Sadomasochism of a wealthy family: the CEO's favorite

The elegant posture instantly made Shen Yumo's attitude towards this person a bit higher, and the unreasonable joy in his heart made Shen Yumo's heart beat a few more times.

Gently patted his face, Shen Yumo smiled lightly, habitually brought mint leaves, and directly added ice water.

It seemed to be a conditioned reflex action. This posture was almost the result of Shen Yumo doing it many times. When a glass of mint water was brought in front of Zou Shihao, not only Zou Shihao, but even Shen Yumo was a little dazed.

"Sorry, I thought it might be better this way."

Looking at Zou Shihao's expression with a slightly flushed face, Shen Yumo was a little embarrassed. After all, he came to the house as a guest, so he made a glass of ice mint water for him. Anyone would feel that this host is not dedicated.

Originally thinking that Zou Shihao would walk away, who knew that Zou Shihao took a meaningful look at the mint water on the table, and took a sip without any disgust.

"Good."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Shen Yumo breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them faced each other in the living room, neither of them spoke, and the air didn't seem too embarrassing.

The cool breath of mint calmed down Zou Shihao's originally tense mood in an instant. Looking at the woman sitting across from him through the cup, Zou Shihao felt that the weirdness in his heart increased even more.

Why is there always a strange feeling about this woman?

Frowning, he put down the cup in his hand calmly. The emerald green mint leaves were particularly conspicuous in the transparent cup, but Zou Shihao's eyes seemed to see the distant past through the cup.

It seems that a long time ago, there was a person who soaked himself in mint water in this way.

"If you drink like this, your stomach will get worse."

Jiao Chen's words almost instantly made Zou Shihao feel a sharp pain in his temple, staring at the woman in front of him, unable to speak for a while.

"Mr. Zou? Mr. Zou?"

Stretching out his hand and shaking in front of Zou Shihao, Shen Yumo looked at Zou Shihao's face, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Zou Shihao seemed to be in great pain, clutching his head tightly, his brows and eyes were tightly knit together, causing Shen Yumo's heart to ache violently for no reason.

I don't want this man to become like this, I can't.

There seemed to be a consciousness in Shen Yumo's mind that kept urging Shen Yumo's ear, and Shen Yumo immediately walked towards Zou Shihao, gently placed his hand on his temple, and helped him massage.

The familiar fragrance wafted in Zou Shihao's world again, and Zou Shihao's heart seemed to settle down directly at this moment, and no one felt that there was any problem here.

When the severe pain in Zou Shihao's mind completely disappeared, Shen Yumo's hand was still on Zou Shihao's temple.

Almost reflexively pinched Shen Yumo's hand, feeling the uneven texture, Zou Shihao couldn't help frowning.

"What's going on here."

Only then did Shen Yumo realize that something was wrong, and pulled his wrist back from Zou Shihao's hand like a conditioned reflex, which made Zou Shihao couldn't help frowning.

"It's nothing, it seems that it was accidentally scratched in a car accident."

The perfunctory language did not let Zou Shihao let go of this topic. Instead, he took advantage of Shen Yumo's discomfort and concentrated on looking at Shen Yumo's arm. As expected, he saw the usual mark on Shen Yumo's arm.

Seeing that Shen Yumo didn't want to talk, Zou Shihao narrowed his eyes, stood up and left without saying anything.

"It's a lot of trouble today."

Slightly nodding to Shen Yumo, Zou Shihao strode out of the villa without giving Shen Yumo any chance to keep him. When Shen Yumo reacted and chased him out, Zou Shihao's car outside had just started, and it flew directly in front of Shen Yumo's eyes. disappeared.

"who are you?"

Confusedly looking at the person who had disappeared, Shen Yumo walked into the living room in a daze, looked at the lonely cup of mint tea on the table, and his back broke out in cold sweat for a moment.

Nervously picking up the teacup and walking towards the kitchen, seeing the mint leaves being thrown into the trash can, Shen Yumo's heart seemed to be thrown directly into the trash can in an instant.

When Zou Shihao drove all the way back to the hotel where he lived, the sky was already slightly dark, and Xiao Xiao didn't stay here long ago.

Casually pulling off his tie, Zou Shihao sat directly on the sofa, looking at the radiant chandelier above his head, feeling a little mysterious in his whole being.

"I want all the information about Vivian."

Tilting his head and saying such a sentence to the person standing behind him, Zou Shihao didn't say any more words, but this sentence directly made the man standing behind Zou Shihao change his face slightly Before Zou Shihao found out, he turned around and left the room.

According to the previous explanation from Xiao Xiao and himself, Zou Shihao is quite different.

The man directly sent a message to Xiao Xiao, and then mobilized the entire Fenghuo people to check for the boss who suddenly appeared Vivian, even though the boss never said that he was looking for that, but the man still called all the women named Vivian Searched it up, waiting for the boss to check.

Ever since Zou Shihao left, Shen Yumo has fallen into a chaotic state, as if he had a fever, he was in a daze, and his whole body was a little fluttering, almost making Shen Yumo unable to control his body .

He fell to the ground with a "boom", and Shen Yumo couldn't get up from the ground by himself, as if he couldn't control his whole body.

Cold, so cold, why is it so cold.

The overwhelming air-conditioning penetrated directly into Shen Yumo's heart along the floor, breaking through Shen Yumo's last line of defense almost instantly.

"Come on."

A weak voice popped out of Shen Yumo's mouth like a kitten, and the cold that was about to collapse Shen Yumo completely defended Shen Yumo.

With so many people in the whole villa, no one noticed that Shen Yumo had fallen on the bedroom floor by himself.

After bursts of cold, Shen Yumo could only feel bursts of severe tingling pain, as if someone had stuck a steel needle straight into the crevice of his bones, making Shen Yumo so painful that he wanted to roll on the spot.

There seemed to be something in his mind that wanted to struggle to jump out, Shen Yumo hugged his hair tightly and did not make a sound.

In the dark place, a pair of hands grabbed towards Shen Yumo, almost scratching off the skin of Shen Yumo's body.

"It hurts."

Unconsciously curled up into a small ball, Shen Yumo lay on the cold floor in a daze, feeling the heaviness and coldness that invaded all his nerves, but he would never get any salvation.

The days of waiting were long, and Shen Yumo hardly knew how long it took him to recover from his own world, but when he opened his eyes, the sky was slightly dark, and the whole room was a blur.