Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

As night falls, lights dance outside the window, and silvery moonlight scatters beside the bed.

Jiang Wanqing was held in his hot arms, and the two of them were very close.

Through the thin cloth, I could vaguely feel his strong heartbeat.

The new equipment sent by Liu Mei has incorporated the most cutting-edge mimetic artificial intelligence, which can simulate a more realistic touch.

It's really immersive...

Could it be that his dark personality has really come out?

And she felt that Gu Shiche was angry.

Gu Shiche stared at her with a gloomy look in his eyes, and his low, intoxicating voice came through the radio waves, lingering in her mind.

The man held her wrist with one hand, his sharp profile looking particularly gloomy in the moonlight.

Jiang Wanqing's neck was tense, her eyes were wet, and she pushed weakly in his arms.

"Brother Shi Che, you're squeezing my hand so hard, it hurts, please let me go."

Gu Shiche tightened his grip on her wrist a little more, as if punishing her for running away.

At this moment, a cold sneer emanated from the man's lips, and his eyes were devoid of any gentleness.

That’s right, the dark personality appears again.

Personality exchange can actually occur in the subconscious mind.

He leaned over and buried his chin in the crook of her neck, his breath heavy and his voice hoarse.

"Qingqing, can you really feel pain?"

"As an illusion, do you really feel pain?"

Jiang Wanqing was stunned, her heart pounding.

phantom?!

Why did he ask this question? Did he see through me?

"Brother Shiche, what illusion? What nonsense are you talking about? Of course I feel pain."

"I...I'm going to find Brother Lu Qi to show you! Let me go first!"

Jiang Wanqing's eyes were filled with mist, her eyelashes fluttered, and she struggled to escape from his arms.

Before she could run two steps, Gu Shiche stretched out his long arm and caught her back.

"Want to escape again?"

"Even Qingqing, as an illusion, is so disobedient."

"You know, I hate it most when people lie to me. If you want to lie to me, you should pretend to be more sincere."

Please, since he has guessed that it was an illusion, can't he just wake up?

Jiang Wanqing's face turned pale and she turned to look at him.

She really wanted to say, "Da Congming, wake up!"

But his mouth was sealed and he couldn't shout out.

His brain was still rejecting and directly blocking out what she wanted to say.

"It really hurts, it really does!" Jiang Wanqing pushed him.

Gu Shiche was faintly angry, a slight ripple appeared in his dark eyes, and a slight curve appeared on his thin lips.

Jiang Wanqing was thrown onto the bed and sank into the soft mattress.

Suddenly, there was a weight in front of me.

Gu Shiche's throat rolled several times, his voice hoarse, and he pressed close to her.

"Since it's an illusion, I can do whatever I want to you."

"Anyway, Qingqing, as an illusion, won't feel any pain, right?"

A wicked smile played on his lips, and he stared at her trembling with fear with interest.

"I thought I was reborn before, but I was afraid Qingqing would hate me, so I kept enduring it."

"It was so hard to endure it that I couldn't even kiss hard."

The man pressed close to her, and his intoxicating voice, with a long tail note, was in her ears.

Jiang Wanqing could even feel his Adam's apple sliding, and the moment her eyes met his, his dark eyes were filled with glaring temptation.

"Brother Tokitoru...I'm really not an illusion!"

The soft voice was begging for mercy, and her beautiful eyes were misty, looking pitiful and extremely charming.

Gu Shiche said nothing, covered her eyes with his hands, and leaned over to get close to her.

He looked at her in the silvery moonlight.

Slowly, the tips of their noses touch.

His fingertips traced her contours and rubbed downwards.

"Qingqing, I miss you."

"I miss you so much, I'm going crazy."

"So, don't run away. Even if it's just an illusion, stay with me."

"Don't leave me alone in this abyss where I can't find you."

The moonlight shattered beside the bed.

The lights danced, and the familiar fragrance in her memory mixed with the strong smell of disinfectant in reality filled her mind.

The dark room and the flickering electric current create extreme confusion for the senses.

There was a suffocating oppressive feeling about him that was impossible to refuse.

Jiang Wanqing really wanted to say that she missed him too and was almost going crazy.

She would rather fall into the swamp herself and sink into the darkness with him.

She also longed to be eternally with him in the ultimate illusion.

Gu Shiche's breathing was heavy and rapid, half of his handsome face hidden in the cold silver light.

The corners of his eyes were red, and he looked at Jiang Wanqing with cold eyes. The veins on his arms were bulging, and he was tightly clutching the corner of the quilt.

"What should I do? I miss you so much that I even dream about you."

A burst of hot flashes.

Her legs were bound and restrained under her body, and her struggling hands were pressed above her head.

"I am afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, Qingqing, be good."

Gu Shiche coaxed her, but the force of his kiss on her lips deepened a little.

Kiss her until her waist becomes weak and her whole body becomes exhausted.

Listening to his heavy and rapid breathing, Jiang Wanqing clenched her teeth.

Gu Shiche's dark eyes were unfathomable, and his disguise was completely gone.

"Brother Shiche, but..."

"Shh, don't talk."

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Then, when he was about to take the most crucial step, Gu Shiche stopped.

His quilt had already been soaked with sweat, and the buttons of his white shirt were scattered all over the floor, hanging loosely on his body, leaving almost no coverage on his upper body.

The ground was a mess.

Gu Shiche knelt on the bed, looking down at Jiang Wanqing, whose face was flushed, and breathing heavily.

Jiang Wanqing's eyes were red, tears hung on her eyelashes, and she stared at him with her red eyes.

The feeling was so real, even the trembling was so real.

It was so real that he began to doubt himself again.

Is Jiang Wanqing in front of me really an illusion?

Jiang Wanqing took the opportunity to escape from his confinement and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt in shame and anger.

Fortunately, the connection between the two people's consciousness is invisible to other people, otherwise it would be so embarrassing!

Damn man! Lying in bed unable to move, his mind is still playing rogue!

Some people are really evil!

This kind of man should be put in a sack and hung on the wall to behave himself!

Gu Shiche had an indifferent expression on his face. He lay on the bed, put his arms around her waist from behind, and rested his chin on her neck.

His eyes softened and he squeezed her little hand.

"Qingqing, do you remember the time we jumped off the cliff?"

Of course I remember, I jumped off the cliff holding her in my arms, who the hell wouldn't remember?

But Jiang Wanqing didn't dare say that she remembered.

She pretended to be surprised: "Jump off a cliff? Brother Shiche, what are you talking about?"

Jiang Wanqing wrapped the quilt a little tighter.

Gu Shiche sat up and looked down at her.

He sneered, put on his gold-rimmed glasses, and adjusted the frames with his fingers.

"It's okay if you don't remember, we can do it again."

What again? Jump off a cliff?!

What is he crazy about?

Although I know he is conscious and won't get hurt, the pain still reaches his brain!

Gu Shiche leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"If the world we live in is an illusion, then no matter how much we struggle, we won't die, right?"

After saying that, he grabbed Jiang Wanqing's legs, his eyes darkening.

"Kill me, then you can rescue me."