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While Xishao Siming was deeply intoxicated by this kiss, Ling Huaxi suddenly raised his right hand, and slashed at Xishao Siming's back of the neck with a knife!

[ Well--]

In the next second, Xi Shao Si Ming realized this trap-like kiss, but it was over.

Ling Huaxi in sight became more and more blurred until it was completely dark in front of him, causing Xishao Siming to faint.

Lying limply on Ling Huaxi's body, Ling Huaxi hugged Xishao Siming's generous body, leaned down and kissed him lightly in his ear.

[Master Xi, I'm sorry...]

[Hua...xi...]

[Although I don't know exactly what happened, but I understand your purpose of imprisoning me...I...go out...and come back...Young Commander...love...]

What exactly did Ling Huaxi whisper in his ear?

The vague words could not be connected into a complete sentence, Xishao Shiming only felt his body staggering and fell limp on the bed, after that, he completely lost his intuition.

[ Click! ]

An excellent special protection bodyguard who once ranked No. 1 for the umbrella, this small handcuff is not enough to trap Ling Huaxi.

Very easily, Ling Huaxi untied the handcuffs, got out of bed and rummaged through his clothes to put them on.

Turning around, Xi Shao Si Ming fell asleep on the bed, a softness lingered in Ling Huaxi's amber eyes.

Walking to Xi Shao Si Ming's side, Ling Huaxi raised his hand to touch his sharp-edged side face.

[The pasta is delicious, thank you, Commander. ]

[…]

After finishing speaking, Ling Huaxi took one last look at Xi Shao Siming, turned around and ran out.

On the small island outside, several small speedboats were moored on the beach, and on the open space next to it was a black private plane.

Ling Huaxi's eyes lit up, and he ran towards the black helicopter.

The humming sound of the huge propeller sounded, and the strong sea breeze was blown up. Through the window, Ling Huaxi in the driver's seat wore a large headset and controlled the driving instruments in an orderly manner.

The black helicopter rose steadily and took off, then slowly turned around and headed towards the inland Ruicheng.

In the villa on the island, Xishao Siming could only hear the sound of planes taking off, farther and farther away...

His brows subconsciously frowned more and more, his lips trembled slightly...

[Hua...xi...]

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When Ling Huaxi returned to Ruicheng again, he found that the atmosphere of the Dragon King Club was quite different from usual.

Leng Zhao has stabilized all the affairs of the Dragon King Association here, and all trade between the Dragon King Association and the outside world has been suspended and cancelled.

[Ling, Master Ling? ! ]

When Leng Zhao saw Ling Huaxi coming back to the Dragon King Club alone, a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

[ What's going on here?What about Beitang Yaori? ]

Apart from Xishao Siming, the Dragon King Society is generally managed by Beitang Yaori.Fortunately, Xishao Siming lost the Dragon King and would not care about it, and Beitang Yaori disappeared.

[Why did you come back suddenly, fate? ]

A very nice but serious male voice sounded behind Ling Huaxi.

Ling Huaxi turned around, and the handsome man standing behind him was no stranger to him - Dongfang Xi.

One of the four young masters of the capital.

[He didn't come back with you? ]