Domineering: The President is not a human being

Chapter 364 Love for Hundreds of Years!
For the final victory, the overall situation must be the most important thing. He has warned him countless times like this, but every time he just laughed it off, still going his own way, doing what he thinks of, and never considering the consequences.

Up to now, the young gentleman who does whatever he wants has finally grown up step by step, and Chongmo feels extremely gratified.

He looked up, and Yu Xiao had already lay back on the boulder.

"Hey, come up?" The man on the boulder stretched out a hand to him.

"En." There was a faint smile on Chong Mo's usually serious face, he held his hand without the slightest hesitation, and jumped onto the boulder.

Time seemed to go back to childhood, he and he were lying in the sea of ​​purple flowers under the island, looking at the same starry sky as now.

"Chong Mo, the only person I can talk to in this pupil world is you." There was a little sadness in his tone, a little self-deprecating, he thought his expression at the moment would be very sad, but when he turned his head to look at him , but the corner of his mouth has a slight curvature.

From childhood to adulthood, he has almost never cried. No matter how wronged he is, he always smiles firmly. Even if he was punished by Mr. Tong, he never shed tears. Only that time, the time when the woman disappeared, he put I locked myself in the room for seven days.

Seven days later, he left without saying goodbye and lost track of him.

He is a young master with a noble status, and ordinary servants dare not approach him. The irony is that he is also the son of a slave, and his mother is a humble maid of the pupil clan, which also makes people of the same status treat him coldly.

On the day he met that woman, he was full of smiles, and he still remembers that smile, and the words he said, he said: Chong Mo, I met a very gentle and beautiful woman.

At that moment, he felt as if he was struck by lightning, maybe Shaojun just had a whim, just a moment of freshness, he had expected this more than once in his heart.

But the fact is that Shaojun is tempted. He loves that woman for hundreds of years, and he still hasn't given up until now.
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Human world, it's past noon.

Mother Su had the habit of taking a nap, and went back to her room after lunch.

"Why hasn't Shuang'er come back yet?" Su Xiaoxiao was worried about Bai Shuang and An Yuwei, not for 30 minutes, but now for nearly two hours.

"Could it be a joke?" Su Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, and she began to think about it, "The two had a very happy conversation, and they fell in love with each other, so they forgot the time."

Fearing that her brain would break into outer space, Qiu Shuoyan raised his hand and tapped him on the head, "If Bai Shuang could understand the ways of the world so easily, she wouldn't have been single for hundreds of years."

"Hundred-year-old single dog, poof~" Su Xiaoxiao laughed out loud. She had only heard of hundreds of-year-old dog food, and this was the first time she had heard of a cultural relic-level single dog.

After Su Xiaoxiao cleaned up the dining table, she left a pair of bowls and chopsticks for Bai Shuang.

When she returned to the living room, a certain bloodline showing a demon body was lazily nestling in Qiu Shuoyan's arms like a fur ball.

The father and son didn't know what they were discussing, and they communicated with spiritual power from time to time, mysteriously.

Strange to say, it seems that Little Crying Bag doesn't bother her so much when he comes back this time, instead he often nests with the dead monsters.

Could it be that when a son grows up, he will be attracted by his father's masculinity and instinctively want to worship him?

Su Xiaoxiao sat down on the opposite sofa, did not bother the big and small monsters, and took the gourmet magazine next to her to read.

On the cover of the magazine, a well-known cake shop in City A is launching a new flavor of cake.

Seeing the cake, Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but feel a little regretful when she thought that her birthday was not celebrated this year. Naturally, what she cared about was not the small cake, but the missing chance of a family reunion.

(End of this chapter)