Domineering Master's Favorite

On the way home, I felt extremely heavy, and my legs seemed to be filled with lead, and I couldn't even move.

Why are things so complicated now?

I thought that everything would be fine and we would all be happy, but in the end, God was always unsatisfactory.

Sighing, he packed up his bad mood and walked on the way home.

I have been looking at the ground, my mood, and I can't always be happy.

With a "boom", I hit someone.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." I kept apologizing, hiding my flustered eyes, and strode away.

However, the man grabbed my arm and dragged me back, even dragging me into his arms.

I wanted to scold him severely, but at this moment, a familiar voice came from above.

"My baby, why are you so careless?" I was stunned by this voice, Leng Ruichen!

I raised my head, and sure enough, what I saw was still his eyes full of doting and love, and I was already fascinated by them.

"What's wrong?" He looked at me blankly, and asked me gently if I was okay.

When I heard this sentence, I came back to my senses and shook my head, indicating that I was fine.

He smiled, took my hand, put my hand into his big one, and stroked it gently.

I feel the tender touch from his hands, and the warmth that I can't move away.

"By the way, Xuan told you to fly home to see your father for the last time." He said softly, afraid that I would get angry because of this.

I was stunned, did he know too?

"Then, are you willing to let me go back?" I was not angry, but asked him in a gentle tone, staring at his expression without blinking, hoping to get his thoughts from it.

He was just taken aback for a moment, and then he didn't show any expression.

"I don't like you, but I hope you can go back. After all, you have to be filial. I also know that uncle didn't treat you well before."

Does he want me to go back too?However, I really don't want to go back.

Since you don't want to go back, why do you feel as uncomfortable as if you were poured into a five-flavored bottle?

And yes, it was almost suffocating. . . . . .

It’s just uncomfortable, why, do I want to cry again?

He tried his best to restrain the tears that were about to come out of his eyes, and tried to suppress his voice so that it became cold.

"I don't want to see that man."

He listened, put his arms around me, bowed his head, and whispered in my ear.

"Don't be self-willed, baby."

capricious?How can I be willful!

It was obviously Lan Fengxiong's own fault, so why should I bow my head?

Oh, to hell with him!

"I'm not self-willed, it's Lan Fengxiong who did it himself." I quietly lay on Leng Ruichen's shoulder, trying to find a sense of security.

He bit my ear lightly and said, "Don't call me Uncle by name, you should call me Dad, understand?"

dad?Call a p dad!

"No!" I pouted.

But, why, I want to see Lan Fengxiong for the last time?