night.

After Sheng Wu sent Yas back to the swimming pool, she returned to the room.

She stood in front of a painting in the room. On the painting was a red spider lily made up of bones.

Well, Shengwu did it yesterday.

That bone was taken from the finger of that perverted rapist and murderer.

Sheng Wu's narrow and charming pupils were narrowed with interest, with wisps of black mist, like a wild beast that would devour everything in the dark night.

"I still feel like something is missing from this painting." The cold voice was filled with regret.

She raised her hand and lightly tapped the picture frame with her index finger.

Finally, Sheng Wu picked up a knife, cut her finger, squeezed out the blood, and pressed it against the center of the red spider lily that was spliced ​​together by bones.

Dye the stamens red, like.

The seeds of sin.

Seeing this, Sheng Wu was satisfied.

Her light-colored pupils became extremely thick, [Where is the male protagonist now? ]

Heituanzi knew that she was asking him, and he stroked his head which was burnt by lightning.

[...He was found by Sheng Mingqi's men and has now returned to City A from the beach. He is undergoing a physical examination at the hospital.]

Hearing this, Sheng Wu's eyes turned slightly cold. She was not just doing a simple acupuncture. What the hospital could find out might be due to the male protagonist's halo.

[Continue to stare at Sheng Jinquan and see if his health will improve! ]

【yes!】

After taking a shower and going to bed, Sheng Wu dialed the number again.

This time it was a phone call, not a video call.

"Hello."

The low voice was a little tired and extremely cold.

It seemed that he answered the call directly without even looking at who it was.

"Why, Mr. Jimo is exhausted just by cooking in the afternoon?"

Sheng Wu was lying on the bed, her voice soft and teasing.

Realizing who was coming, Jimo Li, who was resting with his head tilted back and eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, his cold, dark eyes half closed.

"Miss Saint, what's going on?"

His tone was still the same as before, neither cold nor hot, as if the afternoon meal had not brought any changes to the relationship between them.

It's just the relationship between doctor and patient.

Sheng Wu curled her lips and closed her eyes, "Mr. Jimo, it seems that I still have insomnia."

"......" Jimo Li already understood her subconscious meaning.

"Then Miss Saint, do you have any wishes that I can help you fulfill?"

Hearing this, Heituanzi laughed.

[Host, the villain's words sound like the turtle in the wishing well, hahahaha!]

Laughed like a pig.

Sheng Wu’s eyelids twitched, and she ignored it and blocked it directly.

"Then Mr. Jimo, can you make any wish?"

Jimo Li sat at the desk, raised his left hand, pinched Qingshan's straight nose, and spoke slowly.

"Within the scope of ethics and law."

"What if..."

Hearing this, Sheng Wu suddenly chuckled, her voice charming and seductive.

"I want Mr. Jimo to continue singing for me."

Jimo Li put down his left hand, raised his eyebrows, and was a little confused, but still asked.

"What do you want to hear?"

Sheng Wu smiled lightly, "Okay, just kidding, tonight..."

"I just want to hear Mr. Jimo's breathing."

Hearing this, Jimo Li, who was leaning back in his chair, stood up slightly and sat up straight. His Adam's apple moved up and down rhythmically. His suit was neatly dressed and his brows were cold.

Sexy yet abstinent.

"Miss Sheng, I think you may need to find a new psychiatrist for your treatment. Our cooperation ends here."

Under the black suit pants are long, straight, strong and powerful legs. Even if there is no one at home, he sits upright with his white shirt tightly fitted.

Cold, noble and unattainable.

"Why."

Sheng Wu was not in a hurry either.

Jimo Li looked at the documents and photos on the table, his cold and auspicious eyes half closed, his facial features were deep and handsome, and his expression was obscure.

"I have a lot of cases to deal with recently and cannot continue to treat you. I will compensate you in full for the compensation. In addition, I will also recommend another international psychotherapist for you."

"OK!"

Hearing this, Sheng Wu narrowed her pupils slightly. She did not try to persuade him to stay and agreed directly.

"Then, goodbye."

After that, she hung up the phone.

He dropped his phone at the end of the bed.

Heituanzi didn't understand, "Host, you already caught the fish, why did you let it go?"

Well, it has been studying human language intensively recently, fearing that it would not even know if the host scolded it. Of course, even if it knew, it would not dare to scold back.

However, it can be written down in a small notebook!

Sheng Wu, the owner of the fish pond, pulled up the quilt without any care, covered herself with it, and went to sleep.

[Heh, I'm the only one who rejects others. He's afraid that he'll get too deeply involved with me and lose control, so he wants to cut off contact with me. No way!]

She has already cast the net, how could she let the fish escape?

【Well, why don’t you try to keep me? 】

Sheng Wu's tone was cold and sarcastic. "Why should I try to keep him? If he wants to cut off contact, it depends on my approval. I won't try to keep him. I'll just let him come to me with a flattering face!"

......