Big Boss Is Pregnant[Layho]

Chapter 13

Going outside, the sky is completely dark. In late autumn, the weather suddenly cooled down. It was a cloudy sky a few hours ago, but after agrwal snowfall started to fall.

Suho in his arms was restless like a wild cat, and Lay simply carried him up.

"Stop making trouble, I'll take you home." Lay snarled coldly.

Suho was so drunk that he leaned his head against Lay 's ear and breathed out alcohol, "I, I don't have a home..."

Lay 's heart suddenly seemed to miss a beat.

For a long time, his tone softened, "There will be."

Suho rubbed his neck and acted like a spoiled child, "I want to hear a story..."

Lay carried him on his back and walked slowly down the road. The car stopped at a far place, and he had to walk for a while with Suho on his back, "No."

"Say! I want to listen, you tell me!"

Lay carried the man, his eyebrows frowned." Why the hell are you so annoying! What story do you want to hear?"

"I want to hear the story of " Cinderella "."

Lay almost hugged Suho and threw him on the ground.

What about teasing him?

He calmed his emotions, his tone was still terrifyingly cold, "Shut up, and I will go back soon."

Suho stunned Lay's handsome face, "Why do you tell me to shut up? Who are you?"

Okay. , And now he doesn't even know him.

Dead drunkard is really annoying.

Lay coldly did not answer Suho 's words.

Suho looked at lay, trying his best to stare at Lay 's face with his eyes open, and then smiled violently, "Oh, this sword eyebrow star looks pretty good, come to me , sister .  I promise... I promise to make you the best-selling spring woman on this street!"

Lay's face suddenly turned black like coal.

Suho still didn't know whether he lived or died, "Oh, I actually know who you are. You are the big...big silly guy, scumbag, stinky pig's feet, bastard, Zhang Yixing !"

Lay squeezed his fist and tried to restrain himself from beating. His impulsive meal.

"Everyone raise the light stick and shout with me-Zhang Yixing is the bastard!" suho was so drunk that he began to talk crazy, "Zhang Yixing is the bastard! Zhang Yixing is the bastard! The friend on the left, where are your voices? The audience on the right, tell me whether Zhang Yixing is the bastard?"

Lay was itchy, thinking about how to settle accounts with this thing another day.

When he finally reached the place where the car was parked, he put Suho down, with a cold face, opened the door to push him into the back seat.

Suho struggled desperately, standing far away from the car like escaping from a beast chase, "I don't want to take the car."

" Get in the car, and I will take you back."

Suho slumped on the ground, like a child. "I don't want to take a car! I want to walk, I want to take a walk!"

Lay grinded his teeth, wishing to swallow him into his abdomen.

It's snowing again at night, so what a shit!

The drunk and confused suho didn't care about this. "I want to take a walk."