The Paranoid President's Little Wife

Chapter 212 The Crazy Gu Sihan

boom--

The car door closed, locking him and her.

An aggressive hormonal burst burst in the hormones.

Gu Sihan tugged on his tie, revealing his sharp and powerful collarbone.

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Mi Xiner trembled instinctively: "Gu Sihan, where are you taking me?"

Gu Sihan's eyebrows gathered treacherous affection, and his big hands with well-defined bones stroked Mi Xiner's hair tenderly.

"I just want to be with Bao'er forever."

"A place just for the two of us."

Mi Xiner's heart skipped a beat, she suppressed the frenzied emotions in her heart, and was about to jump out.

beep--

Suddenly, Mi Xiner's cell phone rang.

The gazes of the two fell on it at the same time, showing that Mi Zhengguo and Su Wan's eyelashes trembled, and the "Mi Xin'er" in the original book actually gave his brother his indifferent full name.

It seems that "Mi Xin'er" is not as brainless as described in the original book, obeying the advice of the scumbag brother and scumbag sister-in-law.

A pair of big bony hands answered the call, and a middle-aged male voice came out eagerly: "Xin'er, brother saw you and Gu Sihan on the headlines of the news, did you finally hide it from him?"

He smiled sinisterly: "It's true that you listened to the elder brother. You can't confront Gu Sihan head-on. You have to figure it out slowly. First gain his trust, and then find a way to escape."

Gu Sihan squeezed the phone hard, as if to break it, the muscles in his arms were strong and tense.

The dark pupils reveal the blood-red epilepsy.At the bottom of the eyes, there is an abyss of pain hidden, which is beyond redemption.

The tip of his lips was twitching in self-mocking, and his voice was hoarse: "So, Bao'er, everything is an illusion."

The man pulled his tie viciously, his well-defined chest convulsed, and the dark-toned shirt couldn't hide the molten liquid in his heart.

It's hot and intense.

His internal organs were burned so badly that he couldn't wish to live.

He lowered his eyelids, and the affection in his eyebrows and eyes was clearly visible: "Bao'er, I thought I had already moved you."

"But I know, no."

"I know, too, that you hate me. But I will love you, so much, so much."

The tip of Mixin'er's heart was stabbed, and dense pain was spreading.

She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Perhaps, she really felt sorry for Gu Sihan.

Gu Sihan suddenly opened his eyes, and the dark pupils swept across

With a paranoid hurricane.

So surly, so cruel.

He has a calm voice, but hides a ferocious beast.

"So, the tears you shed for me are fake."

"So, the medicine you gave me is fake."

"So, your softened attitude is fake."

"Bao'er, it's all fake, everything is planned by you."

Every time he uttered a fake word, the ending sound trembled fiercely, as if he had stabbed Gu Sihan hard in the heart, and the blood was dripping.

Mixin'er's eyes flickered with water, and her voice was soft: "Gu Sihan"

Gu Sihan's eyes are deep, with Mixiner's beautiful little face imprinted on it.

His expression was vague, showing morbid affection, and he smiled sullenly: "Bao'er, it is absolutely impossible for you to escape from my palm."

Mixin'er's heart trembled fiercely, she just had such an intuition: Gu Sihan's illness has penetrated into the bones.

Gu Sihan half-closed his misty eyes, opened his thin lips slightly, and kissed Mi Xiner's hair.

side of her ear.

her cheeks.

The deep and delicate love is released to the extreme: "Bao'er, it would be great if you could be like the puppet doll in the window."

"Be quiet and stay by my side obediently."

But after all, it is a puppet without thought and soul.

Mi Xiner took a deep breath to calm herself down: "Gu Sihan, don't do this."

"You can't get sick anymore, it just gets worse and worse."

Gu Sihan's eye sockets were blood red, and the wings of his nose were fluttering, lingering with redness.

(End of this chapter)