The actor's daily routine

He doesn't care.

Shen Yanshu said this to herself.

He can not care, he can not care.

But he was so concerned that he was going crazy, and he couldn't control himself.

As long as you think that Yu Qiao was in Cheng Mi's arms, Yu Qiao had contact with Cheng Mi, and Cheng Mi's hand even touched Yu Qiao's fingers, Yu Qiao's cheek, and even other places, the jealousy in your heart It will come and swallow him like a sea wave.

Lock up Yu Qiao, lock him up, so that he won't run away, so that no one can touch him, so that Yu Qiao will always belong to him, and no one will take him away from him...

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"Shen Yanshu...you bastard..." Yu Qiao was pressed down by him, his eyes were filled with mist, he really didn't expect Shen Yanshu to do this, to lock him on the bed with chains, he struggled desperately, and now he is gone Without any strength, it is like a fish on a steaming board being slaughtered, or a mermaid.

Shen Yanshu tore off Yu Qiao's clothes.

Yes, he had wanted to do this for a long time, to lock Yu Qiao up, and it would be better to have a cage, but the cage was too hard, and he was afraid of hurting Yu Qiao.

This feeling of imprisoning Yu Qiao by his side is very good, he can do whatever he wants on Yu Qiao's body, Yu Qiao was made to arch her body, her eyes were red, "Damn Shen Yanshu, wait for me... "Sooner or later, I will kill you.

The outside floor-to-ceiling windows were not closed tightly. At this time, the wind raised a corner of the curtain. If someone saw it, they would see a deceptive scenery in the room through the raised corner of the curtain.

The bare feet of the boy favored by God were covered with thin chains, and the curved waistline was so tempting that he wanted to step forward and kiss him. Thin sweat emerged from his forehead, and he gasped with difficulty, " Shen Yanshu...don't let me go if you're fucking capable, or I'll beat you to death with a wooden stick!"

The curtains fell to cover up the scenery, leaving only the intermittent gasps and the cursed words, passing through the gaps in the floor-to-ceiling windows and dissipating in the air with the wind.

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That night, Yu Qiao was fainted by Shen Yanshu Shengsheng, and his calf was left with deep red marks from struggling with the chains. Even so, Shen Yanshu didn't let him go. He really loved Yu Qiao so much that he couldn't control it. His inner desire, jealousy made him lose his sense of proportion, and the greed that wanted to eat Yu Qiao, by the time he woke up, Yu Qiao had been bruised all over by him.

Shen Yanshu clenched his hands tightly, he didn't expect that he would be so crazy to make Yu Qiao like this, after a long silence, he untied the chains on Yu Qiao's legs, hugged Yu Qiao and walked towards the bathroom.

After carrying Yu Qiao in, Shen Yanshu turned on the switch, and warm water sprayed from the shower and hit Yu Qiao's embarrassed body. Shen Yanshu took the handkerchief and carefully wiped Yu Qiao's body clean. During this time, Yu Qiao woke up Sometimes, he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

After Shen Yanshu hugged him on the bed, Yu Qiao barely opened her eyes, only to see Shen Yanshu hugging him, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, and murmured: "I'm sorry..."

Yu Qiao thought in a daze, why the fuck did you make me like this more wronged than me, I didn't cry, why are you crying.

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The next day when Shen Yanshu woke up, he subconsciously wanted to hug Yu Qiao, but what he felt was the coldness of his hand. He opened his eyes suddenly, and the bed was empty, without any figure of Yu Qiao. He is much later.

He lifted the quilt, and there were traces of their madness last night on the ground. Thin and long chains were winding on the ground, and a note was prominently pasted on the door, "Don't let me see you until I calm down."

The deep and ruthless handwriting shows how angry the person who left the note was when he wrote this sentence.

Shen Yanshu called Yu Qiao, and as expected, she was blocked.

Instead, he made a call he would never make.

"Yo, surprise? Why did you call me?" Zhao Xi, who was conducting research on new human medicine, held a mobile phone in one hand and a scalpel in the other. He carelessly cut open the flesh of the man on the operating table. The man let out a miserable scream, thinking that he was too noisy, so a steamed bun was stuffed into his mouth, and he frowned and reprimanded: "What's your name, be quiet."

"Why don't you scream when you kill people? You still think you are wronged when you are sent to me? This is a research that benefits mankind, and it is the only good thing you do in your life. Take care."

After reprimanding the man on the operating table whose eyeballs were about to pop out of pain, he said to the phone day and night: "Continue talking."

"Help me deliver medicine to Yu Qiao." Shen Yanshu's voice could not hear any emotion.

Zhaoxi threw the scalpel aside, dug out the new medicine he had researched and stared at it for a long time, then suddenly smiled kindly at the man.The man's entire face was pale and bloodless from fright.

Zhao Xi tutted and shook his head, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and was about to sprinkle some medicine on it to test the effect, "Send medicine? What kind of medicine? If you explain clearly, you will die?"

Shen Yanshu was silent for a while, "You price the one with a small bottle cap at 600 million."

"Thirty-six million? What? I have prescribed so much medicine, why should I..." Zhao Xi suddenly remembered, her eyes widened in disbelief, and with a shake of her hand, the whole bottle of medicine was poured onto it.

In an instant, the man's wound seemed to be splashed with sulfuric acid. Black bubbles quickly appeared from the edge and spread out in a circular shape. The veins popped out, looking terribly fatal.

Zhao Xi scolded me, and quickly took the water hose from the side and rushed up, while rushing at him, saying: "What did you do last night? A beast. You actually asked me for that kind of medicine!"

Over there, Shen Yanshu didn't speak.

At this time, the man on the operating table was already out of shape, but he was still hanging on his breath and dying. After several injections day and night, the man's painful voice could not be covered even by a steamed bun.

