Being His Little Fox

In the toilet, the toilet lights here are a bit dim and not bright.

The style is old-fashioned, and perhaps the lights are dimmed, which makes the somewhat depressed mood even lower.

Song Yi held the sink with his hands, retched, and couldn't vomit.

She even felt a little dizzy in her head now, she clutched her chest and raised her eyes to look at herself in the glasses.

Because of the light makeup, the mental outlook is not bad, but the emotions on the face are a bit ugly.

She turned on the faucet, washed her face with cold water, sobered herself up, and put on another makeup.

He returned to his previous appearance and entered the box again.

After changing the usual, she would choose to go straight home when she was uncomfortable.

But not now.

She needs to learn about Tang Si from this woman. No matter what purpose this woman has for herself, her professional abilities are worthy of recognition in the market.

Just when Gu Chu felt that Song Yi would not return, she pushed the door and walked in.

Gu Chu was a little surprised, but this emotion was soon suppressed again.

"Looking at how you hurried away just now, is there some discomfort?"

Song Yi said bluntly: "I am not used to the taste of this dish."

"Moreover, I came here today to chat with you about Tang Si's situation. I didn't really come to eat with you. My time is limited." Song Yi began to cut into the subject straightforwardly, without time to chat with Gu Chu.

She is really sick now.

"Okay." Gu Chu: "Then let's hurry up and finish the conversation. You can look at the various data indicators on this paper."

She pushed the paper in front of Song Yi again.

Song Yi felt dizzy, and was more or less unaccustomed to smelling the fragrance on the paper, so she pushed away: "The data on this are all professional terms, and I can't understand them, so if you have anything, just follow me. Speak straight."

Song Yi's attitude was firm, although this statement was very calm, but it showed a sense of alienation.

Gu Chu frowned and looked down at the paper: "Okay."

...

Inside the box at this moment.

Gu Chu and Song Yi are still sitting normally.

Gu Chu asked: "You really grew up in Song Clan. Haven't been anywhere?"

Song Yi: "Really."

Gu Chu asked again: "Then have you traveled to any place in these years, or have any other experiences?"

She held the knife in her hand, against Song Yi's neck, every time she asked a question, the blade deepened his neck, and the blood flowed down the neck...

Quirky and bright.

Under the illumination of the light, it seemed strange and sick.

Song Yi's face was pale, with no emotions on her face, like a walking dead doll: "I..."

Her eyes were dull and empty, and she spoke after a while, as if thinking back.

Listening to this voice from the outside world, try to make yourself think, the more you think, the more headache you get.

It was about to explode, and the scene in my mind was chaotic and noisy.

"I, I don't know..." The coolness of her neck sealed her nerves and normal consciousness.

Gu Chu gritted his teeth, his eyes were cold, and the blade pressed into Song Yi's skin fiercely again: "If you think about it again, is there any?"

"No, I didn't..."

Song Yi shook his head, his eyes were dim, and the stagnant water was slightly wafting, completely like a manipulated puppet doll, like a puppet.

As Gu Chu deepened each time, the bright red and greasy blood flowed faster along her smooth and white neck, flowing to Song Yi's chest, drenching her clothes, and also in her hair.

She has red lips and white teeth, bright black hair and bright blood. Under such extreme circumstances, she looks like a perfect dark picture, coquettish and beautiful.

Gu Chu continued to ask, either cutting her blood vessel or she was in a coma after losing too much blood.

She was unwilling to give up.

Song Yi must be different.

Gu Chu didn't see it. The blood talked about Song Yi, falling to the ground, bit by bit, and Song Yi would die again.

Song Yi's eyelids were heavy, his whole body was soft, and his eyes began to turn black, so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable...

Realizing that in the deepest part, she wants to die...

The dagger she held in her hand relentlessly deepened: "Song Yi, you..."

"Crack—" The door was pushed open at this time.

Gu Chu immediately raised his head, and saw Fu Jingsheng approach, Fu Jingsheng. It almost ran all the way.

Fu Jingsheng slapped Gu Chu's hand away, and the dagger in her hand instantly fell to the ground.

Picking up the paper on the table, she tore it up, her eyes were red, and she covered Song Yi's neck.

Gu Chu shouted: "What are you doing?!"

Fu Jingsheng lowered his eyebrows and smiled coldly: "What are you doing again?"

"Said not to use hypnotism outside at will, and you still use it against her."

"She's dying! Can't you **** see?"

Gu Chu suddenly turned around and saw Song Yi closed his eyes, covered in blood, and there was another pool of scarlet on the ground.

There is a smell of blood in the air.

Gu Chu took two steps back and murmured: "Song Yi is too suspicious, she looks so much like her, I just want to..."

"But she is not!" Fu Jingsheng said with a cold face.

Gu Chu refused to give up: "This time the two of us returned to China to find the existence of that person. Whether she is or not, I will hand her over to the organization for judgment."

Gu Chu stared at Fu Jingsheng with a very firm attitude: "Even if there is only a little similarity, there is a one in ten thousand possibility, I will not give up, I will not let it go alone."

Fu Jingsheng's eyebrows were cold and arrogant, and a arrogant sneer pulled up on his lips: "I think you are **** sick."

How could he let Gu Chu hand over Song Yi to the organization like this? He knew that once handed over, it would be a dark abyss.

Anatomy, research, life is better than death, walking dead.

After Fu Jingsheng finished speaking, he stooped and hugged Song Yi and walked out.

Gu Chu gritted his teeth and looked at his back: "Fu Jingsheng! Don't think I don't know the previous connection between you and this woman. The more you protect her like this, the more things are wrong with her."

Fu Jingsheng stopped and looked back, his eyes cold and frosty: "There are some things before I investigate. If you dare to alarm the organization, your life will come to an end."

Obviously, the tone was very plain, but there was a sense of destruction.

Gu Chu knew what Fu Jingsheng would be like going crazy.

Hearing what he said, there was an anger in my heart, and I could only suppress it, who made her less skilled.

Gu Chu closed his eyes and said, "The surname Fu, you must pay me back what you owe me."

Fu Jingsheng clenched his hands, and a frost condensed in his eyes: "I will pay you back, but don't want to marry me."

With such a sentence left, people walk away.

Gu Chu gritted his teeth: "No one will never die, no one will shine around forever. One day, you will have to fall."

Her eyes were deep and she fell into my hand.

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