Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Feng Wenshen's Adam's apple moved, from her ear to her lips.

The breath is entangled and flooded.

This feeling of being neither up nor down made him uncomfortable.

He wanted to hear her beg for mercy and see her cry, but apart from the sounds that escaped, she neither cried nor begged him.

Song Yuesheng pushed him and moaned softly, "Feng Wenshen, where is your guest room? I want to rest."

She had been waiting for a long time and was feeling a little sleepy.

When the noun and verb for sleeping appear together, she chooses the former.

Being addicted to desires will turn people into slaves and puppets.

She had seen many such people before.

Regardless of the occasion, do not avoid strangers.

Feng Wenshen automatically converted this sentence into three words.

He can't.

"Shengsheng, you asked for this!"

It was as if a switch was turned on in him. He lost his gentleness and patience and only knew how to rush forward hard, making the girl regret saying those words.

The blue sparrow in the sea of ​​stars supported its head with its wings and stared lifelessly at the pitch-black surroundings.

Another sleep.

Is Sister Yue regretting what she said, or does she want to have some fun before the mission fails?

Ugh.

The blue sparrow used its other wing to support its face.

Humans are so hard to understand.

It hoped it was the latter, so that it could go to see Miss Song Yue and the headquarters would not know that it had kidnapped the wrong person.

The morning light is dim, and the faint light penetrates into the window through the mist.

The quilt on the bed moved, and suddenly a man sat up.

The skin is covered with scratches.

Because of what Feng Wenshen said last night, netizens began to analyze who was the person who appeared in the hospital with Xia Tiantian, and even wanted to request the hospital's surveillance video again.

When I entered the live broadcast room in the morning and saw President Feng like this, I became wary.

What if it's another deception?

But what Feng Wenshen did next shocked netizens.

He quickly got out of bed, calling Song Yuesheng's name as he walked.

Seeing Song Yuesheng sitting in the backyard, Feng Wenshen breathed a sigh of relief, slowly walked over and hugged her from behind.

"Shengsheng, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Song Yuesheng's leisurely meditation time was interrupted, and he clenched his fist and swung it behind him.

Feng Wenshen cried out in pain, touched his forehead, and sat on the chair next to him.

"We have already been honest with each other, why are you hitting me?"

"So what? There is no relationship between the two of us."

Song Yuesheng glanced at him and picked up the tea on the table and drank it.

It is best to drink a glass of boiled water in the morning in autumn.

"It doesn't matter?"

Feng Wenshen's anger surged up again and he slammed the table hard.

"Song Yuesheng, what do you think I am! A friend?"

"You're not." Song Yuesheng calmly put down the teacup, "Two people who had a one-night stand will never meet again."

Feng Wenshen's face, which had been improving, suddenly turned horrible, with a sinister smile on his face.

He suddenly pulled Song Yuesheng up, and the moment he touched her clothes, he heard her extremely cold voice.

"Let's see whether you tear off my clothes faster or I die faster."

Feng Wenshen was stunned for a moment.

The girl who was so weak that she barely breathed last night appeared before my eyes.

He was terrified at the time and wanted her to "die" in bed, not that he really wanted to see her die.

In the end, he had no choice but to control his strength and treat her gently.

Feng Wenshen clenched his fist and pushed her. Seeing her fall to the ground, he took two steps and then stepped back.

Shengsheng was too harsh on him.

If he didn't let her know that he was her only support in this place, their relationship would not be what he wanted.

"Song Yuesheng, there is no one within a hundred miles. You can't escape, and no one can help you. Think carefully about what to say."

Song Yuesheng licked her lips as she looked at his back.

Threaten her.

Haven't seen you for a long time.

For someone like Feng Wenshen who only wants to pull her to the bed, One Thought of Life and Death is very useful.

After a few trainings, he will definitely be obedient.

But she didn't want to.

The blue sparrow thought Song Yuesheng's expression was a little scary, so it whispered, "Sister Yue... do you want me to spend some money to buy props to send you away?"

Song Yuesheng didn't stand up in a hurry. He answered while tapping his legs.

"No need. Sparrow Spirit, if I die in Feng Wenshen's house, does it count as being killed by the protagonist, and does that mean the mission has failed?"

Blue Sparrow was confused by the question.

It opened the simulation system and input the hypothesis Song Yuesheng mentioned.

[There is a 99% chance that the mission will fail.]

"Sister Yue, the mission has failed."

Song Yuesheng stretched his arms and slowly stood up from the ground: "Sparrow Spirit, you should go find Song Yue."

The Sparrow Spirit said that there would be many parallel worlds before the mission was completed.

But the Lan Xi in this world fell ill because of her, so she couldn't just leave without doing anything, nor could she take it for granted that the Lan Xi in the world that the Sparrow Spirit bound to Song Yue was her current self.

She will leave when Lan Xi recovers.

**

The perception of people in this world is very strange.

If a person is related to others by ordinary people, the ordinary people will definitely go to Orange and be strongly criticized by netizens.

But if the person is locked up by someone who is either rich or powerful, netizens’ comments are all full of envy.

Those who are imprisoned do not feel that their freedom of life is restricted at all. They even happily post their experiences online and compare themselves with those who are not as good as themselves.

This was the problem Song Yuesheng discovered on the third day.

She searched online for ways to make people happy and relaxed, and was attracted by the entry about envying Song Yuesheng. When she clicked on it, she saw that everyone was envious and wanted to possess her soul.

This is the end.

Song Yuesheng finally understood that Feng Wenshen was not relying on his power to prevent others from saying anything, but that the perceptions of people in this world were very different.

Even when Song Yisen sent her a message wanting to take her away, it was only because he didn't want to make her unhappy, and he didn't think that "imprisonment" was wrong at all.

"Xiao Yue, Xiao Yue!"

Song Yuesheng was brought back to her senses by the voice in the video. She looked at Zhou Fan in the upper left corner and said, "You guys go on the team-building trip. I can't leave and can't go."

The director of "Love Without Limits" felt that there was no new topic, so he started a video call and wanted to get ten people to go skiing in Serbia and watch the northern lights together in the next two weeks.

"actually……"

Wang Yiling had just washed her hair and wrapped it with a towel, looking a little funny.

"Xiao Yue, Mr. Feng likes you so much, if you give in to him, he will let you leave and you can have a good marriage."

After saying that, Wang Yiling couldn't help but shudder.

Why do I feel a little chilly?

She looked at the air conditioner display, 29 degrees.

It shouldn't be cold.

"If it really works, Yuesheng, don't forget to send us an invitation."

Xia Tiantian seemed to be at a roadside stall, and occasional shouting sounds could be heard.

Song Yuesheng pinched his brows and said, "Okay, I will definitely send you an invitation."

I'm afraid that before the funeral even takes place, the parallel world will cover the existing world.

Feng Wenshen, who was sitting on the sofa opposite, suddenly looked up and glanced at Song Yuesheng. Several cat dolls were pushed to a corner of the sofa by her without even taking off the tags.

I didn’t eat much of the fruit on the table.

He whispered, "Liar."