Running wild in the arms of the sick boss

Qin Wuwang has no love history, as blank as a piece of paper.

In his cognition, hugging, kissing, and sleeping together count as being together.

Even if they didn't break through the last line of defense between men and women.

It still counts.

His eyes were gloomy, looking at the empty space on the other side of the bed.

The overwhelming sense of loss invaded every nerve in his brain.

Why did she leave again? Playing tricks on him, teasing him, and kissing him last night were all fake!

The door opened.

Xiao Ling walked in with a black sweater in his hand, expressionless. He looked at the bedroom full of luxury, covered with US dollars, and diamonds and jewelry scattered everywhere, and felt it was outrageous.

Xiao Ling handed over the sweater and said, "Master, Xiao Gu..."

"She's gone..." Qin Wuwang's phoenix eyes dimmed, sneered and self-deprecating, interrupting.

"?" Xiao Ling frowned, Master, are you thinking too much?

Qin Wuwang felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He took a deep breath, fell back on the bed, and suddenly opened his eyes. He was holding back air in his chest, threw the pillow, and roared angrily: "She slept with me and I ran away! Where can I put my face! If it gets out, they will say that I, Qin Wuwang, was slept with and then dumped? I don't deserve it, right!"

Xiao Ling pinched his nose helplessly, "..."

Sir, you deserve it, you deserve it, listen to me first.

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Outside the master bedroom, in the living room of the presidential suite.

The atmosphere was inexplicably weird.

Because the roar from the master bedroom was particularly explosive.

Whether it was the hotel security, the general manager, or the Qin family bodyguards, the special investigation bureau personnel, they all looked at the cold and beautiful girl with a frightened and trembling look.

Qin Wuwang?

They couldn't have heard it wrong.

Kyoto is going to have an earthquake!

The extremely noble "ancestor" of the Qin family was slept with by the eldest daughter of the Gu family chaebol?

What a shocking news!

Gu Yanluo looked indifferent and calm. When she heard the voice, she laughed ruffianly. She stood up, left the table and went to the bar, opened a bottle of high-purity liquor, and sat on the sofa.

She poured liquor on her bloody left hand and washed the wound.

She didn't even blink.

The wound was stimulated by the high-concentration liquor, and blood flowed. The sharp pain was piercing, and Gu Yanluo looked happy and seemed to enjoy it.

Everyone was shocked.

Is this what a human being does!

It hurts to death? But she is still laughing?

#

Master bedroom

Xiao Ling handed the sweater to Qin Wuwang: "Master, the person is not gone, he is outside, you think too much."

Qin Wuwang's heart skipped a beat, and he opened his eyes suddenly, "Not gone?"

"She put the fever-reducing patch on you."

"..." Qin Wuwang's hostility disappeared, he touched the cold fever-reducing patch on his forehead, flattered, and glanced at Xiao Ling coldly, "Why did you give me a sweater?"

He never wears sweaters, he doesn't like the heavy feeling.

"Miss Gu said, don't go to see her without a sweater."

Qin Wuwang obediently put on the turtleneck sweater he hated the most.

He washed up and walked out of the room, only to find that the atmosphere was wrong.

The air in the gorgeous suite was filled with the smell of alcohol mixed with blood.

Qin Wuwang appeared in the living room.

Everyone looked at them in awe and fear, and they all stole a glance, not daring to look directly at them.

A loose black turtleneck sweater wrapped around Qin Wuwang's slender body. His face was handsome like a god, noble and cold, but also pale and melancholy.

He had a fever-reducing patch on his forehead, his hair was slightly messy, and his charming eyes were sleepy.

He probably hadn't woken up yet.

As soon as he left the bedroom, he looked for Gu Yanluo.

And when he saw Gu Yanluo's hands full of blood...

His pupils suddenly shrank and his breathing stopped!

After realizing that something was wrong, Qin Wuwang's eyes changed, his pupils were brewing a storm, and the violent gloom between his eyebrows was like an indissoluble black fog.

It happened that the sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room was blocked by dark clouds, and the light dimmed.

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became cold.

At that time, Gu Yanluo was enjoying the spiritual pleasure brought by the pain, holding a high-concentration white wine and washing the horrifying wound on the palm of her hand.

