Quickly pass through the male god's cute wife

Chapter 195 My husband is sick (19)

If divorce can make her safe and sound, then he is willing.

Qiao Yimo just had such a thought, when the voice in his heart shouted again.

He said: "If you dare to divorce, I will occupy your body and kill her for you."

"What's so good about that lifeless woman that made you so infatuated?"

"There are so many women in the world, but she is not the only one. Why are you blind?"

"Don't be stupid, she doesn't like you. Listen to me, get close to her, and then kill her slowly."

Qiao Yimo shook his head in resistance.

No, he doesn't want to hurt her.

He said he wanted to protect her, how could he hurt her.

"Tsk, how stupid."

As if he was mad at him, the voice disappeared again.

After going back and forth for a few days, Qiao Yimo figured out one thing.

It was this voice that would only stimulate his reason temporarily.

You can't control his body at all.

Qiao Yimo went to the doctor again and asked him how to cure it.

The doctor said that the only way is to wait for another personality to be fused by him.

Qiao Yimo smiled when he thought of his usual contest with him.

Voluntary integration?

How is it possible, it is not easy.

That voice urges me to commit crimes every day.

In the eyes of that voice, Qiyue is a heartless scumbag.

There was a stench all over his body, and it was impossible for the prodigal son to turn back.

All the good intentions and unleashed love are nothing but a false show for a greater betrayal.

She is an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, planning how to escape every day.

Qiao Yimo plans to go abroad for treatment, and the medical treatment in China seems to be inferior to that in overseas.

Especially in psychiatry.

Qiao Yimo felt that if he didn't find a way to treat it, it would get worse in the future.

He wasn't sure when the other personality living in his body would become stronger.

But it's only because of time, the longer the delay, the more dangerous he will be.

The moon is more dangerous.

He didn't allow himself to become neither human nor ghost in the future.

In fact, he is not afraid of what he will become.

It's just that he wants to hurt Qiyue, so he will never allow it.

Originally, in the past two days, Qiao Yimo had already started looking for an overseas psychiatrist.

As soon as there were signs, the housekeeper called back.

God knows how angry he was when he received the call from the housekeeper.

I can't wait to come back immediately, chop up that little wolf dog and feed it to the dog.

On the way, the voice seemed to find an opportunity, and tried to compete with him for the dominance of the body several times.

Fortunately, that voice is not strong enough, not enough to watch at all.

After a few rounds, the real voice faded a bit.

Qiao Yimo's thoughts changed. Is it possible for him to use his own ability to completely wipe away that illusory personality?

He didn't have time to think about it.

Because he is home.

When Qiao Yimo arrived home, it was already late.

The sky was dark, except for a shallow silver edge inlaid on the edge of the sky.

The star seems to come out very late tonight, only a full moon hangs in the sky.

He rang the doorbell hurriedly.

The house was brightly lit, and all the lights in the living room were turned on.

Qiao Yimo seemed to be able to imagine that the woman cooked a good meal.

Candles may be placed, and under the light of the warm yellow dining room, I rolled my eyes with a smile.

Holding the mellow and fragrant red wine in the glass, he clinked the glass with the man beside him.

The crisp wine cups collided, and the wine-red liquid in the glass swayed slightly, leaving shallow wine marks on the glass wall.

It may also be hugging and kissing on the sofa in the living room, ecstasy and indulgence.

It may also be hugging in the kitchen, with the man standing behind her.

Holding her slender and soft waist with one hand, soft eyebrows and eyes, watching her cook one after another
No matter what it was, Qiao Yimo didn't want to see it.

He looked at the heavy door in front of him with red eyes, and suddenly regretted that he had thought of divorce.

The voice seemed to slow down.

She laughed and said: "Look, you think of her so much, but she is messing around at home behind your back. How pitiful, Qiao Yimo, this is your love nest with her. She has no shame, and she treats wild men casually." bring back."

"It's better to listen to me and kill her earlier, so that she can't betray you again. How can such a scumbag, a slutty bitch, change, right?"

Qiao Yimo wanted him to shut up irritably, and the door opened in front of him.

As soon as the housekeeper's door opened, he couldn't wait to rush in.

He searched everywhere for the figure of Qiyue, the woman he loved deeply and dearly.

No one in the living room, no one in the dining room.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Only the kitchen is left, but the housekeeper won't let him in.

The butler seemed to be very afraid of him. What was he afraid of?
A thought came from the bottom of my heart.

Could it be that the two of them are in the kitchen?
Fortunately, no, there is no one in the kitchen.

Qiyue came out of the kitchen with a half-smile.

He took out a sharp kitchen knife and threatened to chop him up.

Qiao Yimo's heart skipped a beat. Could his disease be contagious?

Fortunately, he just thought too much, his disease is not contagious.

Qiyue was fine, but he was annoyed by his way of muffled alone.

After pouring out everything, Qiao Yimo felt much more relaxed at the moment.

The depressed air in my heart dissipated in an instant.

The guilt and apology that Ben kept from her also turned into a trace of warmth, which flowed to the limbs along the blood.

Qiao Yimo hugged Yue tightly at this moment, as if a stove was lit in his heart, the rushing heat surged into his heart.

It was as if something was about to rush out of his chest.

He laughed in a low and joyful voice, "What should I do? I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want to let you go. What should I do?"

Qiao Yimo's voice was very low. In the quiet space, there were only the intertwined breathing of the two of them and their heartbeats at the same frequency.

Kiyue let go of the hand that twisted his ear, and patted his thick back lightly.

"Didn't you say that you can kill him?"

Qiao Yimo's tone was a little uncertain, "But, I don't know if it will work. He is indeed weaker, but it's only for a while."

After all, the voice just came out to encourage him to pick up the kitchen knife behind Yue and cut at her slender ankle.

His voice was a little weak, but also evil.

He said: "Since you are reluctant to kill her, then chop off her legs, so that she will not run around and stay by your side obediently."

"Isn't this what you always wanted? Want her to fall in love with you, want her to keep looking at you?"

"Emotions can be cultivated. If you cut off her leg, she will never dare to run around again. But staying by your side, only with your company, she will gradually fall in love with you."

"My suggestion is indeed good, how about it, does it sound attractive?"

Qiyue thought for a while, and asked Qiao Yimo to let her go.

(End of this chapter)