Arresting the little runaway wife: please be gentle with the wolf-like president

Every moment he spent with "An Qila" gave him the illusion that he was with Bai Yunshang.This illusion is so real that he can't help but do "everything he only wants to do for Bai Yunshang".

Night is the silence of death.

The gurgling water in the bathroom...

Because Bai Yunshang was too drunk, she could only groan, and didn't even have the consciousness to answer questions.

Sikong Zeye was holding her shoulders, shaking her non-stop, hurting her, wanting her to answer him! [

Bai Yunshang closed her eyes, she felt as if her shoulders were about to be crushed, even in an unconscious state, the pain came clearly, making her body tremble.

His fingers suddenly moved to her face, tearing off the Band-Aid——

Under the light, faint cut marks appeared on his face.

Sikong Zeye's eyes were gloomy, like the angriest cheetah in the forest, wanting to kill everything.And this kind of anger sometimes collides with an inexplicable happiness.

If she is really Bai Yunshang, if it is...

Sikong Zeye's back was stiff and his shoulders trembled slightly.

He is not a fool, this feeling of being too similar gave him a warning, so he investigated!

At this time, the sudden ringtone of the mobile phone rang——

"As the young master expected, we opened the store and checked, and the woman in the crystal coffin is indeed not Miss Bai..."

"In addition, the ingredients left in that bottle of medicine were also tested to be ordinary candies, but the shape of the candy was artificially made to resemble the medicine..."

"We also found that the crystal coffin had been pried open once..."

"We will further thoroughly investigate the mastermind of this packet swap..."

Everything happened to be confirmed.

In an instant, Sikong Zeye's body seemed to lose consciousness, and he stood there in a daze, like a weathered stone sculpture.

Perhaps it is really a stone carving, without thought, without expression, even numb to pain.

"Master, master? Do you want to come and see for yourself?!"

After a long time, Sikong Zeye seemed to come back to his senses, and a gravel-like voice resounded in his chest:

"Black market, the potion to remove the human skin mask."

The phone falls to the ground. [

It seemed that this phone call had drained all his energy.

He looked at her deeply, his eyes were deep and bottomless, and he couldn't see the meaning of the bottom in his eyes.

Suddenly he left here and walked towards the door.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridors of the castle, and there was a special kind of emptiness, very empty, very empty.It was as if a part of his heart was missing...