The host is broken

Chapter 611 Possessing the President (3)

Taking Fu Jiuli back to the room, Su Shumo pushed him into the bathroom, ready to wait for him to take a bath, change clothes, and go to bed with a smile.

Fu Jiuli looked at Su Shumo who hadn't left yet, her earlobe was slightly red:

"You... Shumo, you go out first, I can wash myself."

If he wasn't disabled, he wouldn't mind Su Shumo serving him like this.

But he is a disabled person, his legs are shriveled and thin due to years of paralysis, like two carrots that have been stored for a long time, he doesn't want her to see his most embarrassing and ugly appearance.

Su Shumo didn't intend to really undress him at first. Hearing what he said, she grinned, revealing a row of white teeth:
"Then hurry up, every second I can't see you, I want to be united with you more and never be separated."

Looking at her smile, Fu Jiuli shuddered suddenly.

Flesh, flesh again!
But before he could think about it, Su Shumo had already closed the door and went out.

After Su Shumo went out, Fu Jiuli looked at the door of the bathroom, thinking of her somewhat shuddering eyes and smile, Fu Jiuli suddenly felt familiar.

He still felt that Su Shumo had changed!

But he couldn't figure it out, so Fu Jiuli had to take a bath first.

He wears a red bracelet on his wrist, and twenty teeth are strung on the bracelet, each of which is Su Shumo's original form when the tooth fell out. It's just a very thin hole.

In the plot, after the original owner died, Fu Jiuli put the eyes of the original owner engraved with his own face on the bracelet, and stayed together day and night.

Fu Jiuli carefully took off the tooth bracelet, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and carefully placed the tooth bracelet on the handkerchief.

Half an hour later, Fu Jiuli took a shower, put on the tooth bracelet again, put on her pajamas, and went out with the wheelchair by remote control.

Seeing that he had finished washing, Su Shu ignored his resistance, helped him onto the bed, and went in to take a bath herself.

After another half an hour, Su Shumo came out after washing and drying her hair. Fu Jiuli was leaning against the pillow, tapping on her mobile phone, as if she was dealing with company affairs.

Su Shumo went straight into her bed, said goodnight to Fu Jiuli, and fell asleep on her side.

Fu Jiuli frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but looking at Su Shumo's back, he remained silent.

At night, in the dead of night, only the bleak cold wind raged in the huge villa, and the silver light sprinkled by the moonlight also carried a gloomy feeling.

Fu Jiuli didn't sleep well, he had a nightmare, in the dream, he was chased by a beast with blood red eyes, he kept running away, kept running away, but he couldn't escape no matter what.

The beast finally caught up with him, opened its mouth wide and swallowed him.

Fu Jiuli was covered in cold sweat from fright, and he woke up from the dream, but the moment he woke up and opened his eyes, he saw a pair of cold eyes staring at him coldly, and the ferocious beast in the dream Same, horrible, tyrannical.

And in the depths of the cold light, there is a crazy possessive desire to the extreme, it seems that even the air does not dare to flow anymore.

Fu Jiuli just woke up from a nightmare, his mind was still groggy, but suddenly stared at by such a pair of eyes, his mind was so frightened that he woke up, and the cold sweat on his body became more layered:
"Shu Mo...how did you wake up?"

Fu Jiuli's voice trembled unknowingly, and the blood in her eyes surged like a beast lurking in the darkness, wanting to devour it at an opportunity.

Faintly, he felt that something had quietly changed.

"I dreamed that you left me, and woke up with fright."

With her head supported, Su Shumo stared at Fu Jiuli with burning eyes, as if she wanted to melt him into her hot gaze.

Fu Jiuli was stared at by her fiery gaze that seemed to melt everything, and Fu Jiuli broke out in a cold sweat in the middle of the night. The sweat stuck to her body, and her whole body was densely itchy like being bitten by tiny bugs.

"Shu Mo, I'm going to take a shower, you go to sleep."

Under Su Shumo's strange gaze, Fu Jiuli fled to the bathroom in a panic.

Leaning on the pillow, Su Shumo stared at the mirror in the bathroom, her eyes were shining brightly, her slender fingers gently traced her long eyebrows, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her lips.

To deal with Fu Jiuli's morbid and terrifying feelings is more morbid, darker and more terrifying than him!
When Fu Jiuli came out of the shower, Su Shumo was already asleep, looking at her sleeping face, Fu Jiuli's eyes were complicated.

The next day, Fu Jiuli went to the company, and before leaving, he locked the big iron gate of the villa tightly.

Su Shumo stood on the balcony, watched Fu Jiuli leave, and started a leisurely day.

There are a lot of Fu Jiuli's things in the villa, because he wants Su Shumo's life to be full of his breath and figure, so it's easy to find his things.

Su Shumo quickly found all the things she wanted. She bound all the photos into a book, and then went to the refrigerator. She didn't have much hope, but fortunately, there were things she wanted in the refrigerator.

In the Murphy Building, Fu Jiuli stood on the top floor, looking at the tall buildings and the little ant-men below, the desire to destroy the world in his heart became stronger and stronger, so strong that it was like a raging Burning unquenchable flame.

He wanted to destroy the world, all human beings, so that he wouldn't have to worry about Su Shumo being snatched away.

I really want to destroy the world!

Towards dusk, Fu Jiuli returned to the villa. Before he entered, he could smell the delicious food. He frowned, and quickly entered with the wheelchair by remote control. The table was full of delicious food, but every dish... …

It's all pig blood.

Pig blood meatball soup, stir-fried pig blood with leeks, spicy pig blood, spicy pig blood, blood sausage, stewed tofu with pig blood...

Every course is pig's blood, purple and purple.

Su Shumo just came out of the kitchen with two bowls of pig blood porridge in her hands. Seeing Fu Jiuli come back, she put the pig blood porridge on the table with a smile:

"Let's eat."

Fu Jiuli looked at Su Shumo with a ruddy face, feeling very bad. She took double dose of medicine yesterday, so why did she look so healthy today:

"Shu Mo, how can you cook? You are not in good health, so you can't work too hard. You should lie on the bed and rest more."

Su Shumo took a piece of pig's blood, chewed and swallowed it carefully, and then looked at Fu Jiuli. His eyes were brighter than the bright lights in the living room. It took a whole day for Fu Jiuli to calm down. That weird emotion hit his chest again, and he pressed the hand on the handshake of the wheelchair, as if he wanted to pull the whole handshake out of the wheelchair.

Su Shu smiled at the end:
"I feel much better. I want to look around here, smell the breath you left behind, and see the places you have walked."

After finishing speaking, Su Shu didn't wait for Fu Jiuli to speak, as if she suddenly remembered something, she grabbed a photo album from behind and opened it, and the photo album was full of Fu Jiuli's appearance, childhood, youth, adulthood... …

　In fact, I want to give Mieshi to Fu Jiuli today, because I like Fu Jiuli, and the days without Xiaoqiang are like years.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)