The group pet ancestor of the paranoid boss

[Do I have a heart... How about I cut it open with my own hands and show you? 】

Huo Tingmo looked at the bright smile on the girl's face in the deck.

But rather.

He couldn't feel any heat.

"Apologize."

Huo Tingmo's low, gentle voice sounded in the box.

Except for Lu Tingjiu, the faces of the others all changed at the same time.

Huo Tingmo said in a calm voice.

"Apologize to Jiujiu."

"Can not afford."

There was almost no pause for a second, Lu Tingjiu followed Huo Tingmo's ending and spoke.

When meeting Huo Tingmo's dark and bottomless eyes, the smile on Lu Tingjiu's face subsided slightly.Finally slowly dissipated.

Lu Tingjiu looked at him, at his face that would not change expression even after drinking a whole bottle of whiskey.

[Is it because Ting Mo follows you in everything, and you think that he should be like this? 】

What Rong Qijin said, gathered little by little, resurfaced in his mind.

Lu Tingjiu's low and faint voice was like floating clouds.

"He's right, you shouldn't be like this..."

"Wine wine."

Huo Tingmo suddenly made a sound and interrupted her.

"It's my business to follow you." It has nothing to do with others.

Huo Ting's unfinished words are all hidden in his pair of bottomless eyes.

There was a long silence.

In the entire box, the silence was terrifying.

Except... Han Lei could not bear the pain, so he let out a low hum.

It's as if I didn't realize it.

Lu Tingjiu looked into Huo Tingmo's eyes, and murmured, "What... do you follow me?"

Almost at that moment.

Huo Tingmo seemed to have some kind of intuition in his heart, before Lu Tingjiu said, "Leave, break up, except."

Except leave.

Except breaking up.

He can promise her anything.

Quiet and quiet.

Lu Tingjiu smiled softly, there was nothing real in the depths of his eyes.The hand hanging by the side was silently clenched, with a faint coldness.

"Then let me be quiet for a while, let me be by myself for a while."

But when Lu Tingjiu said this.

Huo Tingmo has already walked in front of her.

Regardless of the shocked eyes of everyone in the box.

Huo Tingmo leaned over and squatted down in front of Lu Tingjiu.

He stretched out his hand, lightly and slowly but yet forcefully, to loosen Lu Tingjiu's tightly clenched hand a little bit.

But Huo Tingmo's gaze has been staring at Lu Tingjiu's black and white eyes, discerning the emotions deep in her eyes.

"Wine wine."

The man had a low and gentle voice as always.Even a little lower, revealing a somewhat gentle illusion.Or perhaps, itself is gentle.

"You said it yourself, you won't leave me."

"If you promise me, you will do it, huh?"

Huo Tingmo's thin lips opened and closed, and the words were clear.But especially calm and slow, as if stating the facts with certainty.

"If you can't do it, I can help you, do it."

The words fall.

Huo Tingmo bowed his head, and kissed Lu Tingjiu's stretched palm.

"you are mine."

"Jiujiu, you are mine."

How could he allow others to get his hands dirty.

Even if it's... just take a look.

……

A man as handsome as a god's mansion, put a kiss on the palm of a beautiful and noble girl.

Pious to the bone.

The others watched this scene in shock.

When Gu Mingze saw it, he took a step forward inexplicably.

But He Lianzhan suddenly stopped in front of him.

He Lianzhan, who was dressed in black and black pants, remained silent.There was a powerful and piercing aura all over his body.

Han Lei, who was humming in pain, seemed to have sensed the unusual and treacherous aura in the box.

Suddenly the sound stopped.Even, hold your breath.

……

Lu Tingjiu lowered her eyes, looking at the man with his head buried in her palm.

But only three breaths.

The moment Huo Tingmo raised his head again, his hands naturally fell on Lu Tingjiu's legs, and then he bent down to hug her.

"Jijiu, let's go home."

"Ting Mo!"

The moment he saw Huo Tingmo move, Rong Qijin's expression changed.

He stepped forward and stopped Huo Tingmo's movement.

"You still want to hug her?"

Rong Qijin said in disbelief, "Huo Tingmo, don't you want your right hand anymore!"

The moment he heard Rong Qijin's low growl, Lu Tingjiu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

And then.

"Huo Tingmo, let me go."

There is no temperature, nor any emotion, when I say this sentence.

Lu Tingjiu stretched out his hand, ready to push away the man who insisted on going his own way and still wanted to hug her.

where the hand touches.

A piece of moist.

Lu Tingjiu paused slightly.

When you touch it out to see.

The palms are full of blood.

And in the palm of his hand, there seemed to be residual warmth from the man's kiss just now.

"Huo Tingmo, are you sick?"

Lu Tingjiu roared.The words were mixed with inexplicable emotions.

Facing her cold and angry eyes, Huo Tingmo was stabbed in the bottom of his heart.But it doesn't show anything on the face.

He responded gently, "Jiujiu, this is the second time you asked tonight."

Then, he said, "If you think I have it, then act like I do."

The man's tone was gentle, his eyes were gentle, and even the aura around him was slightly restrained.

But at this time Lu Tingjiu looked at him, and an inexplicable coolness surged from the bottom of her heart.

On the other hand, Rong Qijin's expression changed.

He Lianzhan, who was expressionless, had a slightly deeper emotion in his eyes.

When Huo Tingmo moved slightly under his hand, he was about to hug Lu Tingjiu again.

Lu Tingjiu grabbed his arm, and the tentacles were wet.

The fingertips were almost uncontrollable, and they curled up slightly.

Lu Tingjiu spoke, his voice was very low, but not to the man in front of him, "Rong Qijin, do you want to wait for the blood on his hands to dry up?"

Rong Qijin's expression froze slightly, and someone brought him the medicine box that was in the clubhouse.

Then, after taking it over.

Huo Tingmo didn't let Rong Qijin deal with it.

With deep eyes, he stared at Lu Tingjiu without blinking, "You come home with me."

The subtext in the man's words was that if she didn't go back with him, he wouldn't deal with his hands.

Lu Tingjiu met his eyes.

No matter at any time, Lu Tingjiu can easily look someone in the eye.And, there is no dodge.

"Hands are yours."

Lu Tingjiu's voice was slightly cold, "If you want to destroy it, I can't help it."

"Wine wine."

"Lu Tingjiu."

Rong Qijin and He Lianzhan spoke at the same time.

Especially He Lianzhan, whose gaze fell on Lu Tingjiu was like a cold snake.It makes people feel a little bit of coolness from the back.

Lu Tingjiu's black and white eyes stared fixedly at the man for a while.

After a few seconds of silence.

While Lu Tingjiu looked away, he let go of his hand.

When she was about to get up.

Huo Tingmo's palm fell on her lap, preventing her from getting up.

"Jijiu, where are you going?"

Immediately, before Lu Tingjiu could speak, Huo Tingmo said again, "I'll be with you."

"Wine wine."

Rong Qijin spoke at the right time from the side, "Just pretend that I was about to say the wrong thing before. His hand can't be dragged any longer."

This sentence is already Rong Qijin's low profile.

And He Lianzhan looked at Lu Tingjiu's attitude at this time, narrowed his eyes slightly, and didn't speak.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind.

—A certain, possibility.

As soon as He Lianzhan and the others came in, they asked people to turn on all the lights in the box.

Lu Tingjiu lowered his eyes.Looking at the feet, I don't know if it's blood or liquid mixed with wine stains.