Chapter 1291 She will become a sinner through the ages
Fu Yancheng's fingertips were slowly rubbing her hand, holding her in his arms and patting her gently.
"Mianmian, go ahead and take a nap."
Sheng Mian frowned and felt the fragrance spreading on the tip of her nose again, making her heart even more irritable.
I was so irritated that I didn’t even want to pay attention to Le Xiang’s affairs anymore.
"Did you get this incense from Qin Bohuai? Did you ask for it?"
"Well, I see you can't sleep, so I just want to ask him if he has any prescriptions."
"Fu Yancheng, can you take this incense to a professional institution for inspection? I always feel that it smells uncomfortable."
She didn't dare to say that she had smelled incense at Mr. K's place without permission. After all, Qin Bohuai still helped her. If such suspicion planted a seed in Fu Yancheng's heart, then their relationship in the future would be ruined.
You can never go back to the beginning.
She will become a sinner for the ages.
She held her head, which was so painful that it was about to explode, and she was so angry that she was so angry.
"I just want to know the ingredients in incense."
Fu Yancheng thought she was allergic to certain ingredients, so he quickly asked Qi Shen to take the incense to an inspection agency.
An hour later, the agency's inspection report came out. Everything in the incense was soothing and good for the body.
Fu Yancheng read the inspection report to her specially.
"If you don't like one of the things, I can ask Bo Huai to remove this material."
After confirming that there was no harm done, Sheng Mian's high-hanging heart slowly fell to the ground.
But she did feel that something was wrong with her, that she was getting angry too easily, and that her suspicions had become very strong.
First he stabbed Fu Yancheng, and now he slapped him again.
Even when Le Xiang was talking bitterly about how much Fu Yancheng doted on her, Sheng Mian felt that she could hardly hide the anger in her body.
She wanted to scold Fu Yancheng loudly and ridicule his so-called liking.
This is really far different from her usual self.
Does love make jealousy so ugly?
She raised her hand and touched his face.
"Is your face swollen?"
"No, don't worry."
Le Xiang had already been taken away, and her luggage had also been taken away. She cried, made fuss, and hanged herself, but when she met Fu Yancheng's cold eyes, she was trembling with fear.
Only then did she realize that if she and Sheng Mian hadn't looked alike, she would never have been in such close contact with Fu Yancheng in her life.
But she was really unwilling to do so.
Originally I just wanted to be a substitute for peace of mind, who knew the real owner would come back.
Before leaving, she gritted her teeth and looked in the direction of Sheng Mian, her eyes full of jealousy.
But Sheng Mian, who was blind, did not notice all this, and now she had a splitting headache.
One moment I felt Fu Yancheng's voice was very close, and the next moment I felt it was far away.
"Fu Yancheng, why don't you find a psychiatrist for me?"
Maybe she really has a mental problem. She should see a doctor sooner and get better soon.
Fu Yancheng saw her deeply hidden resistance.
Few people are willing to admit that they have psychological problems.
"Mianmian, I will sleep with you and lie on the bed with you. If you can't sleep, I will read a poem to you, or I will project a movie. You can listen to the sound of the movie you have watched."
"good."
Sheng Mian quietly breathed a sigh of relief and was helped back to the master bedroom by him.
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On the other side, the man was quietly checking the things on the coffee table, with the corners of his mouth curled up.
The few people standing behind him were silent, waiting for his orders at any time.
The man flicked out the beads from his fingertips. The beads bounced twice on the coffee table and finally fell into the net below.
He chuckled lightly.
"No matter how hard this pearl struggles, it will still be caught in the end, so I don't understand what the meaning of struggling is. Wouldn't it be better to accept the reality as soon as possible?"
"Mr. K, we used such a large dose before. Is there any mental problem with her already?"
What's more, the man also increased the dosage of the medicine without authorization.
Anyway, this kind of damage can be repaired, it will just make Shengmian a little painful, so it's okay to let her suffer a little.
She thought she would be safe if she returned to Fu Yancheng?
In fact, that is the most threatening place.
After all, heart despair is far more painful than physical pain.
His fingertips very skillfully popped out a bead, and the bead still fell into a small net below.
He found it boring and pushed all the beads away from his hand.
But one of them fell from his palm, rolled along the corner of the sofa, and rolled into the edge.
This bead is beyond his control.
His eyebrows were raised slightly, and there was a bit of interest in his eyes.
"Mr. K, the side effects of that drug will slowly show up in the coming time, causing her sense of smell, hearing, and touch to all deviate, and she will be tortured to the point of going crazy. It seems that next month we can indeed
Let’s set off.”
The corners of the man's mouth curved.
"Naturally, I have to let her slowly recover before she completely turns into a madman."
When he said this, he was light and airy, as if Shengmian was just a toy in his hands.
"In addition, Mr. K, Songhai's actions have become increasingly unpredictable recently. I'm worried that he knows about the saint."
K's eyebrows furrowed sharply, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"He shouldn't know that what happened back then was too sudden. Besides, the saint herself is a genius hypnotist. She will not let anyone know her whereabouts."
The other people standing aside stopped talking, obviously everyone was very convinced of him.
K looked out the window and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.