After dressing as a vicious male partner, he was targeted by the reborn male protagonist

Dr. Xie's medicated diet Meng Yu had eaten a lot, and later found that these medicines had no effect on the anemia caused by soul damage, so Meng Yu completely gave up.

But he didn't know that Meng Chenyu's anemia was also caused by the reset of the script, so he still believed in Dr. Xie's medicinal diet.

And Meng Chenyu, as a party involved and an uninformed person, was forced to drink those bowls of medicinal food with a bitter face every day, and his bitter face turned pale.

Meng Yu quickly advanced the plot line while Meng Chenyu was raising his body.

【The moment Xiao Ranchen returned to the villa, his heart softened, but he was also a little scared.

He hoped to see Meng Yu, but was afraid of seeing Meng Yu. Meng Yu's madness made him feel self-blame and exhausted, but it was the first time Xiao Ranchen felt that he needed to be completely responsible to Meng Yu .

After sorting out his thoughts, he pushed open the door of Meng Yu's room, and Meng Yu stood by the window, staring into the distance with blank eyes.

Xiao Ranchen tentatively called his name: "Meng Yu, I'm here to see you."

Meng Yu trembled, turned his head stiffly and slowly to see Xiao Ranchen's appearance clearly, his pupils dilated instantly, and the next moment the indifference on his face disappeared without a trace, and the emptiness in his eyes was also stained with fear.

"I'm not him, I'm not him!" Meng Yu screamed and stepped back, "Don't come here, go away!"

Xiao Ranchen's face darkened slightly, with a bit of heartache in his expression: "Meng Yu, it's me, and I'm your favorite person, Xiao Ranchen."

"Ah!" As Xiao Ranchen approached step by step, Meng Yu retreated to a corner, and there was no way to retreat.

He screamed and squatted down, frantically scratching his face with his nails, and shouted repeatedly: "I don't look like him, I don't look like him, you go, you go!"

Xiao Ranchen's heart sank, and he quickly stepped forward to grab his hands, clasped him tightly in his arms, and shouted loudly: "Where is the doctor? Doctor!"

The doctor and several life assistants rushed in quickly, helped hold Meng Yu down, and injected him with a sedative.

After a while, the sedative took effect, and Meng Yu fell down limply, closing his eyes as if he was already in a deep sleep.

Only then did Xiao Ranchen heave a sigh of relief, and let his assistant carry him back to the bed, and asked with a serious expression, unable to see clearly, "What's going on? You asked me not to see him, I haven't seen him for a month , why is he still so delirious?"

The doctor sighed and shook his head and said: "But this environment is also stimulating him. I don't know what he has experienced, but I have been living in this environment that stimulates his spirit. There is no benefit in the recovery of his illness, I suggest that he change his living environment."

The look in Xiao Ranchen's eyes was brewing for a moment, and he suddenly sneered: "But I also remember that there is a therapy called desensitization therapy, which allows the patient to receive the same stimulation continuously, and then he will be forced to get used to this stimulation. After a long time, He won't be able to resist the stimulation."

The doctor looked at Xiao Ranchen hesitantly, but was stopped by Xiao Ranchen directly: "Just take care of his body, don't ask too much about anything else."

"Okay." The doctor looked in Meng Yu's direction sympathetically.

Desensitization therapy sounds very effective, but once the stimulation exceeds the critical point, the patient's spirit may completely collapse, and even self-harm occurs when the stimulation is not received.

But looking at himself as the host, he not only wants to undergo desensitization therapy, but also seems to want to forcibly press into the patient's heart during this psychologically fragile period, to achieve mental control to a certain extent, and to let the patient Form a spiritual dependence on him.

He was just running away for food, so he had no ability to deal with a monster like Xiao Shi, so even if he sympathized with Meng Yu, he could only take care of him more in normal times.

Xiao Ranchen even directly made up his mind, since Meng Yu was so resistant to the past, he would destroy all the past and start from scratch. 】——Excerpt from "The President's Double Lover"

In Meng Yu's first life, he didn't understand, and Xiao Ranchen almost succeeded in his ignorance. Later, he found out that the plot forcibly lowered his IQ. He clearly knew what was going on rationally, but he couldn't control his body.

This time is different, Meng Yu's spirit is completely normal, and even because he walked through it once, he has the perspective of God, and looks at all this more indifferently, and his heart is calm.

In order to exercise psychological control over Meng Yu, no matter how much Meng Yu resisted him, Xiao Ranchen forcibly tied Meng Yu up and hung his photos all over his room.

Meng Yu fainted from excitement countless times, his hands were strangled with bloodstains, Xiao Ranchen forced himself to persevere.

Xiao Ranchen felt that once this opportunity was missed, it might be impossible for him and Meng Yu.

On the surface, Meng Yu followed the rhythm of the plot, but in his heart he felt a strong sense of fatigue and disgust. He couldn't bear it several times and wanted to kill Xiao Ranchen.

In the end, he was worried about himself because he was worried that Meng Chenyu would find out that the plot had been reset, so he forcibly endured it.

Every time Xiao Ranchen came back, he would forcefully hug Meng Yu, and then feed him with his own hands. If he didn't come back, no one would be allowed to give him food.

Although when Xiao Ranchen was not around, Meng Yu could act freely, but because of the deep involvement in the drama during this period and the influence of the plot, he had no appetite for a long time. William couldn't stand it anymore, so he secretly told Meng Chenyu.

