Quick Wear: Fake White Rabbit! The yandere boss needs to be disciplined

Su Jun was lying on the bed. For some reason, his hands and feet were cold, and his whole body was chilly, as if something was pulling his hands and feet and dragging him into the ice cave.

He pulled the quilt upwards to give himself some warmth, his eyes falling somewhere casually.

The fact that Officer Li came to see him showed that he had noticed something was wrong.

His hints on the phone were so obvious that if Officer Li wasn't stupid he would definitely investigate.

No matter what the relationship between that woman and Chu Muyang is, if she is pushed out first, Chu Muyang's actions will be restricted to some extent.

Thinking about it on the bright side, maybe the police have already noticed Chu Muyang.

Su Jun was in a good mood, with the corners of his mouth raised and he yawned contentedly. He arched his little face on the pillow, found a comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, his butt was still a little sore. Su Jun held his waist and sat up, cursing Chu Muyang for being a beast while checking the time.

There is still one day left before Chu Muyang says he will take him away.

Su Jun went to the unit again today and wrote a letter to the dean.

"You want me to give this to Cheng Feng?" The old dean held the envelope with a look of rejection on his face.

He didn't really want to do it.

Who knows if there will be any article in Su Junxin’s letter.

It is better not to take risks during sensitive periods.

Su Jun saw through his thoughts at a glance.

I opened the envelope directly in front of him and placed it in front of the old dean. "This is a farewell letter I wrote to him, encouraging him to live a good life in the future and not to have any contact with me. Don't worry, it has nothing to do with our plan. You don't have to be so wary of me."

The old dean was seen through, cleared his throat to ease the embarrassment, glared at Su Jun and shouted: "Who said to you and us?"

He picked up the letter and read it over and over again, glancing at Su Jun out of the corner of his eye. When Su Jun saw him looking at him, he would smile back at him.

There is really no problem...

The old dean put away the letter and looked at Su Jun: "You promised me that I would help you protect Cheng Feng and not get involved in these things."

"But I think you need me," Su Jun found a seat, sat down, crossed his legs, and smiled.

“You think too much”

The old dean rested his elbows on the table and said seriously, "Your role is to help us get the list. You have nothing to do with it after that. Just stay here and don't cause any trouble for us."

"And this is the last time I will help you contact Cheng Feng"

I helped Su Jun once last time, and Su Jun did it a second time. If this continues, there will be no end to it. When will it end?

The old dean had a determined look in his eyes, and acted as if he would never be soft-hearted again.

Su Jun was not affected by him, shrugged, and said in a tone that even asked for a beating: "I can help you destroy the evidence."

The old dean narrowed his eyes. The young man supported his chin with one hand. His almond-shaped eyes were slightly round and bright, simple and innocent. His broken hand crossed his chest, which looked a little funny, but did not prevent him from smiling very confidently.

She said to him, "Have you ever thought about what would happen if the police found you after your father's death? You ruined your bright future for those bad guys? It's not worth it."

"..."

I have never thought about this question.

"You also know that what you are doing now is no different from dying together. They deserve to go to hell. Do you want to go to hell with them?" Su Jun frowned slightly as he looked at the old dean with a smile in his eyes.

There is a play.

Su Jun raised the corner of his lips, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, "I have a way to help you~"

"you?"

They were forced into a situation where no one wanted to gamble with their future.

The old dean rolled his eyes and asked tentatively, "What can you do?"

"secret"

Su Jun smiled mysteriously, "Anyway, I can help you guys."

After saying that, Su Jun waved his hand and left the office.

In the hospital corridor, 7410 stuck his head out and stared at Su Jun's light brown pupils, "Are you touched by love?"

It was obvious from Su Jun's words just now that he wanted to help the old dean. This is a very rare thing, which surprised Tong.

"Um?"

Su Jun turned his eyes to the side and sneered, "You're overthinking it. Isn't this the mission that forces me to be a good person?"

