My dear President, Please make a detour

"Don't think too much. I think they are just ordinary friends." Jiang Lin looked at Jian boyao's face, worried that she had said something wrong, and hurried to save it.

Jian boyao didn't say much. He stuffed the cake he bought into Jiang Lin's hand: "I'll go first."

"Hey -" Jiang Lin blinked in a daze. When she was ready to say anything, Jian boyao had already left.

Looking at the man's distant back, Jiang Lin leaned against the door with a sad face.

It's over, isn't she really wrong?

After Jian boyao left the girls' dormitory, he came to the milk tea shop of a university and didn't find Shu Weiyi.

Naturally, he was not worried about what was between Wei Shuo and Shu Weiyi, but he couldn't contact Shu Weiyi and was extremely anxious.

He suddenly remembered that last time Shu Weiyi said to himself, Wei Shuo went abroad with his parents. Why did he come back so soon?

He came to find Shu Weiyi, most likely for Weixi.

Did the man find some clues and come to discuss with Shu Weiyi?

Wei Xi Xi, Jian Boyao has been secretly investigating, he did not tell Shu Wei, because this matter was very dangerous.

If Shu Weiyi knew more, she would never wait to die, then her situation would be more dangerous for her.

At the thought of this, Jian boyao's mood became more anxious, and his uneasy feeling was like the tide pouring in, drowning him constantly.

He stood there, the sweat on his forehead because of anxiety, flashing a mottled light in the sun.

No, he must find Shu Weiyi!

At the same time, Jian boyao's apartment.

Shu Weiyi came back panting.

As soon as she came back, she left her schoolbag aside, together with the mobile phone inside, just took the diary, quickly entered the bedroom, and then locked the door tightly.

Shu Weiyi sat on the bed and put the diary on his lap. His fingertips trembled slightly and opened it carefully. He could even say that killing was a medal of love for me, and I was really confused at that time. I nodded to him.

He kissed me and said to me, who let the damn man pester you? You belong to me. I don't allow any man to come near you.

What an overbearing tone, what an erotic love word!

At this moment, I decided not to blame him. He is just a simple and rude boy, guarding his lover in the most direct and rude way.

And this lover is me.

I kill for me. I have no choice but to be his accomplice and live and die with him all the time.

Love, burn.

Finally, we madly made love in that small black room. He seemed to be more energetic and excited than usual.

When I was dying, I looked up and suddenly saw the open eyed bodies. "