After doing it in one go, a layer of sweat broke out on his body.

Shortly after putting the phone off and putting it back on the bedside table, Huang Caihong walked in with her wet hair.

Although she was very panicked, Chen Lijuan was still determined not to tell Caihong the secrets related to her cell phone behind her.

Chen Lijuan's excuse to shut down her phone immediately got Huang Caihong's understanding and support.

Retracting his hand holding the phone, Huang Caihong lay on his back on the bed, stretching comfortably. Before she could straighten her toes, Chen Lijuan urged her to get up quickly.

"You, how old are you? I don't know that you can't lie down to sleep when you're wet? Come over and I'll wipe it for you."

Huang Caihong's eyes narrowed into slits: "Juan'er, you are so nice to me!"

Facing Huang Caihong's back, Chen Lijuan couldn't smile calmly.

Speaking of Xue Zhengping.

He couldn't find Huang Caihong in the study, and he was confused and lost for a moment.

After doubt and loss, he decided to have an idea: Xiao Huang Xue is naughty!

Xiao Huang must have hid somewhere at home, waited for him to fall asleep in the middle of the night, and secretly took him to his bed!

Don’t the witches who fascinate scholars do this?

Scholars have a kind heart that is hard to resist, and he can't do anything about it.

Xiao Huang must have suddenly gained his mind and understood that there are actually not so many reasons to talk about between men and women. Just do it.

I was thinking a lot, and my thoughts were caught off guard and turned a corner.

Xue Zhengping thought again that a stubborn person might carry a knife to his bed!

Little Huang, who grew up in poverty, has always tended to hate evil.

That is a person who believes in the wrong, the blame and the debt!

Moreover, a woman's heart is inherently varied and elusive.

Didn’t his law firm take over a case? He was so angry that he bought a lot of money and asked only one, that is, to beat her husband into the disabled, and it would be best to take a wheelchair for the rest of her life. She kept it!

Thinking of this, Xue Zhengping felt cold all over and had no idea about it. Finding Xiao Huang became his top priority.

Xue Zhengping, who felt that his life was threatened, decisively abandoned the tradition of thrift and frugality, and turned on the lights in the house one by one like a whirlwind.

Ceiling lamp, floor lamp, desk lamp...

The interior is as bright as daytime.

While turning on the light, he shouted "Xiao Huang".

While shouting "Xiao Huang", he leaned his head and tiptoed.

I suddenly opened the wardrobe...

He suddenly lifted the sheet...

However, he opened the cover of the washing machine and still couldn't find Xiao Huang's trace.

There was a layer of sweat on my forehead.

Xue Zhengping's eyes became serious. He looked left and right, and he felt suspicious everywhere, but he could not find any suspicious evidence.

With his back against the wall, his breathing gradually became unstable.

He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Huang Caihong: "You come out, let's talk."

The reply to him was silent.

He simply called her.

The ringtone was just ringing and it was pressed off.

This undoubtedly aggravated his suspicion. He became more and more convinced that Xiao Huang was hiding somewhere indoors. This place may not be very secretive, but it must be his blind spot of cognition.

Since it is his blind spot, he is destined to be unable to find it.

Realizing this, Xue Zhengping felt powerless all over his body. He was frightened and gradually grabbed him.

It was clearly a bright room, but suddenly it added a sense of suspense and terror.

Xue Zhengping turned his brain quickly.

What should I do?

What should we do to minimize the possibility of being killed?

Holding the leaping temple with one hand, the mental worker Xue Zhengping forced himself to calm down.

After thinking for a few seconds, Xue Zhengping had a preliminary idea.

He rushed to the kitchen in a panic and began to count the knives on the cabinet shelf. It was obvious that there were only four knives of size, but his eyes were trembling and he could not count them.

As he counted, he slapped his forehead: "In order to paralyze me, she may have a weapon!"

No matter what, he should use defense instead of attacking.

Stumbling, Xue Zhengping ran into the bedroom, trembling with his hands, closing the bedroom door, locking it.

Not satisfied, he moved the bedside table to the door and blocked the door.

After doing all this, he searched again in the bedroom wardrobe and under the bed.

He even bent his fingers and knocked on the wall to see if they were hollow.

There was nothing to check, and he was physically and mentally exhausted, so Xue Zhengping lay in bed without hesitation.

I called Huang Caihong again and it was turned off.

I tossed and turned, sleepy, but I couldn't sleep, and I didn't dare to turn off the lights.

When the light was on, he was awake, staring and fell into his own nightmare.

There is a saying that rolls in Xue Zhengping's mind - don't do anything bad, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

He knew that he had done something wrong.

But so what if you know, you are not lucky enough to insist on changing.

When he was confused, Xue Zhengping lobbled himself that his bright future was already in front of him, while Xiao Huang was getting worse. He suddenly felt afraid today, not because he did something wrong. It was just because he was afraid that Xiao Huang would give up and implicate him in burial.

Maybe it was because of self-hypnosis, or maybe it was too late, Xue Zhengping finally fell asleep in a light.

The next day, the biological clock woke Xue Zhengping up.

He opened his eyes in a daze, his sleeping thoughts were still ignorant, and suddenly remembered the endgame of last night, which scared him so much that he immediately got up.

I fumbled up and down and found that there were many parts on my body, and then my heart was put into my stomach.

I focused my mind and could not hear any abnormal noise outside.

Thinking back to all the past night, I couldn't help but laugh.

With one leg folded across the bed and one leg hanging on the ground, Xue Zhengping began to reevaluate yesterday's story: Xiao Huang should have left by himself while he was negotiating with the person who was installing the door.

As for where Xiao Huang lives? He should be where he lived a few days ago.

Maybe she lives in the basement of her friend Chen Lijuan’s house, or maybe she stays in a cheap hotel that costs 30 or 50 yuan a night.

She ran away from home so resolutely, perhaps to attract his attention and sympathy.

Unfortunately, Xiao Huang is too naive and can't see that he actually has the capital to choose again.

Sighing, Xue Zhengping got up and left the bed.

He did something unreasonable to Xiao Huang, but the price of being a good person is too high.

It would be fine if there was no chance to choose. Now that the opportunity is in front of him, he would be more cruel to him if he wanted to refuse it for nothing.

Cao Cao was a hero in troubled times. Didn’t he say, “I would rather let the world down”?

This impetuous world allows him to live up to a woman who is unreliable and powerless, who is willing to let go of an unprofitable woman.

He moved the bedside table and opened the bedroom door. Knowing that there was no one in the room, Xue Zhengping still looked carefully.

The corridor is empty.

Listen again, the room is as quiet as the sound of nature.

Xue Zhengping left the bedroom, walked all the way, turned off the lights all the way - those lights that had been on all night.

Suddenly, a figure fell into his eyes.

His adrenaline suddenly surged and his limbs were stiff.
Chapter completed!