Sadomasochism of a wealthy family: the CEO's favorite

Shen Yumo stayed in his room, looking at the collected documents, not knowing what he should do for a while.

It wasn't because the situation in front of him was too difficult that he was at a loss, but because the situation was too simple, Shen Yumo didn't know which one he should use, the simpler way to choose.

At present, Niannian has put Pei La's biggest shortcoming in front of him, which is equivalent to cutting open his entire back and hanging a sword. In this case, Zou Shihao only needs to think about one more thing in his heart. A sword would fall down, hurting Yearn hurting Pela.

On the other hand, it is not particularly difficult for Shen Yumo to solve these people's complicated problems through Alan's time.

After all, the matter of him now and the former captain of the patrol team running with his head hanging are no longer the same thing.

The person he used to be has changed drastically from the person he is now.

Zou Shihao was very clear about what he wanted?So much so that Shen Yumo has now become a habit by him.

Before you do anything, think about what you really want.
He coughed hard a few times, and when Shen Yumo came back again, he really felt a tickle in his throat, as if there were a group of small ants crawling over in groups, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

The nose was grumbling again, but it gave Shen Yumo a strange feeling, as if he was already sick now.

Blinking his eyes, looking at the opposite side of himself, Shen Yumo finally found that the tip of the nose of the person in the mirror was red and his eyes were bloodshot. Then he finally confirmed his body, and the situation is not particularly good now.

"You said before, no matter how sick I am in the future? You will stay by my side and tell me to take medicine and take good care of me."

Curling himself into a small ball, Shen Yumo buried himself in the quilt fiercely, raised his head and looked in the direction opposite to him, his eyes were empty for a while, he didn't know how to express his feelings.

It was as if she was being pulled by a thread in her heart, and Shen Yumo would involuntarily drift past, and when she came to her senses again, she saw that standing opposite her was Zou Shihao whom she had been thinking about day and night.

"Why don't you come to see me?"

Tremblingly, he stretched out his hand towards Zou Shihao to Shen Yumo, but he didn't know if it was because of fear, just a dream, or for some other reason?He didn't dare to reach out and touched Zou Shihao.

It's as if the one standing opposite is just a picture scroll assembled with foam, and a little force can poke him to pieces.

Looking at his side with a blank look in his eyes made Shen Yumo look a little more sluggish and less agile, as if he was a puppet made by people.

The long lotus root pink dress was draped over her calves, and she looked even more icy and delicate when viewed from a distance.

The temperature in the air seemed to be slowly rising, but Shen Yumo himself really didn't feel much.

She just felt that her body was getting colder and colder, as if she had been thrown into ashes, and then evaporated by the residual heat, so that she finally dissipated.

When Shen Yumo woke up from the bed again, it was already the next morning.

Simply because the news of Xiaoxiao's disappearance spread like wildfire during this period, it made a few more people come to look for Shen Yumo, which attracted the attention of the uncle guard.

By the time everyone found out that Shen Yumo was not there, Shen Yumo's fever had reached 41 degrees.

In a hurry, he took medicine to reduce his fever, and slowly let her body temperature cool down. This process made the past life busy.

Fortunately, they did not directly conduct in-depth inspection and detection of Shen Yumo's blood, otherwise they would definitely find that something was wrong.

"Are you awake?"

Joanna's excited voice rang in Shen Yumo's ears, making him a little at a loss when the time came.

Staring blankly, Shen Yumo looked up at the cloud-like lamp above his head, and Shen Yumo suddenly sat up from the bed.

"Zou Shihao!"

It's just that his body may be weak due to his constant illness, Shen Yumo has no choice but to really struggle out of that collapse, but his whole face is pale, and he can't even sit there with his own strength.

Blinking his eyes, Shen Yumo felt a little dazed for a moment.

So what the hell is going on here?
The real Zou Shihao in the dream made Shen Yumo lose his sanity.

That clear touch and warm feeling is definitely Zou Shihao, but why doesn't he look at himself?
Shen Yumo closed his eyes slightly, ignoring so many people present, he only thought of Zou Shihao in his heart.

In the dream, when Shen Yumo rushed towards the opposite person, he could indeed feel his heartbeat and body temperature, but at that time Zou Shihao really didn't think much about it.

And Shen Yumo was immersed in his own self-doubt, and he didn't think this matter was so strange.

It wasn't until the two hugged and kissed each other, and then pulled each other unwilling to let go, that Shen Yumo felt a little dazed.

He can guarantee that such a thing never existed in his limited memory.

But the more this is the case, the more strange it will be. Since things that have never happened before, why do they appear in their dreams?
What's more, it's still a not so good dream.
In his dream, Shen Yumo remembered that he seemed to have been pierced through his heart with some kind of steel bar, and the person opposite Zou Shihao who looked very similar, was under his protection and stepped aside.

But Shen Yumo remembered it clearly. The moment he flashed past, it seemed that a bullet had passed through his scalp, and then it seemed that he heard some sharp shouts, which made Shen Yumo unable to concentrate again. After thinking about it, I had to slowly open my eyes and wake up to look at the world.

Coughing hard, Shen Yumo's hoarse voice made the doctors sitting opposite all frowned.

"Young man, you have to take good care of your body. Don't just rely on your good foundation to do whatever you want."

Hearing this serious voice suddenly, Shen Yumo couldn't help frowning his brows while criticizing him.

Looking up at the serious and meticulously combed old man opposite him, with a loudspeaker stuck in his chest, Shen Yumo couldn't help but rolled his eyes.