My CEO is as beautiful as a fairy

"Xuan'er, you can't go." he shouted again. Seeing that I still didn't mean to stop, he wanted to fight with me.

I hate people threatening me with force, no matter who it is?

I made a move to meet him. My palms collided with each other. With a bang, I even stepped back a few steps, while he stood where he was, and Wen Si didn't move.

"Xuan'er, you are in danger now. You must let me treat you."

"No." I subconsciously rejected him. I didn't want to accept his kindness, nor was I willing to accept it.

"Xuan'er, you are really dangerous now. If you don't dredge your aura in time, you will break your muscles and veins. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about Xiaoqing, xiaopineapple and your unborn children. What should they do if something happens to you? Can you let Xiaoqing take care of you all your life? Can you bear to watch her work so hard?"

It's ridiculous that he should know how to sensationalize.

"Don't worry, I won't break my muscles and veins, and nothing will happen. I have the ability and methods to deal with it. I don't need you to care about me." I'm like a rebellious young man. No matter what he says, I want to talk back, refute and get back to him.

He looked at me and seemed impatient. "I advise you to stay. You're not my opponent. I want you to stay. You can't go at all."

I sneered, "Yeah, let's see what we can do."

With that, I left.

"Whoosh", I didn't know what was going on. The door in front of me was closed, and he was standing in front of the door.

His shooting speed, application speed and reaction speed are very fast, far above me. My reaction speed is hundreds of times that of ordinary people and dozens of times that of other martial arts experts, but even so, I didn't notice his reaction at all.

I admit that I am not his opponent. After more than ten years, I finally met an opponent whose ability is above me.

However, this opponent disgusted me, upset me and overwhelmed me.

I know I've made a big taboo. I shouldn't be impatient or angry. This will affect my play and judgment, but I just can't control my anger.

I hate him blocking me and his self righteousness. I just don't want him to help me.

"Get out of the way!" I felt a fire coming out of my eyes.

At that moment, he smashed a big hole in the stone pillar in front of me.

He looked at the big hole and looked complex. "Don't be angry, otherwise the aura in your body will only become more and more disordered."

"Leave it alone!"

"You are my son, I don't care about you, who cares about you." compared with my anger, he was too calm and calm, as if I was the irrational person, and he was the normal person.

He wanted to get close to me, but I dodged, but then his hand grabbed my arm, silent and silent.

I was pulled by him and couldn't move at all, as if my arm was fixed by an invisible board.

I struggled hard and still didn't help.

"What did you do to me? Let go of me. Do you hear me?"

Without saying a word, he carried me directly. I was like a lamb to be slaughtered. He was indifferent to how I struggled and shouted.

My voice was getting hoarse, smoking and losing my voice, but he was always very calm.

I am like a rough sea. He is like a quiet sea after the waves pass. The contrast is too obvious.

"I don't want you to care, you let go of me." I struggled hard, but I couldn't move.

He sat next to me, stroking my hair and sketching a smile at the corners of his mouth, "such a big man, he is as naughty as when he was a child, and he plays his temper when he is unhappy. Your temper is as good as your mother. It's very similar."

When he mentioned his mother, something seemed to have been touched in my heart. Suddenly, I was not so impetuous and so angry.

I stubbornly stopped looking at him and didn't want to talk to him.

He "ha ha" smiled, and his voice was deep and gentle. If the face in front of me didn't make me feel strange, I really thought that the kind and honest father came back when I was a child.

I don't know what kind of feelings I have for him?

Forgive, or hate, or rely on.

I don't like him touching my head, and I don't want him to take his hand away.

I am very contradictory, special contradiction.

"Xuan'er is really big. He has white hair. Don't move. Dad picked it up for you."

His slender fingers wriggled on my scalp, fluctuated my hair and stirred my heart.

Dad

What a beautiful word!

I didn't yell because I knew it wouldn't help.

He helped me pull out the white hair and shook it in front of me with a smile. "Look, pull it out. Don't put your mind in your heart in the future. Look at you. You are so young and have white hair."

