CEO, Hold On A Moment

I can't see you nothing more?

Jomo didn't understand.

She is a living person, can be "invisible"? She couldn't help worrying about whether she would be transformed Is there something wrong with the half glass of water you drank before you left the hospital?

"You think too much." Huang Liu chuckled. He reached over and stroked her head, as if to appease, "I didn't do anything to you, just to remind you that it's useless to ask for help. I'll come and take you myself. "

His words are very strong, there is a kind of potential in the affirmation.

"He will come to me!" He was so excited, Jomo blurted out, "you wait and see!" She believed that Tang BeiYao would come. No matter what happened before, Tang BeiYao could come and appear in front of her accurately.

Huang Liu nodded.

But what he said was calm and firm: "he won't come. The direction fetters between you are broken. He can't find you. " In a light way, he trampled out her hope.

"What do you mean?" Jomo's movements were stiff.

But Huang Liu didn't answer.

His hand was still in the right position, and his fingers gently and slowly brushed her hair: "and the man just now, he didn't see you, and he wouldn't tell you."

"You..." Jomo frowned.

She has too many doubts, too many puzzles. In this extreme amazement and bewilderment, she could not even care about his hands, whether he rubbed her head intentionally or unintentionally, to appease her

"I can control people." This time, there is no need for Qiao Mu to ask. Huang Liu has opened his own mouth and explained to himself. He seemed to weigh his words. "Of course, you can say it in a way you understand Hypnosis. "

"I gave him a hint that there were only two people in the car. So what he can see is the two people who spoke to him first. "

"Unfortunately, you spoke too late."

"You should be glad you speak too late, or it will be troublesome to change a person's memory."

……

He narrated slowly.

Joe just listened.

The voice of waste stream is very light, but it has a calming ability. His hand rubbed her head again, as if still comforting her loss Joe tried to reach out and push him away, but he had no strength.

"The so-called 'Psychological Suggestion' is a very interesting thing." Huang Liu was still talking there. Jomo felt that his voice seemed to be getting farther and farther away, "such as my hint to you now..."

Jomo raised his head abruptly.

“…… You should go to sleep. " Huang Liu finished.

He took his hand off the top of her hair and patted her on the shoulder.

But Jomo only felt that at the moment when his hand touched his shoulder, all her shock, amazement and fear Any emotion she has now is replaced by sleepiness in an instant. He patted her three times on the shoulder

She can't help closing her heavy eyelids

I went to sleep.

…………

"Mean!"

Joe murmured a low curse and turned over suddenly.

Her memory and thoughts all stayed in the second when she lost consciousness, so her words were intended to scold Huang Liu, but she didn't have time to scold He even hypnotized her!

Under the condition that she knew nothing

"You..." In the middle of the roar, Jomo was silent.

She just saw the place where she was -

it was like a holiday villa with exquisite decoration. Now she was sitting on the sofa. As soon as she looked up, she could see the luxurious crystal chandeliers. The light was on, making the house bright, and it was already dark outside.

Where is this?

How long did she sleep?

Jomo knew nothing.

She lifted the thin quilt on her body, quickly pulled her slippers and got up, looking out It's better to find a way out of here! If not, at least we can confirm where it is?

"Where to?" Just just walked out the door, was a low voice called.

Jomo looked up and looked at the sound -

the waste stream was there.

At the entrance of this holiday villa is a large swimming pool. And Huang Liu is sitting in the pavilion beside the swimming pool. On the table beside him, there is only a glass of water This time, it was really ice water. She could see the water vapor on the cup and the ice in it.

"Come and sit down?" He pointed to the cane chair on the side of his body, and the barren stream motioned for a moment, light invitation.

He didn't wear a mask.

There was a very light smile on that handsome face.

“…… Do I have a choice? " Jomo took a few steps forward, did not sit down obediently, but chose a position far away from Huangliu, stood vigilantly, and then asked a pun. Does she have a choice?

If you don't sit down, will you hypnotize again?"Oh..."

The waste stream sniffs lightly.

He obviously understood her, but there was no corresponding explanation. He just said, "if you don't want to sit, you can stand there. I just want to tell you that if you need anything, you'll have to wait for a while. "

His voice pauses, pointing in a certain direction, "the slave is there."

The implication is to wait for the slaves to finish their work.

Jomo frowned.

She didn't have any need. She just listened to what he said. She couldn't help looking up in the direction of the so-called "slave" - the same driver, who was squatting in the other corner of the swimming pool with his bare arms.

He was withered.

The skin on the body, from the neck down, is not human at all, but like the bark of many years

He is drinking water take a shower?

No!

He's not taking a bath, he's soaking his skin with water, just like watering a tree. However, his "watering" process should be quite painful! Every time he touched the water, he let out a painful sob

"Wuwu..."

This kind of sound is like the choking of injured animals.

"What is he doing?" Jomo frowned. Her eyes drew back and looked at the barren stream.

"There's a price for immortality." Huang Liu laughs, but answers calmly, "he is just paying the corresponding price now Wait a minute. He can cook in a minute. "

Then he pointed to the side of the body, "if I were you, I would sit down and wait slowly."

Jomo was dumb.

She pursed her lips. After all, she could only sit down and try to reduce her sense of existence.

"Where is this?" He couldn't find out, and he couldn't look at it. Jomo could only ask directly.

"Our transfer station." Huang Liu raised his hand and rubbed the position of his temple, "but don't worry, we won't stay here for long. I don't like wasting time. "

His movements are concise and capable, coupled with his side face

Qiao mu can't help thinking of another character -

"are you really not Tang Jue?"