Young Master Xing's Pillow Wife

"You seem to be very busy these days."

Su Luobai's eyes fell on the center of his eyebrows, as if he had a lot of troubles recently, and he always frowned slightly.

It's just that there was a conflict between them. She knew he was busy, but she just didn't care about it on purpose.

"Do you feel sorry for me?"

Xing Kun's hand was on her soft slender waist, and he pinched it lightly. The breath gushing out from her speech was all blowing into her sensitive ears, but it was still such a sentence.

Although Su Luobai blushed, she still admitted it frankly, "Well, I go out early and come back late, and sometimes I don't come back at night. I just fell asleep in the company for a night, and of course my heart hurts."

She wished she could help.

"That's enough for you."

Xing Kun's big hand left her waist, gently covered the back of her hand, and gradually closed it.

Su Luobai suddenly turned around, got up from his side, half-lyed in front of him, held his shoulders and shoulder armor, and asked seriously: "You haven't said anything yet! What are you doing? See if I can help you." What are you up to?"

Xing Kun looked deeply at the person in front of her with deep dark eyes, and there was some urgency and worry in her black and white eyes.

He raised his hand and gently caressed her delicate and fair cheek. The touch of his hand was really intoxicating. He hooked his lips, "Don't worry, I will take care of it."

Su Luobai knew his temperament, when he wanted to say it, he would say it, and if he didn't want to say it, even if he pointed a knife at him, he would not say it.

"Forget it, I won't ask any more, I don't want to talk about it."

Su Luobai turned over, lay down on the picnic mat, rested her head on his lap, and continued to look up at the starry sky, her tone was obviously a little tempered.

Xing Kun chuckled, looked down at her, and played with her soft hair with his fingers, letting it wrap around his fingertips.

The phone suddenly vibrated, accompanied by the ringtone, so abrupt in the empty and silent field.

Xing Kun took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, and seeing that it was Father Xing's call, he quickly glanced at Su Luobai with his deep eyes, "I'll go and answer the call."

Su Luobai was lying on his lap, when she picked it up just now, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the person on the caller ID, nodded her head pretending to be relaxed, and sat up.

Xing Kun held the phone, walked two steps, leaned against a tree, looked in Su Luobai's direction, and picked up the phone.

"Akun, have you been busy lately? Don't be exhausted!"

Father Xing on the other end of the phone spoke with concern.

"Well, Dad, what's the matter with you?"

Xing Kun didn't think that his father made this phone call in the middle of the night just to care about such a sentence. He knows his father better than his son. He knows Xing's father, so he asked straight to the point and didn't want to beat around the bush.

The people over there were silent for a while, and said, "If you're not busy, come back when you have time, your mother and I miss you a lot."

The words are very subtle.

Probably because he knew that his son must be able to hear what he said.

"understood."

Xing Kun's brows and eyes were calm, and his voice didn't fluctuate in the slightest. His eyes were still fixed on the little woman not far away. The warm light seemed to melt her into a halo, which seemed unreal.

Su Luobai folded her hands under her head and looked at the moonlight in the night sky, but her mind was completely absent.

It was a little far away, and she couldn't hear what the person on the phone said to Xing Kun, but she probably knew it from the look in Xing Kun's eyes before answering the phone.

It is estimated that what Father Xing wants to talk about must be related to himself.

Footsteps sounded in her ears, she turned her eyes, Xing Kun had already sat down on the side seat again, raised her head gently, and put it on his lap.

He didn't say anything, but Su Luobai couldn't help it anymore, and asked tentatively: "Is it because uncle doesn't agree with you being with me?"

She thought that apart from this, there was probably nothing for Xing Kun to avoid her.

Xing Kun paused while stroking her cheek, lowered his brows and smiled lightly, "Why don't you agree? Don't think about it, it's a matter of the company."

Su Luobai stared at the night sky, and slowly turned around, just in time to meet his lowered gaze, feeling suspicious for a moment.

It's just that his brows and eyes are calm, the corners of his lips curled up, and his deep eyes are looking at himself, those eyes are bottomless, and he wants to explore something out of them, but he can't see anything.

She didn't know for a moment whether her guess was right or not.

Xing Kun looked at the silvery water surface sprinkled by the moonlight in the distance, with deep and far-sighted eyes.

Since the picnic that day, Xing Kun did not go back as soon as Xing's father asked on the phone, so Xing's father called every day to urge Xing Kun to go home, one day a day is no exaggeration.

He was afraid that Su Luobai would notice something unusual, so five days later, he drove to the old house after work.

Tie Shanlan of the old house opened slowly, and there was already a housekeeper standing at the door to meet her. Seeing Xing Kun's car driving in, she immediately greeted her with a smile, "Master, you are here. Master has been waiting for you in the study for a long time."

The butler is an old man who has been working with Xing's father. He is very happy to see Xing Kun back.

Xing Kun nodded and strode inside.

Mother Xing was busy cooking in the kitchen. Knowing that her son was coming back, she was busy cooking herself, cooking some of her son's favorite dishes.

"Akun, you can eat at home tonight, mom has prepared a lot of your favorite food."

When she heard the housekeeper calling Master Xing Kun, she was overjoyed, and she came out of the kitchen, wiped her hands with her apron, and said worriedly: "Don't be tough with your father when you go up, do you hear me?"

Xing Kun glanced at the apron on Mother Xing's body with deep eyes, and frowned slightly, "Yes."

In fact, when he came, he was prepared in his heart. I'm afraid it was all about Su Luobai's affairs, and what Xing's mother said now further confirmed their purpose of letting him come back today.

His footsteps were a little heavy, and he went upstairs quickly.

Father Xing was sitting in the study, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He raised one side of the temple, trying to read the words on the newspaper in his hand.

Hearing the knock on the door, he raised his eyes.

Xing Kun was twisting the doorknob with one hand. He was tall and had long legs. As soon as he stepped into the study, the whole room felt coercive.

With deep and deep black eyes, he looked straight at the past, and the father and son met each other.

"Want to come back?"

With a sullen face, Father Xing took off his glasses and wiped the lenses with a cleaning cloth, his majestic voice contained a little anger.

He is 1 assured of his son's career, Lei Ting's methods are sharper than when he was in this position, and the Xing family is constantly expanding in his hands.

He is relieved.

It's a pity that Xing Kun is now like a demon, and he is so focused on that woman Su Luobai.

Xing Kun sat casually on the single sofa, in front of him was a high-end solid wood coffee table, on which was placed a steaming teapot.

He poured himself a glass, his brows and eyes were indifferent, and his tone was calm, "Want to talk to me about Luo Bai?"

"What do you say?"

As soon as Father Xing heard his son calling that woman's name so affectionately, he became very angry, "You are also the president of the Xing family, what kind of woman do you want? Do you want to be with a woman who is nothing? Together, aren't you destroying your future?"