Meng Chenyu saw that Xiao Ranchen was not coming back, so he sneaked to Xiao's villa to bring Meng Yu something to eat.

"Did you listen to William talking nonsense? Everything is going well now." Meng Yu glanced at William coldly, but there was a spring-like smile on his face, and Meng Chenyu couldn't help rubbing against the tear mole at the corner of his eye several times. .

Meng Chenyu said unhappily: "Don't tempt me with beauty, everything is going well now, except your meal is not going well."

While talking, he opened the huge lunch box he brought over, a tomato scrambled egg, a small fried shredded pork, a box of white rice and a cup of fragrant chicken soup.

Meng Yu glanced at the food, but still felt that he had no appetite. His eyes couldn't help being attracted by the tomato scrambled eggs.

This dish is obviously different from other dishes and soups, not as delicate as them, and even a little burnt. Meng Yu looked at Meng Chenyu calmly, and sure enough, he saw a trace of tension and expectation in his eyes.

Meng Yu casually hooked the corners of his lips, but his face still looked world-weary: "I don't have much appetite, I really don't want to eat."

Meng Chenyu cleared his throat, and said righteously: "Then I'll feed you, you must give me some face, right?"

Meng Yu gave him a hesitant look, and finally seemed to be forced to compromise: "Okay."

Meng Chenyu couldn't wait to pick up the bowls and chopsticks. First, he picked up a piece of fried meat and fed it to Meng Yu. After eating, Meng Yu commented: "It's average."

Then Meng Chenyu fed Meng Yu another sip of soup, Meng Yu still reacted flatly, and even turned his head: "It's too boring, I don't want to drink."

In the end, Meng Chenyu almost nervously took a chopstick of tomato scrambled eggs and fed it to Meng Yu, stared nervously at him chewing and swallowing, then watched Meng Yu slightly frown, not only feeling a little disappointed in his heart: "It's not delicious, is it?" ?”

Meng Yu didn't speak, the loss in Meng Chenyu's eyes became more and more obvious, and the dull hair on his head also slowly fell down.

Meng Yu couldn't help but a smile appeared in his eyes: "This tomato scrambled egg is not from the same hotel as the other two dishes, is it?"

Meng Chenyu seemed to be hit harder, his head drooped, and his voice was muffled: "Well... I know tomato scrambled eggs may be the worst..."

"No." Meng Yu interrupted him, "I mean, tomato scrambled eggs are so delicious, how could they be delivered from the same hotel as the other two dishes?"

The stupid hair on Meng Chenyu's head stood up in an instant, and Meng Chenyu's voice was a little high: "Really?"

Meng Yu sneered: "After all, this is a dish that my dear boyfriend cooked for me."

"How do you know I did it? What's wrong?"

Meng Yu picked up a bit of a mushy egg with a half-smile: "After all, only a novice can do it."

Meng Chenyu swallowed, a blush gradually appeared on his face, and finally he almost became angry from embarrassment: "Then you were playing tricks on me in the first place? You clearly knew that I made this dish, so you insisted on sneaking away from me."

Meng Yu smiled cheerfully: "But among these three dishes, this is the most delicious. It is light and sour, and it also has a share of your love."

At this time, Meng Chenyu didn't like him at all. He smashed his chopsticks on the bowl and snorted, "Haven't the hands grown already? Eat by yourself, the young master won't serve you anymore."

Meng Yu picked up the bowl and chopsticks indifferently, and under Meng Chenyu's dark gaze, he ate up the plate of tomato scrambled eggs with rice, not even a mouthful of soup left.

Meng Chenyu secretly felt a little proud in his heart, it seems that his cooking skills are not that bad.

Meng Yu's voice was a little hoarse, and he took a sip of chicken soup with a spoon and brought it to Meng Chenyu's mouth: "Hey, help me drink some."

The tips of Meng Chenyu's ears turned redder instantly, his eyes flickered, he was coaxed by Meng Yu to finish the whole cup of chicken soup in a daze, and then he went back with his takeaway box in a daze.

As soon as Meng Chenyu left, Meng Yu said in a hoarse voice, "Quick, bring me some glasses of water."

With the help of one side, he quickly went to pick up several glasses of warm water, and then watched Meng Yu drink up tons and tons of them, and his voice barely recovered its original tone.

The little assistant couldn't help but be speechless: "Boss, why did you finish eating it when it's so salty?"

"What if I save a little bit and he eats it by himself? It's the first time for a kid to cook, so don't hit him." The pampering in Meng Yu's eyes seems to make people drown in it.

But he was so dazed by beauty and gentleness that he completely forgot that he came here to teach Meng Yu a lesson. He proudly said to Ian: "I think I have a talent for cooking, and my cooking skills are not inferior to Meng Yu's. It’s just that I haven’t practiced much, starting tomorrow, I will cook for him and deliver it to him every day.”

Ian: "... Boss finished eating?"

"Of course." Meng Chenyu raised his head proudly, "Except for my food, he doesn't like anything else."

Ian helped to try the dishes, and he couldn't help secretly admiring him. As expected of the boss, he was really awesome. Thinking of Meng Chenyu's salt as if he didn't need money, he couldn't help but worry about whether his boss was still alive.

Merciful Lord, may Buddha bless the boss of his family, Amen.