Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

Unreasonable bastard nonsense!

Wen Muxi was so cold that an old blood was held in her heart by Shen Bi that she almost didn't suffocate her.

Qi returns to Qi. In fact, she knows that this is the real idea in Shen Bihan's heart.

At the beginning, he only suppressed those paranoia in his temperament because he loved her and cared about her. He tried not to scare her. When he stopped suppressing, this was the real him.

If he was allowed to develop like this, he was in a bad mood that day. He had to build a few atomic bomb mushroom eggs and directly destroy the world!

"I just have something to do with him, the very normal one. Can you stop being blind and make up for what you don't have?" Wen Muxi tried to explain his attitude to Shen Bihan a little softer, but his attitude was very tough.

But when Shen Bihan became tough, her attitude was nothing to her.

He raised his hand and held her wrist tightly. He turned and knocked her in the corner. His light gray eyes looked down at her in the dark.

Wen Muxi was immediately counselled by Shen Bihan, but she didn't know what was wrong. She had to look up to him with the same tough attitude.

"Did I make up my brain first, or did you do something I misunderstood first?" Shen Bihan asked her in a low and calm voice.

“……”

Wen Muxi inexplicably felt that she had done something wrong first. For a time, she really didn't know how to refute his absurd theories.

Shen Bihan's head bent down at this time. Wen Muxi's body was just tight. The next second, as she expected, Shen Bihan bit the tooth print on her neck.

"Ah --"

Wen Muxi's pain is not just something that can be solved by taking a breath. After crying out, tears have been swirling in his eyes.

But Shen Bihan turned a deaf ear to her pain, but directly bit her skin with increased strength, and he added new wounds to the old marks on his neck that could not be eliminated.

Wen Muxi can even clearly feel that her blood has flowed down Shen Bihan's teeth. She clearly hurts. She still holds a gun that can take Shen Bihan's life as long as she pulls the trigger in one hand, but she can't

Loosen his hand and let the type 92 pistol fall to the ground. Wen Muxi leaned against the wall and did not resist. Shen Bihan let out his narrow jealousy and anger.

Blood beads also rolled down her neck directly to her clothes. After dizzy dyeing blood flowers one after another, he finally let go of her.

Looking at the bloody wound on her neck, Shen Bihan took off his gloves, and his pale fingers gently stroked the wound he had just made.

"Hiss -" the tingling feeling made Wen Muxi take a breath, instinctively hide back, and wanted to embed himself in the wall to hide.

Shen Bihan frowned discontentedly because she dodged out of pain instinct, so she just stroked the finger at her wound to exert some strength, and a lot of blood was stained on her slender index finger and middle finger.

Wen Muxi's tears rolled down from his eyes, but he still didn't want to let her go.

"Very painful." he asked her softly, and the strength of his hand increased. He kneaded the bloody tooth marks twice.

At the same time, the light gray eyes also sank. After half a ring, he asked her coldly, "since you know the pain, why don't you listen earlier? Why don't you teach me a lesson?"

Wen Muxi clenched his teeth to control himself from crying in pain.

Shen Bihan let go of the hand that inflicted pain on her wound here. It seemed that the person who had hurt her was not him at all. He hung his head and leaned his forehead against her shoulder.

"Even if I hate you or hurt you, you can only be mine."

"You can only look at me and love me forever, or I will kill all the people around you and kill you again. I will do what I say."

When he said this, his voice whispered softly in her ear, like a lover saying sweet love words, but this kind of love words are not affordable to ordinary people.

And Wen Muxi is just a layman.

Especially when she saw the shining blood on the marble floor under the window, her mood could not be calmed for a long time.

"That's ridiculous!"

Wen Muxi pushed Shen Bihan away and scolded him. Then he dragged the iron chain on his feet and went straight back to the room and slammed the door shut.

After finishing this series of things, Wen Muxi lay in bed. After his mood calmed down a little, he couldn't help feeling a little timid.

What did she do.

Irritating Shen Bihan in this way will probably only make things more counterproductive!

Now it's done. Ye Yongsheng doesn't know whether he was badly hurt or where he is now.

After a two big Wen Muxi's vent ghost roared for two words, regardless of the wound on his neck, he grabbed the pillow and covered his head, trying to escape all this in front of him by installing an ostrich.

I don't know whether it's too big or too exhausted. Wen Muxi fell asleep without covering his head for a while.

Shen Bihan silently cleaned up the mess of his living room and called someone to replace the damaged sofa, floor lamp and windows.

Sitting alone on the sofa for a while, I still couldn't help getting up and walking to wenmuxi's room.

Originally, he wanted to pretend to settle accounts with him, so he didn't even knock on the door when he entered the door. He was cold with a face ready to get angry at any time. As a result, when he saw Wen Muxi lying on the bed with his head covered, his heart was still tight.

Is she crying?

After this cognition appeared in his mind, he couldn't help slowing down and gently approaching the past.

"Xi Xi..."

He whispered her name, reached out and gently took away the pillow over her head.

Shen Bihan, who was still a little flustered and didn't know whether to comfort her or get angry with her, was helpless when he took away his pillow and saw the sleeping face who was sleeping and didn't know what year it was tonight.

What the hell is this.

She sighed helplessly in her heart, but looking at her sleeping appearance, she unconsciously raised her lips.

"If you don't deal with the wound, you really want to pretend pity in front of me, don't you?"

Shen Bihan whispered. The sheets here had been stained by the blood on her neck, so he could only gently pick her up.

He was picked up in his sleep. Wen Muxi subconsciously opened his slightly swollen eyes and took a look. Because the whole person was not awake, he didn't feel anything wrong when he saw him.

"Keep sleeping with you."

After vaguely hearing Shen Bihan's words, Wen Muxi shrunk his head, instinctively picked a comfortable position in Shen Bihan's arms and continued to sleep.

It was precisely because of her natural action that Shen Bihan's body could not be more natural, so Shen Bihan's body stiffened for a moment, and soon reflected that the man in his arms had not awakened at all, otherwise he could not be so stable in his arms.

"Little heartless white eyed wolf." Shen Bihan scolded in a low voice, holding her and turning into the guest room next door.