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"Hahahaha …" "Shu Zimo, you have this day as well, hahaha …"

Looking at Shu Zimo lying on the ground, Xiao Jie laughed out loud. She had finally succeeded, now all she needed to do was create some fake scenes and wait for him to make a fool of himself, to see him suffer a fate worse than death.

However, he was not in a hurry. The sleeping pill would not be ineffective so soon. He had to fill his stomach first before he had the strength to work.

Every time Xiao Jie took a bite of her meal, she glared at Shu Zimo, as if she was taking his meal. She actually ate three bowls in a row, breaking her record for eating.

After eating, Xiao Jie did not even wash the bowls. She swept the dishes off the bed and looked at the mess on the floor. Only then did she feel satisfied.

After he was done, he poured the remaining half bottle onto Shu Zimo's body.

After finishing everything, looking at the peaceful sleeping appearance, Xiao Jie was a little reluctant to do anything.

He had originally wanted to create a scene of intense love and then leave by himself.

Making love with an AIDS patient is someone who is scared half to death and then crashes under long-term psychological pressure.

But looking at this face, Xiao Jie didn't know where to start.

Although he knew about matters between men and women, he had never truly experienced it.

After hesitating for a while, she replayed the hazy love film she had seen in her head. In her memory, there was nothing but men pressuring women.

Even though she wasn't an ignorant girl, even though she knew what was going on between men and women, how could she create an illusion?

No matter what happens next, the first step is always to undress.

Originally, she wanted to drag Shu Zimo onto the bed, but she didn't have that much strength, so she had to do it on the spot.

He took off Shu Zimo's jacket with much difficulty. Now, all that was left of Shu Zimo's body was a pair of flat underpants.

Xiao Jie did not dare look down, only above the waist.

However, the naked Shu Zimo looked really manly. Her thick and strong chest even had pectoral muscles. Her small hand couldn't help but stroke against her chest.

She was not a pervert, nor was she lustful, she was just curious, Xiao Jie told herself.

Although there were no outsiders around, Xiao Jie's hands were trembling. The man's chest felt different when she felt it, hard and hard.

Seeing that Shu Zimo had no reaction, Xiao Jie's hands became more and more impudent.

A little shy, but also curious, feeling very strange, Xiao Jie's face slowly turned red, her heart also 'thump thump, thump'.

Shuzi Mo really had the ability to do what he wanted. He was estimated to be more than 1.8 meters tall, and he also had this handsome face.

Little Jie's hand moved along his Adam's apple and climbed up his handsome face.

Thin, sexy lips. Remembering that passionate kiss not long ago.

Xiao Jie touched her face, it was so hot, if Shu Zi could not make a sound, perhaps she would have had a relationship with him.

Straight nose, not like a westerner, very much like a westerner, she couldn't help but think, Shu Zimo might be overdone.

And his skin, nice and smooth, not like a man's skin at all.

Upstairs, he touched his closed eyes.

These eyes were always emitting electricity all the time, attracting countless girls. In fact, she was a little resentful.

He was clearly a bad guy, why did the heavens still give him such a handsome face? A pair of amorous eyes like that?

From her right eye to her left eye, she moved along her cheek and returned to her lips that made her blush and her heart beat faster.

Slowly, slowly, Xiao Jie leaned over.

There was still a faint aroma of wine on his lips. Xiao Jie could not help but lick it and retract it guiltily.

"Why are you Shu Zhenhui's son? Why do you always go to nightclubs? Why did you let me meet you? "

She could not bring herself to do so. After being together with Shu Zimo for so long, she knew that he was not as bad as she thought. He could even be considered a good man, but she had said that she would avenge his father.

It was Shu Zhenhui who destroyed her home, who seduced her mother, who made her an orphan.

All of this was because of surnamed Shu. They deserved retribution.

His hand was still caressing Shu Zimo's lips, not wanting to leave.

Looking at the quiet Shu Zimo, Xiao Jie's heart ached.

