Possessiveness: The private little wife of the paranoid CEO

At dusk, the setting sun spreads on the eaves of the dark red house like a layer of honey.

Life in a European town full of quaintness is ordinary and peaceful, without the impetuous hustle and bustle of the city, where time seems to be deliberately slowed down.

The sun is setting and the dusk is all together.

Without the row upon row of high-rise buildings in the city, and without the obstruction of brilliant lights, the starlight falls in the night sky at night, dazzling like diamonds.

Shi Ran was sitting on the recliner in the small yard, her nimble feet hooked her fair and well-proportioned calves and dangled in mid-air.

Holding the mobile phone in his hand, he murmured, "Why hasn't Tang Ji returned from shopping for some food?"

She wore an exquisite bracelet on her left hand, and a ring was fastened to her ring finger with a silver chain, adding a different kind of beauty to her fair and slender hands.

Suddenly, the stars faded, dark clouds covered the sky, and thunder rolled.

The magnolia tree was rustling by the strong wind.

She hurried into the house, and a bolt of lightning exploded in the sky, and she was so frightened that she ran to close the window.

However, in the next second, a big hand with sharp bones suddenly pressed on the window panel that was about to close.

Shi Ran's breathing constricted suddenly, her back was tense, her slender collarbone was sunken due to tension, and her eyes instantly became fearful and defensive.

The two letters sr on the ring fingers of those hands are clear and dazzling.

Because she was too frightened, her body trembled and she retreated steadily, but the figure of the man suddenly appeared in the door frame. His eyes were sharp like eagle claws, and he smiled shallowly.

The thin lips parted slightly: "Ranran, I'm here to take you home."

In an instant, all the bad memories of the past devoured her like a murderous beast with its bloody mouth open.

She backed up again and again, her legs were so weak that she fell to the ground, she backed up with her hands on the floor, until she hit the table behind her, and there was no way back.

His figure appeared at the door and walked towards her step by step.

Lightning cut a knife across the sky like a thick black cloth.

He looked down at her from a high position, half of his face was sunk in the shadow, his face was almost sickly pale, the depths of a pair of black eyes were stained with scarlet, the eyes were as sharp as knives, as if they could kill people's eyes.

His footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the black and white impermanence that seemed to kill him, and the tall and straight figure enveloped him with a sense of oppression.

Shi Ran clasped her legs tightly with her hands, shrunk into a small ball, her body couldn't stop shaking.

"Ranran, my husband is here."

These words seemed to announce that it was time for her to die, and she unconsciously covered her ears with her hands.

Suddenly, thunder rumbled, the sky seemed to be torn open, and heavy rain fell on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, her chin was pressed by his cool fingertips, and his sharp face was gradually enlarged.

His lips were sealed, and the tip of his tongue seemed to be covered with quenched ice, without any warmth.

Ferociously irresistible.

Shi Ran was too nervous to resist, so he could only let him move.

Suddenly his hand grabbed her...

The lips parted, and he leaned close to her ear, gushing out a warm breath, and smiled slightly.

"I haven't seen you for three years, Ranran has grown up a lot."

"I'll go, Mr. Lu, you're such a rascal."

At some point, Tang Ji came back from buying vegetables, stood at the door and stared at this scene with dumbfounded eyes, and couldn't help sighing automatically.

Until Lu Beiyan's scarlet eyes turned to face him, he immediately covered his mouth, his big blurred eyes rolled around, expressing his innocence.

But Lu Beiyan acted like crazy. He stood up suddenly and walked straight towards him. At some point, a dagger with a gold border was spinning in his hand, and the blade emitted a dazzling cold light amidst the thunder and thunder.

His eyes seemed to have thorns, as if he would be pierced to the bone marrow and blood would splatter if he took a single glance.

The knife was turned lightly by him like a plaything. In the next second, he stretched out his hand to gently touch the sharp tip of the knife, and the cold white dagger was smudged with a few gorgeous blood flowers.

