has never slept with, and she is also a woman who makes him have no interest in sleeping.

But right now, Zhou Shuhao wants to know when Ah K will find out that he is missing and save him from suffering.

"It's beautiful, it's no different from yours at all."

Zhou Shuhao looked at the ill-fitting suit with black lines on his face, thank her for not buying a set of floral shorts worn by the uncle who bought jackfruit downstairs, rough fabric, rough workmanship, Zhou Shuhao couldn't stand the red clothes like plastic bags. tie up.

Just such a set of tattered clothes that can't be called a suit, Yuan Qingxi dared to ask him for 20 yuan, begging like crazy!

"Supply exceeds demand, this is a seller's market, do you want it or not!"

Zhou Shuhao gritted his teeth, and when he went back, Yuan Qingxi would feel better.

Seeing Zhou Shuhao gritted his teeth and couldn't do anything to her, Yuan Qingxi laughed until the corner of his mouth hurt.

Lin Hai hugged Li Xiaohuan, like a child tightly hugging his favorite doll.

Woohoo, it feels so good to be worried.

Lin Hai felt that the next time Zhou Shuhao and him flaunted being single and chic, they must use this matter to get back. What's wrong with being controlled by others?

Even if Lin Hai didn't reply to Li Xiaohuan's news for 5 minutes, Li Xiaohuan would already be thinking about idol dramas and police movies. , action scenes...

The slight dissatisfaction that had been instilled at first disappeared as Zhou Shuhao was deflated. Lin Hai really felt that his wife is a fairy!
Yuan Qingxi is not stupid, at this time of course it is time to run away, even if Zhou Shuhao offered a price of tens of millions, Yuan Qingxi would not be fooled, money is precious, and the price of illness is even higher.

(End of this chapter)