Chatper 7 (1/2)

At this moment, the man's whole body exuded ice cold, and the surrounding air became tense.

Xiong Miao saw his handsome face tense, looking like he might eat people at any time, his heart beat faster involuntarily.

He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and with courage, said with his chest held high: "Everything here has nothing to do with you, so hurry up and go."

Zhan Yeling stepped forward with his slender legs.

When he moved, Xiong Miao backed away in fright: "What are you doing, don't come here."

"What are you pretending to be noble and do whatever you can to get me home, is it really just to sleep with me?" Isn't it just for money?

The tall body approached, and the powerful aura brought endless pressure.

Xiong Miao's back was against the wall, and there was no way to retreat. The man's handsome face was close at hand, and the anger between his brows and eyes was as scary as Shura.

That icy aura oppressed Xiong Miao's fingers so much that his fingers started to tremble, and he stopped talking: "You, me, not me..."

Didn't he come to her house by himself? How did she get him back?

Xiong Miao also has ten thousand reasons in his mind.

Under the cover of his tall figure, she lowered her head uneasily, avoiding the sight of him about to breathe fire.

The top of her head was close to his nose, and the elegant magnolia fragrance in her hair penetrated into his nose without a blink.

This familiar smell...

Crazy images from four years ago rolled in my mind, the mellow fragrance unique to women, just like yesterday.

He always remembers her taste, but she needs a man every day, and she uses different tricks to steal men to sleep!

He is dignified and the second young master of the war family is thinking about a scumbag!

Damn it!

Zhan Yeling's black eyes darkened like ink pools, and the coldness around him became more and more fierce.

"It's really not me, we just fell asleep." Sensing the increase in his anger, Xiong Miao raised his head and hurriedly explained.

The man gritted his teeth, his black eyes were as deep as ink.

"Sleep is a noun, not a verb. Don't get me wrong." Realizing that what she just said was ambiguous, she quickly clarified the relationship.

"No matter what your purpose is, don't expect to get half of the benefits!" Cool words were squeezed out of thin lips.

The phone in his pocket rang, and he took it out to pick it up: "Come pick me up in two minutes!"

Then, he walked away with long legs.

The sound of closing the door woke up Xiong Miao who was in a daze. Looking around, the living room was empty, and he was sure that the man had left.

Only then did her tense body relax, and she was limp and weak.

What exactly is going on?

How could the president of the rich group be at her home, still sleeping on her bed?

He didn't come by himself. Could it be that someone knocked him out and carried him back?

Could it be the masterpiece controlled by this handsome guy Su Mumu?

Thinking of this, she opened her mouth wide in surprise.

No, now is not the time to worry about why he is at her house.

After he went back, would he investigate her, and then found her child.

If only he knew that children were in his genes.

He would take her darlings away from her!

With her current ability, she simply cannot compete with the current president of Rich Group.

You know, it is a symbol of power and money.