With all her might, she dragged Shu Zimo onto the sofa, closed her eyes and pulled off his boxer pants, causing her to stop looking back.

She was afraid that she would not want to leave. She was afraid that she would not be able to harden her heart and go back to her room to pack her things.

She was leaving, but she would not be far away. She would watch him around him, watching him in her way.

When she reached the door, Xiao Jie suddenly ran back and stood in front of the sofa, staring at Shu Zimo's face.

She should have said goodbye to him.

He said goodbye softly, took out his phone and took a photo of Shu Zimo, then ran off at top speed.

Although she had thought over the plan in detail, she was actually at a loss as to what to do when it really came to doing it.

After leaving the Shu household, Xiao Jie did not go far. Instead, she rented a house opposite to Shu Zijie's. Although half of her savings were spent due to a year's rent difference, she did not regret it at all.

She felt that she was somewhat evil and wanted to know what would happen to Shu Zimo when she woke up.

Anger, anger, or panic. Unfortunately, no matter what expression it was, she couldn't see it.

Somewhat regretfully, in this kind of regretful state of mind, she unexpectedly had an evil thought.

He didn't even think about why he wanted to rent a house across from Shu Zimo's. Instead, he bought an ultra clear telescope and set it up right in front of Shu Zimo's bedroom.

As soon as he opened the curtains, he could see every corner of the room.

Shu Zimo didn't wake up until the evening of the next day. With a splitting headache, he rubbed his forehead and rolled off the sofa onto the floor.

The pain in his waist allowed him to quickly awaken.

Aside from pain, he was also cold. What was going on with him?

He opened his eyes and lowered his head to look at her. For a moment, he thought that it was just an illusion, but she actually saw that he was naked.

"Xiao Jie."

He held onto the sofa and stood up, looking at the mess at his feet. He called her Xiao Jie out of habit.

But no one responded.

"Damn it, what happened to me?" "Could it be that he went mad from alcohol and scared away Little Jie?"

He kicked away the bottle of wine in front of him as his mind was in a mess. His alcohol had always been good, so he would never do anything bad.

Could it be that he had been banned for too long and had turned into a pervert after drinking too much?

Impossible, Xiao Jie is an HIV carrier, if he really is like that, then she is suicidal.

His mind rumbled, and he really wanted to remember, but he couldn't fucking remember anything. He wanted to rinse off the cold water to clear his head, but when he got to the bathroom, he felt like someone had locked him in place.

He was naked in the living room, and the floor was a mess. Did he really rape Xiao Jie?

He lowered his head and looked at his second brother. The upper part looked clean, unlike the part where he had done something bad.

But if he had never done it before, why was he so naked?

He wasn't an exhibitionist, not to mention there was a woman in his family. He shouldn't be so abnormal, right?

He decided to take a bath first. Xiao Jie would ask her about it when she got back.

First, he splashed cold water on himself in an attempt to clear his head. However, the weight on his head only increased.

When he came out of the bathroom, he sneezed several times.

Looking at the time, it was already late. Shu Zimo did not think too much about it and went to his bedroom to lie down.

He had a splitting headache and his body was still aching. It seemed that he had caught a cold.

But where did Xiao Jie go? Why didn't they give him a blanket?

Enduring the tearing headache, he pulled out Xiao Jie's phone, but no one answered. He didn't think much about it, his head didn't seem to be his.

He was dizzy and didn't know how long he slept, but he was woken up by the unceasing ringing of the phone.

Old Man Shu and the company were the ones who called, so he threw the phone away.

It was already three days later when Xiao Jie had finished arranging everything.

When she looked through the binoculars, she was surprised to see that the curtains were open.

He had some doubts. It was the middle of the day, why wouldn't he go to work?

How strange, after observing for another hour, the person on the bed didn't seem to move at all, Xiao Jie was a little worried.

Could it be that the medicine had side effects? She had left him on the floor the other day, and if she could get into bed, it should be all right.

