Running wild in the arms of the sick boss

Chapter 270

The silver-haired boy like an exotic angel ran wildly in the quiet and gorgeous corridor of the manor. He was thin and handsome, with light blue pupils like glaciers, suppressing the subtle panic and worry.

The ignorant feelings could not be suppressed.

When did it sprout?

From the hospital, from every night, from the man who patiently explained to him every time, "No one will catch you for experiments", "Are you afraid of the sound of metal? It's okay, I'll cover your ears for you, I'm here", "No one dares to touch you", "Sleep peacefully"...

Xiong is with you, and I am with you too.

Later, Winslow understood.

Gu Yunjue's arms are the safest place in the world.

Safer than Yan Ma.

He also found that when that person was there.

It turns out that there are thousands of colors and all kinds of beauty in the world.

It's not just death, darkness, withering, killing...

The people raised by Yan Ma always love to drown in her arms.

Winslow suddenly realized that he was also immersed in that person's arms.

He suddenly realized that this was called, infatuation.

But he understood.

With that person's identity, status, family, background, wealth and power...

They, it's impossible.

So, the unspeakable, gradually sprouting ignorant emotions.

He was always cautious and never expressed it.

He planned to bury it in his heart forever.

Keep this short-lived beauty of winter in a foreign country, treasure it in the depths of memory.

Until it passes away in the long river of life.

If you love him, you can't cause him trouble.

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At the door of Gu Yunjue's bedroom.

Winslow stopped suddenly, his chest heaving rapidly.

From the half-open door, there was a strong smell of blood, and eye-catching and terrifying bloody footprints.

With his slightly trembling fingers, he gently pushed the door open.

In the spacious and stylish retro bedroom.

The messy bed, sheets, quilts, goose down pillows... were all densely packed with bullet holes.

There were large areas of bright red bloodstains, shocking!

The quilt was bulging, and inside, a person was lying, with half of his head exposed, and the side of his skull had been shot.

At the head of the bed, there was a teddy bear.

Winslow was confused and stunned.

Gradually, his charming ice-blue eyes were filled with tears.

He clenched his fists, lowered his head, tears flowed down his delicate face, and shook his head in disbelief.

The wind was howling outside the broken window, like a roar.

Gu Yanluo brought Cersei and Xiao Ling, and followed.

The three people had subtle eyes and communicated with each other silently.

Then, a tall and domineering figure walked out of Winslow's room quietly.

He held a cigar between his fingers, smoking it coldly, his eyes were cruel, and his cheeks were splashed with blood.

The snow-white shirt, fixed with black suspenders, was also stained with blood.

But it was not his blood.

He was holding a gun in his hand.

The man saw Gu Yanluo, holding a cigar, narrowed his cold eyes, and signaled not to make a sound.

Then, like a young and domineering king, he approached the boy with shaking shoulders and silent tears step by step, and without warning, he wrapped the boy's thin body from behind.

He threw away the cigar.

His left hand wrapped around the boy's narrow waist, through the light blue pajamas, along the shallow lines of his thin abdominal muscles, his rough fingertips lingered in the gap between his pants and stroked him.

The boy's body trembled subconsciously, and he wanted to resist.

But the man held a cold gun in his right hand, and the muzzle like a black hole was pressed against the boy's temple.

The safety bolt was opened a second before the boy resisted.

The man bowed his head, his cold lips fell on the boy's ear, bit his ear gently, and whispered in a low and hoarse voice, laughing coldly, with an intimidating aura, and sighed:

"Finally... I can hold you."

"Be honest, don't move."

"Your body betrayed your heart, and the boundaries cannot be drawn. Accept your fate, you are mine."

The cold winter snow froze the boy's heart.

Build a high wall to block the budding love.

When the cold moonlight came in, it illuminated the tears in his eyes. The moment Gu Yunjue appeared, the man's warm and mature embrace dried the tears in the boy's eyes.

Gu Yunjue threw away the gun, bent his right arm, and tightly strangled Winslow's neck from behind, fearing that he would run away again. His left hand reached into his clothes and began to kiss the boy's slightly cold cheeks, mouth corners, earlobes... and beautiful eyes with tears.

Gu Yanluo folded her arms, leaning lazily against the door, smiling, "Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling, didn't you say that something happened in his room?"

Xiao Ling had no expression on his face, and said seriously, "Yes, there was something wrong. There was blood and a corpse, that's true."

As he spoke, Xiao Ling walked into the room and opened the door of the bathroom. Inside, there was a corpse of a murderer hanging. Of course, whoever's room this was, it was their masterpiece.

Gu Yanluo saw through it at a glance: "How much money did my fourth brother give you?"Xiao Ling raised his finger, 10 million.

Money makes the world go round.

It's a waste not to make money.

"Pa" sounded crisply.

Winslow broke free, turned around, and slapped Gu Yunjue in the face. He hadn't recovered from the shock yet, and stared at Gu Yunjue with tears in his eyes.

Gu Yunjue lowered his eyes coldly, "Tsk, use some strength, haven't you eaten?"

Winslow raised his foot and kicked, but Gu Yunjue grabbed his ankle.

He lost his balance and fell backwards. Behind Gu Yunjue, he tightly circled Winslow's narrow waist and held him horizontally, with warm breath and deep sigh.

"Don't run away, come to me."

"With me here, don't be afraid of the world."

Except when he has stress disorder.

Winslow's emotions are rarely out of control.

At that time, he was at a loss and buried in Gu Yunjue's arms, his slender arms wrapped around his neck, without saying a word...

But he no longer resisted, no longer avoided, no longer alienated.

He acquiesced.

The only sexual orientation in the world.

It is what the heart desires.

Do you know why Cupid was blindfolded when shooting arrows?

Because love has no boundaries and no gender.

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How could Gu Yunjue come out of Winslow's room?

Because, after he dealt with the killer in his room, he rushed to Winslow's room.

Winslow was not in the room.

But his room had two other killers break into it.

Gu Yunjue dealt with one of them.

Subdued the other killer and kept him alive.

And used cruel means to force out the "mastermind behind the scenes".

He hugged Winslow and left the room with Gu Yanluo and went to the magnificent hall.

"It's Qin Wu, Qin Wuwang's second uncle." Gu Yunjue said.

He was shocked to find blood all over the ground, broken limbs, heads, and bodies scattered in the front hall of the manor.

All of this was Qin Wuwang's work. He looked at Gu Yanluo speechlessly, "Can you take care of him? This is where people live!"

There is not even a servant in the house.

Who will clean up? Together?

Gu Yanluo: "..." What can I do? What can I do?

Then I heard Qin Wuwang suddenly become neurotic, sneered, and said something creepy in a sinister and sinister voice——

"Burn these bodies in the incinerator in the basement, collect the ashes, and I will personally deliver them to my second uncle tomorrow night."

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My heart is moved.

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