Evil President 【End】

Dark God's mood was surprisingly good, and the excitement lasted until the second half of the night, but then fell to the bottom again, and the gap was so great that he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.He simply got up and called Yan Shengjie, "Come to my room, I have something important to discuss."

Yan Shengjie rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his fingertips, and glanced at the small alarm clock on the table, "Dark God, do you know it's two o'clock in the morning?"

"Is it important? Is time really important? Is it more important than me?" After speaking, hang up directly.

Yan Shengjie stared at the phone and tried to take a deep breath.

Next to him, Zhixing opened his eyes in a daze, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay," he patted her cheek, "go on to sleep. I'll study how to disconnect the phone."

Zhixing didn't hear what he was saying clearly, so he replied vaguely, and nestled under the quilt again.

Yan Shengjie got out of bed lightly, then grabbed the nightgown, put it on casually, tied the belt around his waist, revealing his strong and sexy chest, stepped on slippers and went to Anshen's room.

After Anshen hung up the phone, he felt uneasy again, grabbed it, and called Zhuihun again, "Hun, come to my room right away, I have something important to do."

On the other end of the phone, Zhuihun had just fallen asleep not long ago.It was the honeymoon period with Mu Xin, the two of them were full of passion every night, chasing the soul was like installing a motor drive, fighting tirelessly, several times, it was not until Mu Xin begged for mercy that he returned to tenderness Considerate, hugged her and fell asleep contentedly.At this time, if someone interrupts your sleep, you will be so crazy that you want to drop the phone.

Gently pulling away Mu Xin's hand wrapped around his waist, Zhuihun struggled to get out of the warm bed, glared at the phone bitterly, and smashed it tomorrow no matter what he said!

The two came to Dark God's room one after the other, and asked rationally, "What happened?"

Anshen leaned on a cane, paced back and forth in the room expressing irritability, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his expression was not very good-looking.

The two looked at each other, and it was not difficult to see from his expression that there seemed to be something really important, so they couldn't help but sit opposite him, looking serious.

This silent atmosphere lasted for 3 minutes, Anshen suddenly stopped, raised his eyes, looked at the two with complicated eyes, and finally asked, "Does Xiao Ai really love me?"

Zhuihun was stunned, maybe his brain was a little sluggish after the super-intensive exercise on the bed, he asked Yan Shengjie, "Qui, does this guy refer to this important question?"

Yan Shengjie squinted his evil eyes, lazily changed his sitting position, smiled, and said through gritted teeth, "Jeez is so lucky, he walked so fast, and he didn't have to stay here and be woken up in the middle of the night to listen to his relationship problems."

This time Zhuihun understood, he nodded, got up, moved his wrist, and made a terrible "slap" sound, "Anyway, I'm going to let him have a big vacation, so it doesn't matter if it hurts a little more?"

Yan Shengjie shrugged, "I still have my share, by the way."

Anshen didn't panic, but directly raised his injured arm, "If I don't recover, I will leave the gate of hell to you."

Chasing Soul's eyes flashed, and he sat back abruptly, "It's a good idea." He and Mu Xin just got married, and they haven't had enough of their newlywed life yet, how could it be possible to take over this business?

Anshen sat down, "I always feel that she has changed a lot. I can't figure out what she is thinking at all. You don't know, she actually told me that she didn't understand me before, which made me work hard. Moreover, she I never said that I would stay!"

The more he talked, the more dignified his expression became, and the more he lost confidence. After all, the past four years were not completely blank. Her living environment had changed enough to change her whole being. little love.

Seeing his uneasiness in their eyes, even though Yan Shengjie and Zhuihun were dissatisfied with his behavior of making phone calls in the middle of the night, they all held back their temper and played a short-term brotherhood to accompany him as only a boy can. do.

Zhuihun got up, poured a few glasses of wine and brought them over, said unhurriedly, "She is considerate of you, isn't that good?"

Yan Shengjie took it and took a sip, "Or, are you more masochistic?"

Anshen grabbed the cup irritably and drank most of it, "I care about it in my heart, and you all know it."

Zhuihun raised his eyebrows, "Mu Xuan?"

Anshen pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, "If the person she loves is really him...I will let go."

"Are you willing?" Yan Shengjie understands Dark God very well. To a certain extent, the men in their ghost sect are all domineering, predatory, and beast personalities. suit them.

"So what if you are not reconciled?" Anshen smiled wryly, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and said lightly, "Could it be that it takes another four years to be reconciled? As long as she is happy, I will let go, and ..." He paused, and said bitterly, "If the other party is that kid Muxuan, I can safely hand her over to him."

Zhuihun stared at him, and silently filled his glass with wine, "You are suddenly so great, I really can't get used to it."

Yan Shengjie agreed, "It's very weird."

Anshen glared at the two of them, "Can't you comfort me?"

Yan Shengjie smiled, "What you need is not comfort, but a last chance for you and her."

Anshen crossed his arms in frustration, and he could understand Yan Shengjie's overtones.

Zhuihun stood up and yawned, "Let you take a few days off, whatever you want, we have nothing to say. But, after the holiday, hurry back and be your boss, don't think we will take over." He turned and went out go, "go."

Yan Shengjie also left afterward, and before he left, he cast a seductive and cold look, "Call me again in the middle of the night, and I'll tell Xiao Ai that you actually like men."

Darkly laughed, the silent support of these two people made him feel warm for a while.

He silently walked to the window, opened the curtains, and stared at the silent night sky. Where the clouds drifted past, there would always be faint mist-like traces, but there were always a few stars that were particularly shining...

Early the next morning, Xiao Ai's phone rang, and Nalan Ye's sullen voice came from the phone, "Mu Xiang, it's been a few days, how long do you have to wait? What happened?" Is it something that keeps you delayed? Do you... know another man?" When he said this, his voice couldn't help but raise a few degrees.

Xiao Ai sat up and brushed her long hair, "Ye, I will go back soon, and I will explain to you after I go back."

Nalan Ye forced himself to calm down, "...Okay, when are you coming back?"