Male God Please Lie Down

Yang Sen is dead, so Xiao Boyu will definitely not be happy.

Zhou Qingming had already figured it out clearly, and Xiao Boyu would definitely not let her go.

So at this time, she had nothing to do with Lu Wu.

"parking!"

Her voice suddenly became very indifferent.

"What's wrong!?"

Lu Wu stepped on the brakes and the car stopped.

"Don't find me in the future!"

Zhou Qingming got out of the car, dropped a word coldly, and hurriedly walked to the front.

Fortunately, there was a platform in front of her. She stood there and waited for a while before a car parked in front of her.

After Zhou Qingming got into the car, she turned her head and saw Lu Wu's car, but she still couldn't give up.

She sighed lowly and turned her head around.

"It's you!?"

At this time, the driver of the car saw Zhou Qingming's face clearly and was taken aback.

Zhou Qingming also recognized him as the taxi driver who sat by himself after Yang Sen proposed marriage that day.

After Zhou Qingming said the location, he turned his head to the side and looked at some street scenes on the side of the street.

The city at night, with a seductive and bright blur, makes people reluctant to move their eyes away.

The uncle driver was also a person who watched the latest news. He seemed to want to say a few words to Zhou Qingming, but he didn't know where to say it. The last one knew that Zhou Qingming got off the car.

Then he spoke again, "Girl, in this world, there is no barrier to pass!"

"Thank you, uncle!"

Zhou Qingming smiled and nodded, after paying the money, he turned around and left.

As she walked, Lu Wu drove the car, stopping behind her.

Walking all the way downstairs, Zhou Qingming walked in first.

Lu Wu hurried to park.

The community they live in is still the old one, with only six floors and no elevators.

Zhou Qingming lives on the third floor. Just as she walked in, she noticed something was wrong. The sensor light on the first floor was gone.

It's almost ten o'clock in the evening now, and it's the twelfth lunar month again. At this time, there are no people.

There was a sound of echo when both feet stepped on the stairs.

When Zhou Qingming walked to the second floor, he suddenly stopped, feeling abrupt in his heart, as if something was about to happen.

After she stopped walking up, a black shadow suddenly rushed towards her, and she was directly pushed onto the stairs.

Fortunately, the head did not collide, but the neck was pushed up.

"Help!"

She just yelled this sound, and her neck was caught.

She shook her body desperately and waved her hands.

The power disparity between men and women is really great.

Zhou Qingming had already felt that she was deprived of oxygen, and in the next second, she was about to close her eyes, but she didn't expect that she would be so useless.

It's so useless to die.

"Let go!"

At this time, Lu Wu rushed up.

Zhou Qingming was loosened, and there was a fierce pain in her neck, and she was weak and limp here.

Even lying on the stairs, the body is very painful.

She didn't have the strength to stand up, her eyes narrowed slightly.

However, what he knew was that Lu Wu was fighting with that person. Although he could not see the person, Zhou Qingming also knew that that person must be Xiao Boyu.