The group pet ancestor of the paranoid boss

After Lu Tingjiu, who was sitting loosely on the sofa, the sound fell.

Ruan Fuyin, who was dressed in a white suit, gave her a cold look.

immediately.

Ruan Fuyin looked at Huo Tingmo, her tone was cold but more veiled, "Ting Mo, if you indulge her like this, something will happen sooner or later!"

"It alarmed the people over there, do you think," Ruan Fuyin said in a cold tone, "you can still protect her?"

After speaking.

Ruan Fuyin turned around and left without looking back.

Inside the living room.

When only the two of them were left.

"Wine wine."

Huo Tingmo was not affected by Ruan Fuyin's words at all, and the expression on his handsome face remained unchanged.

He approached Lu Tingjiu and whispered softly, "Jijiu, call again."

Lu Tingjiu looked up at him, with a faint smile in his eyes, "What's your name?"

Huo Tingmo's stern expression eased a bit.

Bending slightly, his slender fingers slowly closed the hair beside her ears, and his dark eyes locked on her face.

The man's deep voice was hoarse and coaxing, "What did you call me just now? Call me again? Huh?"

Lu Tingjiu rolled his eyes and refused, "No."

"Why should I listen to you~" the voice was lazy and casual.

The air was quiet for a second or two.

Not even.

Huo Tingmo's eyes sank, when his eyes were about to darken as usual.

"Brother Mo."

The girl called him again.

Qingyue's voice followed the meridians of the ear bones and fell in the heart.

I thought about it for many years in my heart, thinking that I would never have the chance to hear it again in this life.

After 15 years.

Just like hearing it for the first time, my heart still beats.

Huo Tingmo's hand hanging by his side trembled slightly.

Lu Tingjiu's eyes flashed.

next second.

He was held tightly in his arms.

"Jiujiu, what did you call me?" The man's trembling voice was obviously unbelievable, "Jiujiu, what did you call me?!"

"Call again."

Huo Tingmo's usual steady voice was so vague that it was low and hoarse with a little embarrassment and pleading, "Jiujiu, call me again, okay?"

Lu Tingjiu was imprisoned in his arms so hard that he almost had difficulty breathing.

She didn't expect that a casual address could cause such a big emotional change in a man.

"Huo Tingmo, let go...let go," Lu Tingjiu said with difficulty, "You...you let go of me first."

"Don't let it go."

Huo Tingmo's hands are still tightly imprisoning her, and the strength of his hands is not loose.

The eyes were paranoid and crazy, "Jiujiu, not this one, call again."

"Call again, and I'll let you go."

The man's voice is not as indifferent and gentle as before.

He slammed into her ear heavily and urgently, as if he couldn't wait to prove something.

Lu Tingjiu had no choice but to call again.

Huo Tingmo's expression showed a slight forbearance, he suppressed the urge to rub her into the bone marrow, and he calmed down for nearly a minute.

Only then slowly and reluctantly let her go.

Huo Tingmo saw that her brows and eyes were slightly frowned, and gently raised his hand to smooth her.

Hiding her pity in her deep voice, she said hoarsely, "Jiujiu, I'm sorry, I couldn't control it just now."

Lu Tingjiu was slightly startled, looking at him with black and white eyes, obviously asking him why.

"Jijiu, you don't understand."

Huo Tingmo lowered the hand that stroked her eyebrows for her, covering her clean and unworldly eyes.

Don't let her see the paranoia and hopelessness in his eyes.

She doesn't understand.

How in the long darkness, thinking that if she could look back, with just one look, she would be imprisoned by her side for life.

Be with her, year after year.