Zhang Ya hurriedly walked over, looked at her and said, "Hey, Teacher Song is here to see you, you are obedient, we can go out when we are well." ”

Ever since he got sick, he has been afraid of the sun, and he has to close the curtains day and night.

"I don't want her to see, I don't want this slut, let her get out, let her get out!" Zhen Xi yelled hysterically, extremely repulsing Song Yiyan's approach.

Even if she died, she didn't want this woman to help her!

Zhang Ya glanced at Song Yiyan embarrassedly, and whispered to them to go out and wait, she persuaded Zhen Xi to get better soon.

After Song Yiyan and Ji Xing went out.

Zhang Ya looked at her and sneered: "Let me ask you, do you still want to film?" You don't want Song Yiyan to show you, you have a grudge against her, don't you like her, do I like her? Let me tell you, there are more things in the world that you don't like, you should be laughing, you still have to lose your smile. ”

Zhen Xi looked at her with a pair of red eyes: "She's a liar, how can she be an onmyoji, she just came to see my jokes!" ”

Zhang Ya reprimanded her: "Nonsense, she is the onmyoji introduced by Mr. Zhou, and she is very powerful, don't you believe me, don't you believe her, don't you believe your Mr. Zhou?" ”

Mr. Zhou is to support Zhen Xi, give her money, give her resources, support her financier, do financial business, very rich, wide connections and many contacts.

"Where did Zhou Sheng go?" When Zhen Xi heard her mention Mr. Zhou, her emotions finally eased a little, tears fell one by one, and her voice was hoarse: "Is he going to find another woman, is he going to abandon me?" ”

"Don't think about it, if Mr. Zhou doesn't like you, how can he take the trouble to find an onmyoji for you." Zhang Ya sat on the edge of her bed and comforted her: "You also know that these people who do business, especially in the south, believe in feng shui these things.

If you do this now, it will affect his luck, and when you are cured, he will naturally come to see you. ”

"Really?" Zhen Xi wiped his tears and was eager to seek the affirmation of others: "Will he come back when my illness is cured?" Will he still love me and spoil me as much as he used to? ”

Zhang Ya: "Yes, do you want Song Yiyan to come in and show you now." ”

A rich man like Mr. Zhou will never be short of women around him.

However, he still has feelings for Xi Xi now, otherwise he would not let her live in his villa, and he tried his best to find someone to treat her.

Zhen Xi nodded, as if it was very cold, and wrapped the quilt on his body tightly.

Since this period of illness, she has become afraid of seeing the sun, and she is more and more photophobic day by day, and she always feels cold, very cold, as if there is an air conditioner around her, which is constantly transporting cold air.

When Song Yiyan entered the house, she glanced at the layout of the house, and there was a very beautiful photo wall in the master bedroom, and the wall was full of photos of Zhen Xi.

Yes, they are all very sexy photos, the kind of intimate photos taken by my boyfriend, naked, **, very tempting.

She glanced quietly at the man next to her, and saw that he was staring out the window without squinting.

I don't know who opened the curtains, just in time to see the delicate roses in the yard.

At this moment, the sky has darkened, but those roses seem to be shining, shining brightly.

Song Yiyan stood still in front of Zhen Xi: "I'll ask you a few questions and answer me truthfully." ”

After Zhen Xi glared at her viciously, he thought of her Mr. Zhou and nodded obediently.

"When did you start feeling sick?" Song Yiyan asked her.

Zhen Xi: "Ten days ago, I started to feel cold and started to be afraid of light. ”

Song Yiyan: "When was the first time you came here?" ”

Zhen Xi's eyes were shocked, as if he couldn't believe it, and finally replied honestly: "Ten days ago." ”

Song Yiyan: "After that day, you started living here?" ”

Zhen Xi nodded: "I'm not feeling well, Zhou Sheng's place of residence is close to the set, so he asks the driver to pick me up on the set every day." ”

Song Yiyan nodded, almost guessed, and looked at Zhen Xi with narrow phoenix eyes.

Around Zhen Xi, there are red lips floating and delicate lipsticks, and you can tell at a glance that they are all women's lips.

There were eight of them, hovering around her, blowing air on her with their mouths open!

Zhen Xi didn't know what she was looking at, but instinctively felt chills: "What do you want to say?" ”

Song Yiyan smiled and said, "Your Mr. Zhou is a fetish collector, what about the murderer, you still thank me for saving your life!" ”

Zhen Xi's eyes widened, and he yelled at her angrily: "You are talking nonsense, you get out, you get out of me, I don't need you to show me!" ”

Song Yiyan pointed a little.

Zhen Xi screamed in horror, and saw in front of him, his red lips were opening and closing, yes, it was a mouth, only one mouth, floating in the air, his eyes rolled over, and he fell on the bed.

Song Yiyan glanced at her condescendingly, sneered, useless things, he only dared to yell at her, and when he saw such a thing, he was cowardly, and pinched her hard.

Zhen Xi woke up quietly, and when his eyes rolled, he saw that he was surrounded by one, two, a total of eight mouths, blowing at her.

Her brain was buzzing with fright, her body was stiff, her hands and feet were cold, and she wanted to faint immediately, but the pain forced her to stay awake.

Zhang Ya was much calmer than Zhen Xi, but she was holding on to the chair with both strands, her body couldn't move, and her eyes were as wide as copper bells.

Zhou Sheng is a murderer, so what's going on with these inexplicable mouths? Was it the woman he killed?

Song Yiyan gave her an accurate answer, pointing at those mouths: "Did you see it?" These are all things he collects. ”

Zhen Xi's face was pale, it was already ugly, but his face was colorless at this time, and he was a little stupid with fright.

"You're his next target." Song Yiyan pointed to her mouth: "Did you see it?" These mouths all look exactly the same, exactly like yours, he likes your lip shape, and wants to take it off and keep it forever. ”

Zhang Ya was already very frightened when she saw those mouths, and when she heard her say these words lightly, her heart twitched with fright.

Perverted!

That Zhou Sheng is a living pervert!

Bastard, relying on her money, she actually wants to murder the artists under her, see if she doesn't give him some color!

She is her cash cow in the future, without Zhou Sheng, she will also find her Wang Sheng, Li Sheng, Zhao Sheng, beautiful women, a little means, the most important thing is the gold owner.