But the BOSS spoils me too much

Villas with sea views, cool breeze, and the sound of waves can be heard endlessly.

Kirs sat on the bay window, looking at the sparkling sea in the night, with a slight smile on her lips.

It seems that what you are looking at is not the night, but the sweetheart.

"Boss, you are looking for me." Wuming knocked on the door and walked in.

"Boss?" Wuming had already approached, but Kirs still didn't look away at all.

As usual, you can feel the strange man ten meters away. Now, sitting on the bay window with bent legs, without that cold and harsh look, he is completely in love with a teenager.

"Coming?" Kirs finally sensed Wuming's presence, she withdrew her gaze, and looked at Wuming standing beside her.

nameless:"……"

"Boss, what do you want from me?"

"In the future, the base, the boxing gym and the basement will all be managed by you. I have decided to retire and be removed from the world rankings." Kirs said calmly.

Wuming was shocked: "Boss, is your body..." Wuming said, with an unbelievable shock on his face, accompanied by a bit of heartache.

"Can't you expect me to order?" Kirs glanced at Wuming with disgust in her phoenix eyes.

"Oh." Nameless nodded, then stood there straight, as if he was relieved.

But Wuming is still puzzled: "So, boss, you are... abandoning black congregation, and following the good one?"

Kris glanced coldly at Wuming again.

"Will you speak?"

Wuming immediately nodded again, as if I understood and didn't care.

"Boss, you don't have to show up. I'll take care of those invisible industries. You can rest assured that I'm here." Wuming promised.

Kirs: "..."

"If you retire, it will hurt the hearts of countless men who regard you as idols. In their hearts, you are not only a boxing god, but also the most famous king!"

There is no one other than Kris who can make countless men submit to him willingly.

Kirs raised her forehead: "You have been with me for so many years, we have come along the way, I believe you are competent, I will not touch those things again in the future."

"Really...congliang?" Wuming couldn't find an adjective, only the word "congliang" hovered in his mind.

Kirs angrily pulled up the pillow behind her and threw it at Wuming: "Can you talk!"

"Okay, clean up." Wuming took the throwing pillow and held it in his hand: "Boss, you don't need to show up, you can just stay behind the scenes, and those who need to be dealt with by means are all handed over to me." Wuming is willing Yi, the kind who thinks of his boss completely.

"No, I'll leave it to you. When you have a child, you can't embarrass your child."

"Then boss, are you planning to change careers to be the overlord? Can you sit still? Besides, don't you hate socializing the most, saying that Fourth Young Master Huo has an iceberg face every day, and is stuck in that kind of high-rise building like a sparrow , not chic at all."

It used to be true.

"You don't understand Wuming. I don't want Xiaoshi to go through that kind of danger with me. I also hope that I can give my children a stable home in the future." Kirs is far-sighted, what he lacked in childhood, he hopes his children can have in the future.

Sooner or later, there will be a child, and the child will grow up and need to be alone, and he has to think about the future now.

He doesn't want to touch those dangerous ones again, and he doesn't want the child to follow his old path.

Even though he has never felt the warmth and love of his parents, in his bones, he still has the best expectations for his children.

He hopes to be a qualified husband and father.