She sat on the sofa, legs apart, black boots on her feet, domineering, elbows on her thighs, cigarette in the corner of her mouth, cold light leaking out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Qin Wuwang walking towards her quickly, and the cold mist in her eyes dissipated instantly.

As the smoke rose, she smiled lazily.

Gu Yanluo: "Huh? You ran away after I slept with you? And dumped you? When did we get together?"

Everyone gasped.

So we weren't together? We just slept together?

Qin Wuwang approached Gu Yanluo, looking at the beautiful and slender hand with blood and horrible wounds.

He felt his temple throbbing.

He could hardly control the irritability in his heart.

He had to do something to release it...

Qin Wuwang looked around, his eyes fell on the injured hotel waiter kneeling on the ground.

He took a deep breath and answered Gu Yanluo while walking to the dining table.: "Kissing and sleeping together means we are together."

Gu Yanluo laughed and scolded: "Bullshit, where did you learn that?"

Qin Wuwang's eyes flashed with resentment, and then he hid the silver fork on the table in his sleeve, turned around, and strode towards the waiter who was kneeling on the ground with his hands handcuffed in front of him.

He squatted down, grabbed the waiter's collar, ignored Gu Yanluo, and his eyes were full of hostility, and he was ruthless and sinister, "Did you hurt him?"

The people from the Special Investigation Bureau saw this and secretly shouted that it was not good, and wanted to step forward to stop him.

But he was stopped by Xiao Ling coldly.

The black turtleneck sweater made Qin Wuwang's pale face look even more bloodless, sick and gloomy, and terrible.

The kneeling murderer who didn't say a word was startled, and his eyelids trembled.

"No...no." She caught the blade with her bare hands! He didn't even touch her!

"No?" Qin Wuwang sneered, and his eyes were full of evil.

He suddenly showed the silver fork hidden in his hand, aimed at the murderer's hand tendons and wrist arteries, and stabbed it accurately and fiercely.

Blood spurted out, splashing Qin Wuwang's face.

At the moment when the murderer wailed, Qin Wuwang covered his mouth.

"Shh..." He half-opened his evil eyes and smiled coldly, "I don't like quarrels."

Qin Wuwang felt much better.

He stood up suddenly, with his back to Gu Yanluo, took a deep breath and calmed down.

The people from the Special Investigation Bureau were stopped and found that the murderer's hand was directly disabled by Qin Wuwang, and their faces were serious.

"Mr. Wang! He has been controlled. It is not appropriate for you to do this..."

Qin Wuwang seemed to have heard nothing and reached out to Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling understood, took out a checkbook from his suit and handed it over.

Familiar with the way, it seems that this is definitely not the first time he has done this.

Qin Wuwang signed the check expressionlessly, then threw it to the thug whose hand he had broken, "Fill in the amount yourself, it's just a token of my appreciation, no need to thank me."

The hotel general manager and others were already shaking with fear.

Qin Wuwang's jawline was tight, he walked to Gu Yanluo with a gloomy face, sat down, and snatched the white wine from her other hand. The shocking wound made him feel uncomfortable.

He gritted his teeth grimly, veins popping out on his forehead, "Where's the doctor?"

Xiao Ling had no expression on his face, and shirked the blame: "Miss Gu didn't ask me to call her."

Qin Wuwang took another breath, trying his best to control his temper, "Go call Huo Yifu." After he finished speaking, he gently held Gu Yanluo's injured left hand, not daring to touch it, and spoke softly to reason with Gu Yanluo, "Such a beautiful hand, you can't just ask a quack to treat it. Huo Yifu has a good suturing technique..." He was about to say something but stopped, his voice trembling, "Does it hurt?"

Gu Yanluo stared at Qin Wuwang with amusement, looking sick again, "No."

Qin Wuwang didn't believe it, and glanced at her with melancholy and resentment, and rested his head on her shoulder like a willow in the wind.

He whispered: "Scared me..."

"Scared?" Gu Yanluo's fingertips touched his cheek, and the temperature was still a little hot.

"Hmm..."

Xiao Ling held his forehead, turned his back, and couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

He didn't know this master.

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Today, my motherly love is for Qin Wuwang, a sick and irritable person who is always fighting against black and white.