This male protagonist in the book is poisonous

Chapter 91 Kneeling on the Sofa

When those eyes looked at him, there seemed to be a cluster of flames burning in the bottom of the eyes.

Seeing those dark eyes, Yan Youxing felt a little bit of fleeing in his heart. He shook his hands tightly, suppressing the little fear in his heart, and walked over slowly, "Hello, may I ask you?" Mr. Feichi."

The man looked at him quietly with his deep eyes, nodded, then waved his hand, and ordered to him, "Come here!"

".Yes."

Yan Youxing bit her lips, her voice was as soft as a mosquito's, and she walked slowly. The man seemed a little displeased, and his eyes sank, "Hurry up."

Yan Youxing was startled, and quickly ran over, and then the man stretched out his long arms, pulling him into his arms, and a strong and strange masculine breath rushed into the tip of his nose instantly, familiar like a nightmare that night, let him A heart also hung up.

"You, you let go!"

Yan Youxing resisted and pushed him away, fear and anxiety intertwined in her heart.

The man did not do what he wished, he was much stronger than him, and his arms were wider than him. Yan Youxing was held in his arms, like a bird clinging to a person.

This posture is even more uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the man just hugged him for a while, and then let go of his hand. Seeing him running away in shock, the smile flashed in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, I just scared you just now."

His voice suddenly softened a bit, even the cold mask couldn't cover his softened eyes.

Yan Youxing was still on guard, but the man changed the subject, "Do you still remember what you are here for?"

".Remember!"

"Since I remember, I know that you are here to 'serve' me!"

The man emphatically emphasized the word 'serving', and he seemed to feel a little happier when he said this. Yan Youxing's hands trembled, he lowered his head, and then sat back beside the man.

"Mr. Feichi, will you do what you promised me?"

"Are you talking about money? Don't worry, I have plenty!"

Yan Youxing didn't know why, but Mr. Feichi's voice suddenly turned cold. Although he was a little bit unwilling, he thought it was worth it.

"Then what shall I do?"

After hearing his words, Mr. Feichi's eyes flashed a familiar light, and he slightly hooked his lips, "Kneel on the sofa and approach me."

What is this for?Why such a posture?
Yan Youxing took off his shoes with trembling hands, his teeth were clenched tightly, his eye sockets were a little red, and his eyes were filled with water, and he slowly knelt down on the sofa and approached the man.

Since Mr. Feichi was sitting and Yan Youxing was not short, so kneeling like this, he was obviously taller than a man, and he arched his back uncomfortably.

Mr. Feichi tilted his head slightly, and brushed his hand across his smooth face, feeling the stiffness of his body, and slowly moved down, across his neck, collarbone, and chest, just three inches below the navel. position, Yan Youxing retreated slightly, closing his eyes in fear.

When the man was doing these things, his eyes were fixed on him. When he saw his eyes closed, his long eyelashes trembled slightly uneasy, like a butterfly about to spread its wings and fly away.

The movement of his hands paused, and he seemed to sigh softly, looking very helpless, then grabbed his hand and put it on his shoulder, "What are you thinking? Are you blushing? I just asked you to I just squeezed my shoulder."

(End of this chapter)