On the Horror of the Glamorous Halo [Transmigration Book]

Mr. Linhai froze, but soon she said in a mocking voice: "Are you concerned about me?"

Gu Sicun glanced at her indifferently, did not speak, neither admitted nor denied.

The sneer at the corner of Mr. Linhai's mouth was even heavier: "I haven't seen you for a few days, what has changed so much?" She lowered her eyelashes, and brushed her fingers over the injured part of her waist, where there is now a scar, "I haven't forgotten, you But you want to kill me?"

Gu Sicun was not moved by Mr. Linhai's words, but just twitched his lips without emotion: "I'm not a masochist."

Mr. Linhai understood what Gu Sicun meant. Gu Sicun followed her not because he didn't hate her, but because he didn't want to be tortured needlessly. After all, Gu Sicun's life and death are all in his mind now.

Mr. Linhai suddenly felt a little bit of joy.

——Having such a consciousness actually means that Gu Sicun has gradually softened.Now it's just a choice to obey in order not to be tortured, so what's the next step?

Seeing that Mr. Linhai did not speak any more, Gu Sicun withdrew his gaze from looking at Mr. Linhai, and silently looked at the window in front of him that was blocked by thick curtains. His gaze was extremely focused, as if he could see the sunlight and Sky.

The scissors in Mr. Linhai's hand slid down Gu Sicun's neck gently, but Gu Sicun didn't seem to feel it, except for the goosebumps aroused physiologically, he didn't even have the slightest reaction.

Mr. Linhai looked at Gu Sicun and squinted his eyes.

She noticed that since she drew the curtains, Gu Sicun never thought of opening the curtains again, whether he turned on the lights or just sat here.

The curvature of Mr. Linhai's mouth deepened.

She had already told Chen You to try her best to meet Gu Sicun's requirements, but she must follow two principles: first, cut off all channels of contact with the outside world, and absolutely not allow him to leave this room for half a step; restrict his freedom.

Now it seems that Chen You has done a good job, but it only took more than a month, and the actual effect is better than he imagined.

You must know that the embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by ant nests. At the beginning, it may be just to gradually develop some small habits, but in the future...

Mr. Linhai's previous bad mood was swept away, looking at Gu Sicun who didn't seem to feel anything about it, she showed a sweet smile like a child who got a toy he wanted.

Although it is a good idea to torture Gu Sicun physically, it seems more interesting to destroy him mentally like this step by step.

Thinking of Gu Sicun being tamed into one of her dogs in the future, Mr. Linhai's face turned red with excitement, her heart was beating wildly in her chest, and every nerve in her brain seemed to be dancing with joy .

Mr. Linhai hadn't been so excited for a long time, and it took her a long time to calm down the feeling of surging heart.

Mr. Lin Hai gently combed Gu Sicun's hair twice with his fingers, then pulled a chair over and sat beside Gu Sicun: "Continue to talk to me about mine today—you can treat me as just the author." Mr. Linhai'."

——Not only Gu Sicun used to test Mr. Linhai, but Mr. Linhai also wanted to use Gu Sicun's "feelings after reading" to spy on his spiritual world.

Gu Sicun looked at Mr. Linhai, the girl had a smile on her face, and there was a darkness that could not be seen in those big beautiful eyes.

Gu Sicun was silent for a moment, and then repeated as if asking for proof: "...just "Mr. Linhai"?"

Mr. Linhai nodded.

Gu Sicun didn't reply for a while.

"You can say whatever you want," Mr. Linhai said, "if you are satisfied with what you hear, I guarantee that your life in the future will be the same as it is now."

Gu Sicun was silent for a long time, and finally said: "What do you want to hear?"

The corner of Mr. Linhai's mouth curled up: "Let's just talk about your favorite book."

Gu Sicun straightened out his thoughts and began to speak slowly.

——In this game, they all want to be the winner, and now it's up to who will fall short in the end.

The author has something to say: Thank you Wild Fengliang for mine! (*＾3＾)