paranoid personality disorder

I squinted and watched him close his eyes for a long while, then pulled his head up, picked up the towel I put next to him, covered his head, and rubbed it hard for a long time.

When the towel was thrown away, the man looked at me with his eyes open.

It seems that there is no sleepiness at all.

I looked at him: "Don't fucking wet my pillow."

He groaned, straightened his body, leaned against the head of the bed, lowered his eyes for a while, then suddenly raised his eyes to look at me and said with a sneer, "Doctor Lin is better, or am I better?"

I glanced at him and said nothing.

He uttered an ooh to himself, but still smiled and said, "Then Amuma is better to use or I am better to use?"

I pulled off the quilt and got ready to sleep, but he pulled my quilt and got into my bed and asked, "Are you reconciled with Ah Nua?"

I didn't speak.

He himself denied it: "No, if we reconcile, my current position will be his."

He smiled: "What, I thought you two are more in love than gold, and you can't break it apart."

When I heard this, my whole body exploded. I lifted my leg and couldn't help but kicked him directly in the lower abdomen. He was caught off guard for a moment and was almost kicked off the bed by me.

Kneeling and sitting on the ground covering his stomach with one hand, and resting on the edge of the bed with one hand, the sheets that were gripped by his fingers were deformed.

I leaned over, stretched out my hand and pulled his hair, pulled up his sweaty face, and said angrily in a cold voice, "Why, you took it apart, are you happy?"

One of his hands clenched tightly on the bed sheet lifted up and directly touched my hand holding his hair, until both hands were completely covered, and he said with a pale face, "It hurts."

I shook my hand, pushed him, and looked at him coldly.

He clutched his belly, crawled onto the bed with a bent body, and curled up on the bed.

Maybe I was really angry just now, and the strength I used was a little out of control.

Sitting on the bed, I just watched him huddled in the corner of my bed, still gasping for air hissingly.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get. There are such scumbags and idiots in this world.

He even stretched out his hand to grab my hand, his palm was wet with sweat, covering the sticky sweat on the back of my hand.

Mingming seemed to be gasping for breath in pain, so he replied with a smile in his voice: "Happy, so happy."

I shook his hand, and almost wanted to beat him up again, but I held it back anyway, the veins on the back of my hand were so bruised, I satirized him in a cold voice: "Why, pissed me off? You mean? Want to get beaten up?"

He stretched out his body hahaha, lay on his back on my bed, and glanced at me sideways: "Well, a little bit." He also lifted up the hem of his shirt and let me see the place near his stomach where I kicked him.

I glanced intently, it seems to be a little green?

He smiled: "It hurts."

I choked for breath, and opened my mouth to sneer: "Does it hurt, is it so fucking cheap to hurt you?"

He covered his clothes and prepared to crawl over to get closer to me, while still muttering: "It won't hurt if you rub it for me."

Someone had already crawled up to me, and suddenly the phone rang.

I froze, this is not my cell phone ringtone.

He also seemed to be stunned, retracted his body, climbed out of the bed and searched for a while in his scattered clothes, and finally answered the phone before the ring was about to go off.

"Hey?"

He glanced at me, climbed back on the bed, sat two palms away from me, rubbed his stomach slowly with one hand, and talked on the phone at the same time: "Well, I'm outside, I have something to do, Yes, I came out in a hurry, and I don't want to disturb your sleep."

I snorted coldly.

Seeing him talking on the phone with a serious face, it looks like the idiot just now has completely turned into two people.

When he was on the phone like this, he still had time to look at me, and smiled with the corners of his mouth hooked, but his voice was very calm.

What an idiot.

I reached out and took his mobile phone directly, but he paused for a moment, but he didn't resist.

"Hello, Dr. Lin?" I said.

There was silence for a while: "He Ji?"

I said, "Doctor Lin, I suggest you have another evaluation with Mo Qian."

He hesitated for a while, then replied: "I think I will, but, He Ji, I suggest you come out and have a chat with me."

I glanced at the man leaning on the bed who looked like an old god, his expression was a little innocent.

I was silent for a while, and said: "You come to my house to pick him up, do you want me to send you the address?"

Dr. Lin said: "Forget it, let him stay at your place for one night." After a while, he said, "Let's meet tomorrow and have a chat, shall we?"

I answered.

The other side smiled and said, "Can you give him the phone now?"

I threw the phone back straight away and glanced at him.

I saw this person take the phone and put it to his ear: "Hello?"

After a few hums, he said in a soft voice: "I'll go back and apologize to you, okay? Yes, I promise you everything, okay, Ah Shen."

After a few more hums, he hung up the phone.

look at me.

Smiling: "He Ji, isn't Ah Shen particularly cute?"

I didn't speak, and he continued on his own: "I'll give you half of him, okay?"

"It's yours during the day and mine at night, is that okay?"