Escape From The Tyrant President [逃离暴夫总裁]

Chapter 7

"Also, you provoke me twice a day and waste my time. If you were not my madam, I promise that you would've died without a corpse, including my mother-in-law. If you are wise, you will sit in your play and shut up, understand?"

Xing Gexuan's indifference made people tremble, and that despise, disgust was poking Ling An's heart, he quickly stopped tearing up, his tranced eyes looked empty, he did not dare to speak, he could not get angry, could not misbehave just not to provoke Xing Gexuan. According to his temperament, perhaps his mother will suffer a crime in the next second because of his willfulness, he must endure.

Withdrawing his emotions, Ling An cautiously sat in the car and fastened the seat belt again, from beginning to end, without resisting.

Seeing him sitting obediently, soon, Xing Gexuan started the car again and drove away.

In the evening, the orange-red sunset hung in the sky, the view looked very beautiful, and as night fell, the neon flashing night market was about to appear.

When the car stopped at the Xing's villa, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

For several hours, there was no sound in the back seat, and the turbulent white mouse was quiet.

As soon as Xing Gexuan unfastened his seat belt, he said, "Get out of the car."

"..."

"I told you to get off, listen..." Looking back, he saw that this guy fell asleep on the seat.

"Hey, Ling An, Ling An!" Xing Gexuan yelled a few times to no avail. He gritted his teeth and was annoyed. He had no choice but to get out of the car and go to the back seat to wake him up.

Bang dong!

The front door was closed and the back door opened. Seeing Ling An sleeping soundly, Xing Gexuan moved forward, and just about to pull him up, suddenly, the person in front of him spit out a vague sentence, which interrupted his movement. Just like that, his hand stopped in midair.

"Xing Gexuan...don't go...Xing...Xing Gexuan, I, I...I like you...Xing..."

"Woo...I'll be good...don't leave...Xing..."

Listening to Ling An's choking sound, Xing Gexuan, who was full of anger, suddenly felt his heart twitch, a feeling that has never appeared, this is the first time.

Taking a closer look, Ling An looks good, better-looking than the boys he has played with, maybe because he had just cried, the corners of his eyes are blushed and his face is slightly red, he looks beautiful like a rouge gouache^1. (Note: I looked it up and apparently rouge gouache is a shade of red) It was the first time he looked at him up close. The two moles of tears under his eyes were a bit tempting, and he couldn't help but want to look at him more.

Xing Gexuan couldn't help but look up at him. Hearing his choking, suddenly, a drop of tears slipped silently from the corner of his eyes. There was no trace of him awakening. When he saw it, he could only shake his head. He hugged him up.

"This kid is light."

Light, as light as holding a child, Xing Gexuan looked at the person in his arms and suddenly had a thought, that is, this kid must eat three bowls of rice in the future.

Along the way, Ling An didn't wake up. In his dream, he had a terrible dream, but now, his heart was faintly warm. This kind of comfortable feeling made him want to hold on and didn't want to let go.

Da Da Da-the sound of leather shoes wandered in the corridor, Xing Gexuan hugged him expressionlessly, and walked, only to feel that his neck was suddenly strangled, and he looked down, the hands were still exerting force, although clearly sleeping. To hug so tight, is this because you are worried that you will fall?
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