The word "Knife Red" suddenly appeared in Tang Ji's mind. Before the big villain in the movie kills, he always needs to use something to make the knife brighter.

As soon as this idea came out, Tang Ji was so frightened that he held on to the door frame and stepped back again and again. There was pouring rain in front of him, but behind him was a man-eating tiger and beast.

He ran out without hesitation, but when he was about to run to the gate of the small courtyard, someone grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him back firmly.

The person behind him was like a lunatic, with one hand holding his neck, and the other holding a sharp knife point against it.

The rain drenched the two of them, and the smell of blood on the tip of the knife mixed with the smell of rain was not far from the tip of his nose.

Tang Ji was forced to follow his footsteps back to the hut.

When Shi Ran saw this scene, she shook her head in horror. She got up with trembling legs and wanted to go forward, but was frightened by Lu Beiyan's movement of twisting her neck and making the sound of bones snapping.

I was afraid that the knife would pierce Tang Ji's throat as soon as he stepped forward.

"Lu Beiyan, let him go!!"

Lu Beiyan raised his eyebrows, as if he was thinking about it, and quickly said, "But Ranran, he kidnapped you."

Tang Ji: "..."

Before Shi Ran opened her mouth, the dagger was gently pulled in his hand, and dazzling blood gushed out, staining her eyes red.

The thunder rumbled tirelessly, and the rain lashed the windows like whips.

Seeing Tang Ji lying in a pool of blood, Shi Ran's legs trembled and he fell directly to the ground.

Lu Beiyan was really crazy.

Blood splashed onto his face, and his almost sickly white face was dyed extremely red. He loosened his hands lightly, and the dagger fell to the ground. The tip of the knife was inserted into the wooden board, and the blade stood upright.

Walk towards her step by step.

Shi Ran's heart was throbbing with pain. Seeing him getting closer, she reached out and grabbed the kitchen knife under the table when they went out just now, and wiped it on her neck.

"No!" the man growled.

"Ah!" The woman screamed.

"Nimma, scare me to death."

"Why are you having nightmares again? If this goes on, I'm going to have nightmares."

Shi Ran was so frightened that she sat up, gasping for breath, her heart was beating fast, and her clothes were soaked in sweat.

She was sitting on a deck chair under the big tree in the quiet small yard, the wind was cool, the sky was endless blue, and the little daisies in the small yard swayed with the wind.

Tang Ji should have been squeezing his pimples in front of the mirror, but she was so frightened that the mirror fell to the ground with a bang and the lens shattered.

He was cursing: "You give me back the mirror."

After realizing that all the bloody storms were dreams, Shi Ran's tears flowed from her eyes unconsciously, and she ran out barefoot to hug Tang Ji.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh

Tang Ji: "..."

"Don't think that you won't pay me for the mirror."

Shi Ran: "..."

She let go of him and wiped away two handfuls of tears.

Tang Ji saw that she was still in shock, "Tell me, what did you dream about this time, and then I dreamed that I was pushed off the cliff and never finished with you."

Shi Ran: "No."

Tang Ji: "That's good."

The next second, he heard it again.

"I dreamed that you were held by Lu Beiyan with a knife"

She gestured to her neck with her hand.

Tang Ji: "..."

"What about you, let him treat me like this?" Tang Ji covered his neck with both hands and stroked it gently.

"Martyrdom."

Tang Ji gave a thumbs up.

"Although our friendship is worthy of you, don't worry, this scene will never happen."

Shi Ran tilted his head, motioning for him to continue talking.

"I don't run, I'm stupid!"

He won't hurt you, he didn't say he won't hurt me!

"I won't let him get close at all."

Shi Ran: "..."

Shi Ran lay back on the recliner, the wind lingered in her ears, and the fragrance of flowers rushed into her nostrils. She couldn't help but close her eyes and take a deep breath.

"Are you really going back?" Tang Ji asked.