Counting the days, Qiao Chuxia suddenly felt fear in her heart. If she remembered correctly, today was the hundredth day since Luo Cangzhi's accident. She had heard people say before that there are seven firsts after death, but she didn't know one hundred.

Does God have anything to say?

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. At first she wanted to look back and check, but now she didn't dare at all. She held the cup and walked sideways to the bedroom step by step, with her back to the direction of the sound.

She moved carefully, and just when her hand was about to push open the bedroom door, a strong force came from behind. Her feet were already unstable, and she was hit by this force, and she threw herself forward.

Fortunately, the entire floor of the guest room was covered with blankets. She didn't feel any particular pain when she fell to the floor, but her elbows hurt a little. Just as she was about to get up, she felt severe pain in her waist, and a big hand pressed her down.

waist!

It was like a sharp and long nail, nailing her to the ground. At first, she just suspected that someone had entered the room. At this moment, she was sure that someone had slipped in, and it was probably not Ruan Peizhe. With the current situation,

Given the situation, there was no need for him to be sneaky at all

"After all the hard work, don't you worry about ghosts knocking on your door at night?"

The low and hoarse voice came, which was particularly terrifying at midnight. Qiao Chuxia shivered and was a little unsure. She wanted to wait for the other party to say a few more words, but he stopped talking.

"Don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. People are much scarier than ghosts. It's just that some ghosts are easier to see, but people are more difficult to see."

Qiao Chuxia grabbed the hair on the carpet with her fingers and slowly tightened it, with a bit of anger. If it was really him, then he really could hold his nerve and actually waited for a hundred days!

"There is a saying that the King of Hell is easy to deal with, but some ghosts cannot be underestimated. What do you think?"

Some of the strength on her waist was removed. Just as Qiao Chuxia was about to move, she was suppressed again. Although the pain was less, she still couldn't get up.

"What on earth do you want to say? After enduring it for three months, are you going to pretend to be a ghost with me here? Luo Cangzhi, are you too calm or have no heart?!"

She punched the ground hatefully, and her sore eyes suddenly swelled and hurt. She could no longer hold the tears, and they all poured out. All the big tears fell on the carpet, and the carpet was very absorbent.

All the water was sucked in, but the color became darker.

"Can you shed a few tears and say a few words of grievance to pretend that all the things you have done never happened? Oh, Qiao Chuxia, do you think you are still a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl acting in a play?"

Obviously the other party didn't buy it. Qiao Chuxia was shocked when she heard it. She immediately held back her tears and said in a cold voice: "Since you are not dead, you will definitely not let it go. But I will not refuse to pay for what I have done. It was indeed the person I paid to you that day."

You fired, but I definitely didn’t collude with Ruan Peizhe in advance. Maybe he thought I would agree, but I wouldn’t kill one bad guy for another bad guy. You two are not good people. Oh, can I do it? "
Chapter completed!