Fast through the white moonlight: boss, pick up the morals

Chapter 609 Stockholm Syndrome (14)

This person is very thoughtful, the original owner likes black tea.Others prefer bitterness, but she likes a strong fragrance mixed with a little sweetness.

But he is also a cold person, such a personality is very contradictory.

The memory of the original owner told Li Weixi that she was not such a person at first, and she was also addicted to sweets.But she has a rare mental illness.

Lack of affection, or in layman's terms, x indifference.

It is almost impossible for her to fall in love with others, and she can be cold-blooded towards everything in the world.Therefore, when she knew that the boss blocked two bullets for her, she could also send the boss to the prison with her own hands.

The wounds of this pair of bosses were just worse. After he had a serious illness, he no longer pursued her passionately.

In fact, Li Weixi has been lying on the bed for a whole day, and now she doesn't feel sleepy.

She lay flat on the sofa and flipped through her mobile phone, then got up and turned on the computer after a while.

There is a detailed introduction about the incident on the computer, including the person in charge.This is the revenge of extreme terrorists. This art exhibition has attracted tens of thousands of people. They choose to send someone to blow themselves up today, and it is in front of the world's top leaders. It is tantamount to provoking the United Nations.But the United Nations caught the wind early, and also made first-hand preparations.

As described in the original plot, the heroine won the battle beautifully and captured the terrorist leader alive. Now he is already under interrogation, and he will get a response soon after coming here.

But in the original plot, the boss was coldly rejected by the original owner, and it was the heroine who helped him.

This scene didn't happen, and the boss didn't know the heroine, so if they had any communication in the future, they would just be passers-by.

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In the camera, the woman is browsing the information on the web intently.

She took off her coat, and there were marks left by him all over her naked//exposed skin.

Si Heng poured himself a glass of wine, satisfied.

He concentrated on admiring every move of the woman, as if he was watching a wonderful movie, or an astonishing painting.

She is indeed very beautiful. In this world full of fair-skinned, blond-haired, tall and round Westerners, she has an Asian face with a standard oval face and red phoenix eyes. Just looking at those black pupils makes her feel affectionate.However, the black pupil is always like an unchanging iceberg, snowing for thousands of years.

Such two extremes also brought her charm to the extreme.

"Xixi," he took a sip of his wine, reminiscing about the feeling of dancing with her tongue, which is more exciting and intoxicating than high-grade wine, "when will you come back?"

He sighed, shook the wine glass in his hand casually, and drank the wine in it again.

We hadn't seen each other for hours, but he was going crazy thinking about her.

What you can't get is always the best, but after getting her, I only feel that she is even more beautiful.He wanted to imprison her firmly by her side, build a beautiful birdcage for her, and just be his own canary.

Want it so so much.

He tapped the screen lightly with his fingers, shrunk the window and moved it aside, and began to search for the next grand art exhibition all over the world.

This time it was a bluff, but it might not be the case next time.

He switched to a web page and entered the name of the terrorist organization based on the original exhibition.

The screen jumps, the screen is pitch black, and white English characters jump out line by line.

He pressed a few more keys, and the login information popped up.

Username Password.

Enter.

　Good night.I wish you all a happy new year! !We have an exam tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)