"Please...please...let me die..."

He thought that the death row criminals were nothing more than a single shot, and he felt that he would die without regret after killing so many people. He didn't expect to be sent to the hands of this devil, and he tasted what it means to live worse than death.

Day and night remained unmoved, smiling with peach blossom eyes, reached out and patted the man's face, "Be good, you will die, don't worry."

Ordinary people must be shocked when they see this scene, and feel that Chao Xi is a demon-like existence without the slightest humanity, except for the professional law enforcement officers who sent the experimental products with a happy face.

There are always some people in this world who kill countless people and take pleasure in depriving others of their lives, thinking that the so-called death penalty is just a robbery.It took less than three seconds, so they became more and more reckless, and innocent people were brutally murdered.

Shooting is not enough to appease the anger of justice, only retaliation with the same means can make people feel just.

The experimental products he handles day and night are all criminals on death row, and there is nothing worthy of sympathy. The last value of their lives is for him to research methods that can cure remote and difficult diseases.

No one will sympathize with them, even if they are tortured out of shape.

After cleaning up the man day and night, he shook his head at the man's rotting body, "The side effects are too great, and it will disappear after a superhuman dose."

He looked sideways at the assistant next to him, "Abolish this, let's study something else."

After finishing speaking, he said to the phone: "You don't talk? Well, then I will personally send your partner over, and remember to give a good review, dear."

"Don't add any bad things." Shen Yanshu's voice carried a warning.

Zhaoxi said in his mouth: "Okay, okay, labor and management don't add any bad things, can't you? Hang up, I still have something to do."

After hanging up the phone, he threw the phone aside, shrugged his shoulders, and thought: "If you don't add the bad ones, then the good ones should be fine."

The assistant next to him shuddered deeply, thinking to himself that the good things you say, Senior Zhaoxi, are really scary.

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After hanging up the phone, Shen Yanshu's eyelashes trembled slightly. He walked to the door and stared at the note Yu Qiao left behind. After a while, he tore off the note and put it in his hand as he walked back. There was a bookcase in the bedroom. Go to the bookcase and push the bookcase away.

After the bookcase was pushed open, a locked door behind it was revealed. Shen Yanshu took out the key to open the door, and turned on the light.

The lights are on, and the clean and simple room is full of Yu Qiao's things and photos, homework books from when he was studying, used pens, clothes that he couldn't fit because of his height, and last time Pretending to be money that was burned but not burned.

Shen Yanshu pasted the note on the wall without moving his eyebrows.

This room made him so at ease.

Only Ayu exists.

But he won't let Ayu know that he likes to collect all Ayu's things, because even if he has a cold war with Ayu, even if Ayu is not around, those crazy thoughts can be calmed down here.

During the years without Ayu, whenever he was about to lose his mind, only here could he be redeemed.

And then he will stay in this place again for a long time.

He rested his head on the note, slowly closed his eyes, and called out in a hoarse voice: "Ayu..."

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When Shen Yanshu held Yu Qiao's things to see things and think about people, Yu Qiao was standing on the platform of the bus station, wearing sunglasses and a peaked cap, carrying a guitar that he and Shen Yanshu hadn't played in 800 years, waiting for the bus.

He had earphones plugged into the left side of his ear, and he was talking with someone with his mobile phone in his pocket.

"The performance in three days? Well, okay, I'll go."

Yu Qiao was on the phone with Chen Yi, and Chen Yi wanted him to be a guest at Zhao Han's concert.

His reply sounded extremely weak, and Chen Yi was silent for a while, "Are you okay? It sounds like a serious illness?"

That's right, the energy and spirit of being teased by Shen Yan are all paralyzed, and the whole body hurts like hell and still pretends to be nonchalant, mmp, there is no news from the dog system, and it's been a long time since I've seen bubbling like a dead person.

Yu Qiao thought about this in her heart, but replied calmly: "Yesterday, there was a cold wind, and I caught a cold, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

Chen Yi raised his heart when he heard it, "Did Mr. Shen find a doctor for you?"

The corner of Yu Qiao's mouth twitched, and she said without changing her face, "I found it, and it will be ready in two days."

Looking for a ball, before he even got up, I would run happily, seeing him in a short time would make me want to kill him.

Yu Qiao looked up and saw the bus he was waiting for came, said that I had something to do, hung up first, then hung up the phone with Chen Yi, the bus stopped in front of the platform, the door opened, and Yu Qiao was carrying the guitar got in the car.

After throwing a three-yuan coin, Yu Qiao walked inside. There were many people in the bus. S's bus was always crowded, not to mention the bustling areas.

He reached out to catch a bus hanger, and yawned lazily. He got up a little early, no, it was very early, and he was really sleepy to death.

Yu Qiao just held the sling on the bus to catch up with a vague sleep. Thanks to the fact that the buses in S City are generally quiet and there is no loud noise, she probably slept for about seven or eight minutes. The broadcast reminded Yu When Qiao was about to arrive at the station, Yu Qiao opened her eyes.

Then he got out of the car with his guitar on his back and returned to his villa.

Yu Qiao hurriedly cooked a meal for herself and stuffed it into her stomach, then opened Weibo to look at her cute little fans.

The fans were either urging him to live stream again, or asking him for the Nine Palaces, or asking him which drama he was auditioning for, but no one guessed that it was Gao Dao's drama, after all, Gao Dao is in the entertainment circle His status cannot be higher, so many people are vying for his films.

According to the thinking of normal people, it is impossible for a newcomer to successfully audition for a high-level drama.

Yu Qiao swiped Weibo for a while, and he found that he was indeed a little passive and sabotage.

After thinking about it, he estimated the notification time from the crew, and then posted on Weibo, "The missing persons are back, see you at the DF performance."

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