Fast time travel: Attack the villain, the villain takes advantage of her beauty

In the villa room.

Through the full-screen monitor, Sheng Wu saw the car that had entered the villa area and was slowly approaching. His eyes darkened, and his face, which was as beautiful as an angel, was covered with a layer of haze and excitement.

That is, the lunatic found the joy of playthings.

soon.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Miss, the psychiatrist is here."

Hearing this, Sheng Wu turned around slowly and walked out of the room, with that harmless look on her face again.

"OK, thanks."

Well, she is a polite and good child.

Sheng Wu walked around the corridor and came to a room for guests.

When she opened the door, her eyes were not surprised.

"Hello, Shengwu." She curled her lips slightly, and her light-colored pupils shimmered softly.

Sheng Wu stretched out her hand.

"Hello."

"Chief hypnotist, Jimoli."

In the room, Jimoli, who was dressed in a neatly ironed black suit, was meticulous and extremely cold, and he was not surprised that his customer would be her.

He stood up, and the gentleman politely extended his hand to shake it back, and clicked as soon as possible.

Sheng Wu nodded, with a hint of slyness on her gentle face, like a little girl who found candy.

"I know, that's why I called you here."

Her tone was agile, her eyebrows were clear, and there was nothing ambiguous about what she said.

But after hearing it, it has a different meaning.

【Host, how do you know? 】Isn't it, hasn't transmitted the plot of the villain yet?

Sheng Wu's poisonous tongue [There is a good thing called a brain, but it's a pity you don't have it.Oh, there is another good thing, good Du Niang, unfortunately you can't either. 】

As an alumnus who was invited by University A and sat in the first row, how could there be no information on the Internet.

Hei Tuanzi sniffed [...] Silence is golden.

"Ah."

Hearing Sheng Wu's words, Jimo Li's cold and indifferent face still showed no reaction, and the gold rimless glasses on his face concealed the look in his eyes, making it even more obvious that he was not close to strangers.

Really cold.

However, the more he is so unmovable, the more Sheng Wu wants to see the crazy expression on his face because of himself.

The two sat down on the sofa.

"Miss Sheng, please tell me about your situation."

Jimoli took out a notebook and a pen slowly, with a businesslike voice.

His nose bridge is straight and straight, thin lips are crimson, and eyelashes are slender, reflecting a little light and shadow under the eyelids, showing the aura of a gentleman.

Sheng Wu sat opposite him, and the two kept a certain distance.

She raised her eyelids and looked at the flowers in the high mountain in front of her, her tone was troubled.

"I haven't had a good rest recently, and I always feel like I've forgotten something important."

Jimo Li lowered his eyes, holding a pen without saying a word, and wrote in the notebook, with an excellent jaw line, abstinence and indifference.

Sheng Wu's eyes fell on his somewhat old-fashioned notebook, and then, his eyes were slightly dark in his extremely perfect hands with slightly visible meridians and well-defined joints.

"How long has the condition of Miss Sheng lasted?"

"Probably, just a week."

"Has Miss Saint ever been hit on the head?"

"No."

"Has Miss Sheng ever been hypnotized?"

"you are the first."

Sheng Wu slightly hooked her lips, and answered politely.

Suddenly, "What do you think of my dance yesterday?"

She looked at him with clear eyes, as if she was just suddenly curious.

Jimo Li's hand stopped recording, his handsome face with gold rimless glasses was aloof and dignified, he slightly raised his hard-to-peek eyes, and his attitude was polite and alienated.

"Miss Sheng, I have nothing to say about things that have nothing to do with treatment."

Early this morning, he received an order with an extremely high bid, requiring him to do hypnotism for the eldest lady of the Holy Family.

Sheng Wu was not angry either, she shrugged her shoulders playfully, raised her hand to prop up her chin, and her slightly curly long hair fluttered slightly.

"How did you know that that dance drama has nothing to do with my treatment?" She smiled very warmly, her eyes were bright and kind, she seemed to be a well-raised princess who didn't know much about the world.

It's really not like someone who has any problems.

"Dance drama, it's perfect."

This is the most perfect performance he has ever seen.

Jimoli remembered silently, then raised his eyes, looked at Sheng Wu, those extremely deep black pupils, looked at the girl with a perfect life in front of him.

Those eyes that are used to observing faces and analyzing expressions, at this moment, fell on Sheng Wu's beautiful face, unexpectedly.

Can't see anything.

Sheng Wu raised her eyebrows slightly, smiled lightly, and her voice was soft and soft.

"Then, what do you feel?"

Her gentle fox eyes were bent, with natural care and softness.

Jimoli and her looked at each other, obviously his eyes were sharp, as if he was looking at him, stripping away all the pretense of sharpness, but.

Sheng Wu's eyes are indeed free from dust, clear and clear, without any desire for secular greed.

It has no effect on his eyes that can penetrate people's hearts.

Jimo left the hand holding the pen, twisted it subconsciously, and spit out the four words in an indifferent voice.

"Crazy, enjoy."

Sheng Wu's eyes were the same, and she continued to look at him with gentle and calm eyes.

Jimoli looked directly at her, tugged his cool and moist lips, and his voice slowly overflowed from the tremors in his chest, which made people relax.

"Knowing that it is impossible, but still chasing that moonlight, even at all costs, with madness. However, even if you finally touch the moon and be swallowed up by it, it seems sad. But, it makes people feel A perverted treat that gets what you want."

If it were someone else, they would probably feel poignant and regretful.

But sitting in the first row, he vaguely felt a strange atmosphere.

Hearing this, Sheng Wu couldn't help but smile, and rolled his eyes, "Is that so, as a performer, I didn't know that I could have this level of interpretation."

Saying that, Sheng Wu leaned slightly, lifted her fair skin, looked at the jade hands that had never done any heavy work, poured a cup of hot water, and did not pass it directly to Jimoli.

Instead, he placed it on the table and pushed his fingertips steadily towards him.

"However, I heard that Mr. Jimo is a criminal psychologist who is often invited to participate in various criminal cases. He is especially good at studying abnormal criminal psychology. Logically speaking, with Mr. Jimo's identity, he should be indifferent to ordinary psychological counseling. Interest is."

"So, I'm curious, why did you agree to my hypnotist's invitation..." Jimo had a different surname.

Sheng Wu looked at him intently, with clear eyes, with a hint of seductiveness at the end of the eyes, and a perfect and exquisite appearance, the kind that would amaze anyone who saw it.