Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

The familiar white rose and the unique smell mixed with a trace of disinfectant make Wen Muxi's action to resist converge cleanly.

When Shen Bihan bit her lip, Wen Muxi was still glad that he had just collected it in time. Fortunately, he didn't hurt him

"Wen Muxi." he called her name coldly and asked her in her ear word by word: "do you think you can leave so many grudges?"

Wen Muxi's eyes were hot, and his tears fell down without warning. Fortunately, the corridor with the broken sensing light was dark enough to make Shen Bihan unable to see her expression.

"It's been three years." she choked and didn't have the spirit to fight him again.

Before the words fell, Shen Bihan's hand pinching her arm suddenly increased its strength, and his fingertips fell deeply into her flesh through his gloves, as if a little more strength could break her arm.

Until Wen Muxi's clenched root really couldn't bear to utter a whisper, he restrained his strength.

"End? Huh." Shen Bi smiled coldly and reminded him, "you provoked me first. I warned you."

He had warned her that he wanted to end it unless one of them died first.

Wen Muxi was silent for a long time, so long that Shen Bihan thought she gave up struggling, but she made a noise at this time.

"Can you let me go if I'm dead?" she suddenly asked him in a very light tone, but there was no sense of joke. She really gave up the struggle completely.

Shen Bihan's body paused obviously, but he had recovered to his usual appearance in a breath.

"You won't, you dare not."

"..." he knows her.

Wen Muxi was silent again and didn't answer again, because Shen Bihan was right. She didn't dare, otherwise she stood in a high-rise place three years ago and jumped--

It's all over.

But forgive her for being cowardly, not wanting to live and not daring to die.

"No matter where or for any reason, don't let me hear those words again, or you know my temperament."

He put down the soft voice line, touched the dark, and accurately found the position of her temples. He gently stroked her hair behind her ears. He was the best lover in the world. Even the last reminder was very gentle.

"My patience is running out of you."

Let alone when Shen Bihan left, Wen Muxi didn't even know how he came home.

He threw himself on the bed. His head was constantly turning with his last words. There was a huge stone on his heart, which made people out of breath. His disordered head couldn't figure out a clue.

I don't know what to do, or what else I can do.

……

As long as you are alive, the pace of the city will never allow you to stop.

Even if I want to die directly at night, I still have to lock those emotions into the unknown box at dawn and stand up and do what I should do.

It's time to record the second issue of design star.

Wen Muxi's amazing performance in the first issue became the most unexpected dark horse, so as soon as she arrived at the rest room of the program group this time, she was treated completely differently from before. The designers and staff of the program group who participated in the competition were especially enthusiastic about her.

Only joppe is still the same.

"But it's just good luck. I won the first place by climbing the platform for you. I don't know what I'm proud of here."

Wen Muxi didn't expect to hear anything good from Joe Pei's mouth. He didn't get angry when he heard the speech, but his smile became sweeter and sweeter and smiled at him.

"Luck is also a part of strength. Is designer Joe jealous?"

“……”

Joe Pei was almost annoyed by Wen Muxi's natural and proud tone, and he calmed down after a half ring of silence.

"The game is not a place where you can go on just by luck. Take care of yourself and pray that your luck won't run out in this round." she had a black face.

Wen Muxi smiled and politely fought back: "designer Qiao, you'd better take care of yourself first. It doesn't matter if I'm eliminated. If you're eliminated, you'll lose FJ's face."

Joppe was angry again.

The second round of recording was officially started. The humorous host introduced the female star who worked with the designer as a model, and then the director introduced the competition system of the second round.

The designer draws out a small ball with numbers from the box, and each number corresponds to a different box. The fabric placed in the box will become the main material of the designer in this round of fashion design.

There are all kinds of fabrics, from up deer skin to silk brocade, general denim, flannel and even knitted modal.

Before Wen Muxi, the designer who drew the wrinkled pure black cotton fabric won almost everyone's sympathy, and the designer from a foreign second-line brand couldn't even laugh.

But until the box fabric corresponding to the number drawn by Wen Muxi was made public, the designer almost laughed immediately.

Because what Wen Muxi draws is the real coarse hemp, which is the real coarse hemp. It is more suitable for making carpets than the hardness of fashion.

It is equivalent to the clothing fabrics drawn by other designers, while Wen Muxi is more like drawing a tricky prop

But the problem solved in this round is still good. The immortal is -- gorgeous!

The beige coarse linen fabric makes a gorgeous feeling, which sounds like a joke, and the designer with the lowest score in this round will be eliminated directly.

After getting this title, all designers can't help but silently light a wax for Wen Muxi in their heart. This luck is also against the sky.

The program team hasn't finished here yet. Finally, it announced that it only took them 40 hours from getting the cloth to designing and cutting.

Wen Muxi was so tired that he didn't want to scold the chicken thief of the program group.

When Wen Muxi came out of the studio and was having a headache with the coarse linen fabric that was too light to hold her hands, the female star assigned to cooperate with her in this round took the initiative to come over.

As soon as Ting Tingting came up, she picked up a corner of the coarse hemp material with her orchid finger and wrote the word "dislike red fruit" on her face.

"You're not really going to let me wear this?"

Ting Tingting is a heroine who has recently become popular with a small-cost online play. It is said that the backstage is good and beautiful. She is barely a third-line artist. She has always been a bright person between a female man and a national husband, but it is obvious that this is not an easy role to get along with in private.

"Sorry, I'm not very lucky." Wen Muxi quickly responded and apologized after being stunned for half a second.

Who knows, nattingting didn't mean to let her go at all. Her mouth was full of complaints.

"It's bad enough to be assigned to cooperate with an unsophisticated designer like you. You're actually assigned to this kind of thing. You don't know that Miss Ben's skin is delicate. What if this rough thing hurts my skin?"