"Are you making up for your debt to me for so many years?" I interrupted him and asked coldly.

He sat cross legged in front of me and put aside the skeleton mask in his hand.

I looked at the mask. It was scary. Wearing it would give people a sense of dignity.

I don't like that mask, nor do I like people with masks who hide their true expressions under the mask, hypocritical and false.

"If I want to make up for it, even if I spend my whole life making up for it, it's not enough. I've never been with you to grow up, I've never paid anything to you, and I've never done anything for you. In addition to giving you life, I'm no longer a qualified father." he muttered to himself, with a little self-knowledge.

I was silent.

He continued, "I just want to be a father and prove that I am still a father and have a child. What else can I do for my child?"

I sneered, "don't be sensational. I won't eat you."

He looked at me and smiled, "don't move. I'll recuperate the aura in your body. You should be practicing the star formula taught by Mr. Wei. It's very powerful and is about to break through the second level. The aura in your body is enough, but you don't know how to use the Star formula, so it causes the aura to run around in your body. Let me help you get through this level first."

He said, regardless of whether I agreed or not, he directly helped me regulate the Reiki in my body.

When the aura is forcibly scattered under the action of external force and instilled into every cell and inch of blood of the whole body, the feeling is really too subtle.

It's like a small river blocked by rubble can finally flow unimpeded to the front.

My consciousness came to the edge of the circle again. I saw the stars all over the sky and their dazzling light.

I also saw those stars converging into a river, rushing to the distance.

It turned out that I had always felt like a drop of water, advancing tirelessly in the surging sea. In fact, it was not a real drop of water, but the Milky Way gathered by stars.

However, I couldn't realize the star formula perfectly at that time, so I mistakenly felt that I was a drop of water.

The secret of the star formula is naturally in the rapidly changing stars. Look, when I break through this layer, everything that blinds my eyes is gone, and everything can be seen clearly.

"Wow -"

The water of the Milky Way rushes to the distance and to the sun. The dazzling light can't open people's eyes.

When the Milky Way rushes to the inside of the sun, I just feel that I am bathed in the golden sun and sweat drops down.

Hot, very hot, very hot.

Sweat can discharge the toxins involved in the body. This toxin is not the kind of toxin accumulated by the human body. That toxin has been excreted when I break through the first priority of the star formula.

Now the toxin comes from the abandoned Reiki in the body, that is, the useless Reiki.

Only by discharging it will the river not be blocked again.

I don't know how long this time lasted. When I slowly opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was his face.

He smiled at me and I looked at him.

"Wake up, how do you feel?"

I didn't speak.

He took a towel to wipe my sweat. "The cultivation of Xingchen Jue needs to cooperate with Reiki perfectly. We should pay attention to it in the future."

"Have you ever thought about what Mr. Wei would think if he knew you were still alive?" I asked suddenly.

His hands froze in the air, and his face looked very unnatural. "He will accept it more calmly than you."

Yes, Mr. Wei will indeed accept it more calmly than I do. His self-cultivation over the years has taught him how to restrain himself, how not to get angry and how to look down on some things.

However, I still remember Mr. Wei's joy when he learned that I had broken through the first priority of the star formula.

He can not restrain himself in the face of all things. He still has joys and sorrows. When I am ill, he will worry about me. When I break through, he will be happy for me. When I am in trouble, he will do everything possible to help me at the first time.

He is a close friend of Mr. Wei. I don't believe that Mr. Wei can calm down after learning that he is still alive.

His indifferent answer only proves once again how self-centered he is, and I still have a trace of fantasy.

Silly, that's silly.

He said everything. He helped me just to prove that he was a father and that he had a son.

Therefore, he did all this for himself, and I was just a means he used to achieve his goal.

I jumped out of my chair and he looked at me stupidly, "where are you going?"

"Thank you for helping me. Now, can I go?"

"You are very weak now. You should have a rest here."

I'm making excuses again. I don't know what bad excuses will be found to keep me in a while?