Zhan Xiao:mnn~ ah~ don't go slow- ah~
-Yibo Wang whisper into Zhang Xiao's ear- but you're feeling pretty damn good, aren't you?
: You're sucking me in much harder when I pull out slow.
Zhan Xiao: Ah!~blood~ AH! Yi-bo~
Yibo Wang pulled him up to sit...
This is 2 weeks before the accident when Yibo Wang & Zhan Xiao reunited.
Zuohang Pov
Hi, there I'm Zuohang. An ordinary 5-year-old, that's is a billionaire son. It's exactly what your thinking. On daily days I get kidnapped, on normal days assassinated & rare days I meet sluts, that want to climb into my dad's bed as my babysitter. Anyone I had met so far always had a pretty face, and rich family background but all had one mission, get railed by my dad. -sigh- Why did my dad have to be handsome. -I mumbled while staring at a photo of him on the wall -
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What did I do in my past life, to suffer so much? I love my dad but...I want a mom. Every day after school, my peer's parents, both their mom & dad come to pick them up. While I swing, watching them leave. The only time, we have conversations is when he picks me up after school or at dinner if he doesn't have a business meeting & that's rare.-sigh- everyone thinks, it's so awesome being Yibo Wang's son.... well Ican't say it ain't but... "Young Master Zuohang?" -I was snapped back to reality, by my new personal maid voice- "Lily," I think that's her name. Something is not right about her. Let's just say it's a feeling but I trust my dad & since he hired her. I'll guess, I'll let the feeling go. -She placed in front of me, a Peach cake? "I think".
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Well, the funny thing, as everyone knows, I'm allergic to cheese. My dad thought it would be easier to draw in his enemies by using his son. I don't really disagree but... I'm getting tired of his. -As I taste the cake- I could tell it contain more than Peach. I smile at my maid while enjoying the cake.It's really good~ I said finishing the slice of cake. Her forehead started to sweat as she notice, that the information was false but just "saying it's too late now". Sniper guns were now aimed at her, from head to toes, making her fall to her knees, surrendering. I just sat there at the table enjoying the rest of the cake while she was drugged out.
