Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

When Shen Ziru opened the door, he saw the young man sitting still in his original position, motionless.

The little guy's wheelchair was not locked, so he could move freely.

But the little guy who looked up was very obedient, staring at the door eagerly, as if waiting for him to come back.

It seemed that his threat had really frightened him. When the boy saw him, he spoke in a soft voice: "I am very good."

It's like saying, I'm good, don't use the electric chair to treat me.

Shen Ziliu smiled and said, "Well, Ziyou is very well behaved."

Wen Liang blinked. Doctors usually call patients by number. Wen Liang’s number was 211. How did Shen Ziruo know his name?

This is really bad...

Wen Liang originally planned to be the villain in this world that no one cared about.

But the gears of fate didn't turn at all, and the chain of the mission was almost falling apart.

Wen Liang is deeply regretful now. He should have tried to run away just now!

He looked at the thing in the man's hand warily, and the lame man was almost frightened to death.

Shen Ziru first placed the hospital gown with straps in his hand on the table next to him under Wen Liang's horrified gaze.

Then he sat on the chair next to Wen Liang and pulled the armrest of the wheelchair so that Wen Liang faced him.

"I'm going to ask you some questions now. Can you answer them truthfully?"

[Wen Liang: If I answer truthfully, will it reveal my true identity?]

【886: No】

【Wen Liang: Oh】

Wen Liang thought that the system would make some character-enhancing adjustments, but the system said, "Because your IQ is not much different from that of an 8-year-old."

【Wen Liang: It’s still quite different, isn’t it?】

Shen Zirou is undoubtedly a villain, but it is also true that he is a very professional psychiatrist.

It is easy to tell whether Wen Liang is really stupid or just pretending to be stupid by making a diagnosis.

Wen Liang was afraid of being exposed, so he could only look away and pretend not to understand as he tried to pull out the pen from the man's chest pocket.

Now I'm not afraid of him anymore.

Shen Ziru did not stop him, and Wen Liang held the pen in his hand as he wished.

It is a beautiful fountain pen with Shen Zirou's name engraved on it. It seems that Shen Zirou takes good care of it.

The boy's fingers were very beautiful, each one as smooth as a green onion, and his skin as white as jade. The black and gold fountain pen that Shen Zirou always carried with him was pinched on his knuckles, and the two complemented each other like a complete work of art.

The way you hold the pen is really nice.

The man was squinting his eyes to admire it, when the boy suddenly picked up the pen without any warning, put it in his mouth and took a bite.

[Wen Liang: It’s so easy to pretend to be a fool]

[886: It’s not easy, but you’re now in your comfort zone]

Shen Ziru's eyelids seemed to twitch, and he stared blankly for a few seconds, then he took out a sad frog doll from somewhere and held it in front of Wen Liang:

"Ziyou, give me the pen. I'll exchange this with you, okay?"

This toy is for children to play with. Wen Liang is just pretending to be stupid, but he is not really stupid.

But he didn't dare to abandon it, so he obediently loosened his teeth, returned the pen to the man, and took the doll.

The pen cap was covered with Wen Liang's saliva, but Shen Ziru didn't mind and put it back in his pocket.

Wen Liang was looking down and pulling the ugly doll's cheek, so he didn't notice anything unusual about the man.

It’s not Wen Liang’s fault, this doll is really ugly in a unique way.

Shen Ziruo on the opposite side looked at the little guy who was playing with the doll with his eyes downcast, pulled the wheelchair closer, reached out and lifted Wen Liang's chin, letting him look at him.

This time he said it in a different way, in a coaxing tone, but the words he said could not be refused:

"Ziyou, can you play a game with me? I'll ask you questions and you'll answer them. If you can't answer them, you'll be punished by sitting on a chair that emits electricity."

Threatening again.

But this trick is very useful.

Wen Liang put the ugly doll on his lap, pursed his lips and nodded, then began to answer the questions as best he could as a mentally retarded person.

It took me nearly two hours to complete the questionnaire.

No one knew what conclusion the man came to. He kept writing on the report, and the pen in his hand was stared at by Wen Liang again.

Shen Ziru seemed helpless as his pen was snatched away by the boy. He stood up and picked up the hospital gown beside him.

"Ziyou, do you want to change it yourself or should I help you?"

Wen Liang shook his head directly: "Mom taught me, I don't want my brother to change"

[Ding——Shen Ziliu’s taming value +5, current taming value 5]

Time seemed to stand still for a second.

When Shen Ziru heard the word "brother" coming out of Wen Liang's mouth, it was like a sharp sword piercing his chest. The severe pain in his heart made him unable to breathe in an instant, and a feeling of powerlessness and suffocation came over his head.

The man held onto the table to prevent himself from falling to his knees.

At the same time, another strange excitement gushed out like a tree trunk bursting from the top, leaving a huge hole all the way down.

Shen Ziliu raised his eyes, a smile that couldn't be called pretty appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he coaxed Wen Liang lightly: "Call me brother again."

Wen Liang was also stunned by the domestication value triggered in his mind.

Looking at the state of the villain in front of him, he closed his mouth and refused to say another word, just like 502 was stuck on him.

Shen Zirou didn't hear what he wanted to hear. He lowered his head, and his silky long hair slid down from his shoulders and swept across his chest. He stood there like a besieged city that had gone through many years, a little dilapidated but still magnificent.

Wen Liang could feel the change in Shen Ziru's aura.

He nervously clasped two fingers together, his lips were full of pits from being bitten by himself, and his mind was in a daze. He knew that he was in big trouble and should do something immediately to stop it, but his thoughts were swaying left and right, and he felt so sluggish that he didn't want to move.

It’s over, it’s over. It seems that he has been influenced by the original owner and his intelligence has really declined.

Now he has beauty, courage, and wisdom, but he still only has beauty.

I am a useless person with only good looks!

After a while, Shen Ziru seemed to have finally calmed down. Then he silently took off Wen Liang's clothes and put on a hospital gown.

The smallest size hospital gown was still too big for Wen Liang and was baggy, making him look like a doll that could be manipulated at will.

The man tied the rope on his clothes again.

Wen Liang's eyelashes kept trembling.

The man picked up the shivering Wen Liang, carefully placed him back in the wheelchair, placed a blanket over his lower body, and squatted at Wen Liang's feet again.

Wen Liang couldn't move. He looked at the man in front of him and repeated over and over again: "Youyou is obviously very obedient..."

The man remained silent throughout the entire conversation, completely different from the modest gentleman he pretended to be in front of others. His voice was gentle and tender, and he reached out to wipe away the tears from Wen Liang's eyes:

"Because I think Youyou has a tendency to be a sex addict and seduces others anytime and anywhere, so she needs strict discipline."

Can a mentally ill person be a doctor these days?

This Shen Ziru clearly has hallucinations!