Because Shu Zimo did not get up, Xiao Jie did not go out at noon and instead ordered takeout.

By 2 in the afternoon, Xiao Jie was worried. No matter how tired she was, it was not like she did not eat lunch in her sleep. Furthermore, it was as if his body did not move at all.

Feeling a little uneasy, Mo Hongyi intended to go over and take a look himself, but he was afraid that he would be found out. Thus, after thinking for a moment, he called the security guards in the building opposite them to let them take a look.

He saw the security guard go upstairs, but no one entered his room.

Twenty minutes later, they finally saw someone enter Shu Zimo's bedroom, but Shu Zimo had yet to respond.

Xiao Jie was scared, could it really be that the medicine had side effects? Would Shu Zimo die?

If she didn't know that the security guards would send Shu Zimo to the hospital, Xiao Jie would definitely rush over.

Fifteen minutes later, they finally saw an ambulance parked downstairs.

Watching the medical staff carry Shu Zimo away, Xiao Jie's eyes turned black and she collapsed to the ground.

After waking up, she felt extremely guilty. She wanted to go to the hospital to see Shu Zimo, but she didn't know which hospital it was.

Besides, she didn't have the courage to call Shu Zimo. Aside from paying attention to the news every day, she also read the newspapers, afraid of seeing any accidents.

Every day, Xiao Jie would observe Shu Zimo's house, hoping to see him in the telescope.

Day after day, it seemed like the day before, on the third day, Shu Zimo finally appeared in Xiao Jie's telescope.

She was wild with joy. Shu Zimo had recovered, and he was back.

After observing Shu Zimo for a long time, Xiao Jie felt that he seemed to be looking for his.

After Shu Zimo left the house, she found some time to go shopping in the supermarket.

She had to find something to do. She loved to paint, and she had learned how to do it, and she wanted to see if she could draw an illustration.

After monitoring Shu Zimo for a month, Xiao Jie felt that she had entered a sickly state. She had to watch him turn off the light every day before she could fall asleep.

She had to watch Shu Zimo go to work every day to calm her mind and paint.

Although she received a job from the internet and could basically support herself, her heart was no longer as calm as it was before.

The Shu Zimo she saw in the telescope seemed to be a little different from the Shu Zimo she knew in reality.

I wonder if he ever looked for her?

The past few days, it seemed as if nothing had changed when he looked at him. He was still the same as he was a few days ago, going from 9 to 5 in the morning.

He did not go to the nightclub, nor did he bring his woman home, but he would occasionally return later.

Seeing Shu Zimo like Fu Feng, he was a completely new good man. All of her plans seemed to have come to a halt.

She didn't even know what she was going to do?

After moving to the same place, Xiao Jie switched on the deactivated phone and looked at Shu Zimo's messages. She actually felt very happy.

He wanted to open the window and scream.

After deleting the mail, which was already filled, every day, Little Jie had one more thing to enjoy, which was reading messages after Shu Zimo went to sleep. Although she didn't reply, Shu Zimo would send messages every day, from the first N of the day to the last three or five, there were only two left.

Revenge didn't seem that important anymore, but if she didn't want revenge, what else could she do?

It was as if she had lost her life goal, and Xiao Jie felt like she had been abandoned by the world.

Every day, apart from painting and observing Shu Zimo, it was as if she had lost his soul.

Searching online for anything related to Shu Zimo, however, there were too few relevant reports.

She had actually looked up everything about Shu Zhenhui. Coincidentally, a woman had appeared in her line of sight.

The woman's last name was also Shu Lei, just like the name of the shampoo.

Furthermore, she seemed to be quite famous. It seemed that ever since the disappearance of Shu Zimo's other younger sister, He Xiaoling, who had changed his name, this little sister, Shu Lei, seemed to have come out of hiding.

Since they were both from Shu Zhenhui and couldn't do anything to him, she might as well do something to his daughter. After all, they were not good people.

After observing Shu Zimo for half a year, Xiao Jie finally gave up on monitoring him.