Evil Young Master's Bedside Love

When they were almost to the neighborhood where Bai Mojiao lived, a melodious ringing sound came from the inside of the carriage. It was from Bai Mojiao's bag.

Holding the steering wheel in one hand, Hall reached into the white bag he'd placed on the passenger seat and fished out his cell phone.

Glancing at the caller ID, he saw that it was a call from Luo Xiaoye.

Due to the fact that Bai Mojiao had not returned yet, Luo Xiaoye couldn't help but be somewhat worried. This was the first time that she had worked overtime. She was afraid that something might have happened to Bai Mojiao, so she gave him a call.

"Hello." Holsham answered the phone.

Hearing the magnetic male voice entering his ears, Luo Xiaoye was stunned for a second before he realized that it was Holt's voice!

Why did he call Bai Mojiao and pick up the phone from Hall Sheng? Could it be that Bai Mo Lian was in the hospital again?

"She fell asleep at the office. I'm on my way back, and I'm almost there." Holsham answered in a toneless voice.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "I see." After hearing that Bai Mojiao wasn't in trouble, Luo Xiaoye heaved a sigh of relief.

"Then I'll go down and pick you up!" With that said, Luo Xiaoye hung up the phone, picked up a jacket, put it on, and hurriedly went downstairs with the key in his hand.

At the end of October, City A had become somewhat cold. Luo Xiaoye stood on his tiptoes downstairs as he surveyed the scene. A gust of cold wind blew past, freezing Luo Xiaoye to the point that he couldn't help but shiver.

At this time, the lights of the car came on. Luo Xiaoye looked up and saw an expensive black business car in front of him.

Luo Xiaoye hurriedly walked over.

"She's in the back." Huo Sheng's tone was clear and concise as he walked towards the back of the car. Luo Xiaoye hurriedly followed behind him.

Opening the car door, he saw that Bai Mojiao was still sleeping soundly within the car. He had no idea that he was in Holt's car and had been delivered by him to the house.

Luo Xiaoye couldn't help but to shake his head in his heart when he saw how defenseless Bai Mojiao was. It was a good thing that Huo Chen wasn't a bad person. If he were to meet a bad person like Bai Mojiao, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Um …" Director Huo, can I trouble you to help send Xiao Yumei up? I definitely can't take her along by myself … " Luo Xiaoye said to Huo Sheng in a tone as if he was discussing something.

"En!" Huo Chen replied with a heavy "En" in his sexy throat as he reached into the car to lift Bai Mojiao up and carry him out of the car.

Luo Xiaoye closed the door like a lackey.

"I'll lead the way for Boss Huo." As he spoke, Luo Xiaoye rushed in front of Holt and headed for the door.

After returning home, Luo Xiaoye opened the door and walked in first.

Seeing that Huo Sheng had hesitated for a moment at the door, Luo Xiaoye hurriedly said, "It's alright. You don't need to change your shoes. You can just come in."

At this moment, Bai Mojiao, who was lying in Holt's arms, suddenly moved and slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the lines of Holt's hard profile in his hazy vision.

He himself was … Was he dreaming?

Seemingly sensing that Bai Mo Xie had woken up, Holt's gaze moved to Bai Mo Xie's face.

When their sharp eyes met, Bai Moyan's entire body shuddered as if he had been electrocuted, and he instantly regained consciousness.

He wasn't dreaming!

"You're awake." Holsham's low, magnetic voice floated into Bai Moyan's ear.

"Pfft …" Director Huo … " Bai Moyan could not understand the situation at all. He only felt himself being hugged by Holt, while his face turned red.

Holt gently put down the white Mo.

Before Huo Sheng could explain the situation, Luo Xiaoye said, "Director Huo said that you fell asleep at the company, so he kindly sent you back."

Bai Mo Lian lowered his head and looked at Holt with embarrassment. He hadn't expected Holt to send him back, let alone wake him up after sleeping like a dead pig.

"Thank you … Thank you, Director Huo. Sorry for causing you so much trouble. " The more Bai Mo spoke, the lower his head.

"Nothing."

"Xiao Yan, you haven't eaten dinner yet, right?"

"I haven't." Bai Mojiao shook his head. As Luo Xiaoye mentioned this, he felt his stomach grow hungry.

"Director Huo, have you had dinner yet?" Luo Xiaoye asked politely. After all, it was already past dinner and it was already time for Holt to leave.

Unexpectedly, Holt replied, "I haven't eaten yet either."

He did not expect that Huo Chen had not eaten dinner. Naturally, Luo Xiaoye had to be polite with him.

"Since Boss Huo also hasn't eaten yet, if you don't mind, you can eat at our house. I bought some hotpot base and some ingredients, making it will soon be done! "Last time, you invited us to a meal, and this time you kindly sent Xiao Ran back."

"If you don't mind, of course I won't mind."

Since Holt had already said so, could Bai Moyan still say that he minded?

Furthermore, Holt had indeed helped him a lot. The last time he found out that he was not feeling well, he had sent him to the hospital, but now he was sending him back home …

"Of course we wouldn't mind." Bai Mo Yan said.

"Director Huo, can you sit on the sofa for a while? I'll be ready right away." As he spoke, Luo Xiaoye walked towards the kitchen.

For a moment, only Bai Mojiao and Huo Sheng were left in the living room. The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

"Director Huo, please take a seat first. I need to go back to my room to change." Bai Moyan gave a small nod of acknowledgment to Holt before walking quickly in the direction of his room.

He went to the sofa in the living room and sat down, looking around.

This was a rather old house. The decorations were very simple, but very clean and tidy. The surroundings were filled with traces of a person's life. There was a kind of very warm feeling, as if it was … The feeling of home.

When Luo Xiaoye walked out with an electric stove and a pot, he saw Holt sizing him up and couldn't help but laugh awkwardly: "My home is very small and old. Director Huo, please don't mind it."

Holsham only shook his head slightly.

In fact, he seemed to like it better than where he lived.

It was just as Bai Moyan had said, the place he had been staying at was like a luxurious hotel. There was no feeling of home at all.

And here … However, it was filled with the feeling of home, as if it could give a person a comfortable feeling of comfort, allowing one to completely relax.

At this moment, Bai Mojiao had changed into his house-clothes and walked out of the room. When he met Huo Sheng's gaze, his eyes couldn't help but twinkle.