The host is broken

Chapter 609 Possessing the President (1)

When Su Shumo returned to the chaos again, there were many more light spots floating in the chaos. They were abandoned by humans, but they were still like a careless child, happily swaying up and down in the chaos with.

There are more and more evil thoughts in the human world. These light spots, without a place to stay, floated into the chaos and settled down in the chaos.

The moment Su Shumo saw Mieshi, she smelled a trace of sweet breath from him, which formed an extremely sharp contrast with the strong smell of evil desire emitted by him. Su Shumo raised her eyebrows:
"What have you done?"

He actually had the sweet smell she had been looking for all along, Su Shumo's eyes narrowed, with a hint of persuasion.

Mieshi's eyes flickered and wandered:
"did not do anything."

He didn't expect Su Shumo's sense of smell to be so keen. He just played against the little follower, and she even smelled it.

Su Shumo stared at him again, and after a while, she quietly withdrew her gaze, with a flash of light in her eyes:
"Start to the next plane."

She didn't believe in Mieshi, and knew that Mieshi would not tell the truth, but knowing that he had contact with that sweet smell was enough.

Sooner or later, she will find that sweet thing that makes her salivate.

After Su Shumo left, Mie Shi recalled the look in Su Shumo's eyes, and his spine shivered.

Su Shumo can't be allowed to find a little follower, absolutely not!

In the chaos, those jumping spots of light seemed to smell a slight breath of death. They were not contaminated with any evil thoughts, and they were pure and beautiful, clinging to the injured place of Mieshi. Those light spots carried a warm temperature, and the wound of Mieshi He recovered quickly, and when he turned around, he saw the originally bright spots of light. They had dimmed a lot, but they were still joyously joyous...

……

How deep can you love someone?
Put her hair close to the heart.

Made her bones into a tail ring and put it on her finger.

Engraved her own figure in her pupils.

How deep can you love someone?

He probably wanted to kill her, and then, her breath was stained between his lips and teeth, and her blood flowed in his body.

As soon as Su Shumo entered the plane, she uttered a meaningful tut because of the plot of the plane.

This time she was wearing a standard female protagonist's body, and the male protagonist was an enhanced-level coquettish, paranoid and domineering president.

His feelings for the heroine are very complicated, not love, but a kind of strong possessiveness that has become pathological.

And this possessive desire only stems from the sweet smile the original owner gave him when the two were young. Although it was just a smile, to the unloved Fu Jiuli, it was a breeze in the scorching sun. A pot of hot wine, he wanted that smile, he wanted that person.

Therefore, Fu Jiuli killed the scumbag father, killed the green tea stepmother, and became the youngest helm of the Murphy Consortium. After taking office, Fu Jiuli made a bold move into the financial industry. Shares in forty commercial banks and investment companies.

Even the financial crisis that country z just passed, if the Murphy Group had not injected a large amount of funds, many financial institutions in country z would have been swallowed up and destroyed by this financial catastrophe.

As the helm of the Murphy Consortium, although Fu Jiuli has lost his ability to move and can only rely on a wheelchair, this does not prevent him from becoming the male god that thousands of girls in country Z yearn for. He is even fantasized by girls because of his disability. He became the sick and noble son in the novel.

Rich, handsome, and handicapped, Fu Jiuli combines these characteristics, but also hides an extremely terrifying and strong possessive desire.

After he became the helm of the Murphy Consortium, he imprisoned the original owner by his side. A chain restricted the freedom of the original owner, but he was still not satisfied, and wanted to get the original owner completely. In the end, this abnormal possessive desire, Drive the original owner crazy.

But Fu Jiuli is like a devil. Even if he drives the original owner crazy, he still panics and worries that the original owner will leave him one day. Therefore, in order to really get the original owner, he takes the original owner...

ate.

Su Shumo didn't continue to sort out, she pressed the center of her eyebrows and waited for a long time before she came back.

It has to be said that the hero of this plane is simply a lunatic.

But in the current plot, when Fu Jiuli married the original owner back home, he has not yet shown his pathological possessiveness, and naturally he has not used chains to restrict the original owner's actions.

However, in order to let the original owner stay at home, in order to let her have only herself in her life, Fu Jiuli added a drug that would gradually weaken the body to the original owner's meals.

In this way, the original owner would not be able to travel far or work because of his sickness, and could only stay in the cold villa, like Lin Daiyu, looking at the fallen leaves and the birds in the sky every day, feeling infinitely sentimental.

As soon as Su Shumo got out of bed, she felt dizzy for a while, and then collapsed powerlessly on the bed.

Falling on the bed, Su Shumo sighed, and pressed the center of her eyebrows helplessly.

Damn it, how much medicine did this Fu Jiuli give the original owner, and he didn't even have the strength to get out of bed.

Using a little magic power to eliminate the dizziness caused by a little medicine, Su Shumo supported her body and got out of bed with difficulty. Just as she reached the door, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a wheelchair came into view. The hand on the wheelchair is thin and sickly white, as if carved out of snow.

The man was very good-looking, but under his eye sockets, there was a layer of light black, which formed a strong contrast with his almost transparent white skin. He was wearing a high-end tailored suit, with a straight waist and a decent shoulder line. , making the man look like a vampire walking out of the ancient European castle in the twilight.

Morbid, handsome, evil.

"Shu Mo, where are you going?"

The man spoke, his voice was slightly hoarse and cold.

"I'm hungry."

Su Shumo looked at him condescendingly and replied.

Fu Jiuli frowned, looking at Su Shumo who was half taller than him, his neck hurt a little.

In the past, Su Shumo was always on the bed, and he could look down at her slightly every time.

But now, looking up at her, Fu Jiuli couldn't help but clenched his hand on the handlebar of the wheelchair. The protruding joints were faintly whitish, and only the very ends of the joints were tinged with a hint of red, just like The bloody light flickered in his eyes:
"Shu Mo, you're not feeling well, go back to bed and lie down, I'll make a meal and bring it to you."

As Fu Jiuli said, he wanted to pull Su Shumo's hand, Su Shumo stepped back, avoiding his outstretched hand lightly and skillfully.

Fu Jiuli's hands froze, and the smile on the corner of his lips became a bit sinister, but it followed Su Shumo's meaning:
"Shu Mo, let's go down to eat."

"Okay, I'll push you down."

At the end of Su Shu's reply, without waiting for Fu Jiuli to speak, she went around behind him, raised her hand, and slowly pushed the wheelchair downstairs.

　Since I wrote a slightly sadistic side story yesterday, I feel that I like the sadistic plot more and more, so... um...

　　
　
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