If it weren't for this damn mission, who would care about other people's life or death.

When his love overflows?

There's no such thing anymore.

"Tsk, I knew it's hard to change your nature, but I'm relieved that you didn't cheat anyone." What else do you want? With the host's temper, you can't ask for more.

Every bit of progress counts.

7410I feel a sense of sadness as my son is growing up.

"………", Su Jun looked at 7410 with a cold face, and suddenly smiled. The smile was so sweet that 7410 shuddered, "You'd better not look at me like that"

"Ah? Why?"

"Because," Su Jun leaned close to 7410's ear and whispered, "I also like to pick other people's eyes for fun."

"!!!" Bad guy! 7410 flew up in fear.

Otherwise, how could Su Jun and Chu Muyang get together?

Half a catty is equal to eight ounces!

The 7410 airbag shrinks into a ball.

"Waste," Su Jun snorted, in a good mood.

Until he saw Chu Muyang, his mood became gloomy again.

A disgraceful guy.

He stood at the entrance and looked at Chu Muyang... He glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that it was only noon.

“You’re here so early?”

Su Jun simply greeted Chu Muyang and reached out to take off his coat.

It was too troublesome to get dressed with his injured arm, so he put his coat on. Chu Muyang stood up and reached out to him, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger.

Then she brushed his cheek with her fingertips, touched the corner of his lips, and asked softly, "Brother, are you happy?"

His voice was as light as a feather, with a youthful and magnetic charm. Su Jun raised his head slightly, looked into Chu Muyang's slightly drooping eyes, his mind in a mess.

Why are you crazy again?

He tried to discern what Chu Muyang was thinking. His eyes were dark and did not reveal any emotion, but his movements were exceptionally gentle.

No killing intent...

You can try it.

Raising his hand to cover Chu Muyang's, Su Jun closed his eyes and caressed the slightly rough hand, "Why do I have a sad face every day?"

Chu Muyang leaned forward slightly and pressed his lips against his forehead before leaving immediately.

Su Jun was stunned, and touched the place where Chu Muyang had kissed him. His heart was beating uncomfortably...

Ignoring the strangeness, Su Jun turned his face away, pushed Chu Muyang aside and walked into the living room. He had previously placed magazines on the sofa, but now they were gone.

Did Chu Muyang clean it?

I can't tell that the psychopath is also a snail girl.

He cast an approving look at Chu Muyang.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but Chu Muyang was very silent today and difficult to understand.

The atmosphere was a bit depressing. Su Jun didn't want to pay attention to Chu Muyang. Since he didn't say anything, he had nothing to say.

I simply curled up on the sofa, opened my laptop and planned to find a movie to watch.

The guy who had been watching him from behind moved over and hugged him.

The high body temperature made Su Jun nervous. Chu Muyang buried his head deep in his neck, tilted his head and looked at him and said, "Brother, Cheng Feng is awake."

"..."

Su Jun stopped typing on the keyboard and looked sideways in confusion, "What are you telling me about what?"

"Don't you want to know about his recent situation?" Chu Muyang raised his head and looked at him. His eyes were clear and bright under his messy hair, and his simple and innocent expression made him look pure and harmless.

The purer, the more brutal...

Su Jun no longer believed in appearance.

He looked away and said coldly, "Do you want me to know about his current situation?"

"Of course not," Chu Muyang tightened his arms, his eyes flashing with paranoid possessiveness.

It would be better if my brother didn’t look at anyone.

"Then what are you asking?" Su Jun said with a bit of impatience.

Chu Muyang pretended not to see it, smiled faintly, put his arm around Su Jun's slender waist, and stared at Su Jun's pale pupils, "Brother, do you really not care about him at all?"

His words were full of temptation, and even his eyes were filled with deep inquiry. He was not as gentle as he appeared to be. Su Jun heard murderous intent in his words.

His performance at this moment determines Cheng Feng’s life or death.