This is the story of a demon cult leader struggling to have a child

The two of them nestled in the lounge for most of the day, and they didn't want to go out until it was dark in the afternoon.Will went to the front desk to pay the bill and compensate for the damage to the bathtub. Xuanyuan Yansheng leaned on the sofa in the lobby and waited for him to come out.

He was also a little tired that day, so he nestled into the soft sofa cushion and closed his eyes to rest.His eyelashes are long and curly, casting a dark shadow on his lower eyelid, and his skin is still rosy, making him look extraordinarily young and soft.The pair of black-rimmed glasses were also on the bridge of the nose, revealing exotic and exquisite facial features, which were quite different from his image on the screen.

Occasionally, members and waiters pass by in the lobby, and they can't help but take a look.However, the Cavendish Training Center is a private club, the threshold is extremely high, and the quality of members is naturally high.Therefore, even if people passing by were attracted by his sleeping face, they would just watch from afar and no one would disturb him.

But there are always exceptions. Just when he was almost asleep, a low voice suddenly came from above his head: "Xuanyuan... Teacher?"

Teacher Xuanyuan had just eaten and drank enough, and didn't have the energy to deal with the fans, so he just pretended not to hear, and still closed his eyes to rest.

The sound of light footsteps gradually approached, and the young man who called him just now walked to the sofa with slow but steady steps.The man was not a few years older than him, wearing a black cadet school uniform similar to a military uniform, with silver patterns adorning the shoulders, waist and trouser line, short pale golden hair clinging to his scalp, and his facial features were deep and cold. With a little scrutiny.

The young military cadet stopped a few steps in front of the sofa, bent down and looked at Xuanyuan Yansheng carefully.The person he watched looked calm, with no change in breathing or heartbeat, as if he was completely asleep.

There was a bit of critical scrutiny in his eyes. After looking at it for a few seconds, he straightened up as if confirming something, and took out a rectangular portable optical computer half the size of a palm from his pocket.He slid his thumb on it, and a 6-inch virtual light screen popped up immediately above the optical brain, on which Xuanyuan Yansheng's head image was displayed, and he moved away with his finger on the optical brain, revealing his entire body into the screen.

The moment this photo was taken, Xuanyuan Yansheng, who was lying on the sofa, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were bright and cold, and they shot straight at him like lasers.The student clenched the optical brain in his hand, turned his eyes away from the majestic gaze, looked at a long-necked vase beside the sofa and said, "I never expected to meet you here, your surname is Xuanyuan, right? You and you...that The father named Xuanyuan looks very similar."

He didn't turn off the optical brain when he spoke, and after the photo on the screen disappeared, it still showed Xuanyuan Yansheng reclining on the sofa, looking coldly at the top of the camera.

"Are you secretly filming me?"

His posture and expression did not change, but his aura was completely different from when he closed his eyes and rested before.Although the student tried his best to turn his attention away, he still felt trapped by his sharp gaze. A slight chill climbed up from the bottom of his spine, and he replied involuntarily, "I'm not taking a sneak shot, I just want to tell you something."

His voice was a little dry, but his expression was not flustered. His eyes fell on Xuanyuan Yansheng's cold and handsome face through the light screen, and he asked calmly and in a low voice: "Do you know what kind of person your father, Mr. George Bria, used to be?" Do you have the heart to let him hide in the depths of the universe forever for you and your father, unable to return to the position he should be in?"

For the convenience of speaking, he took another two steps forward, bent down and looked at Xuanyuan Yansheng.The silence and indifference of the other party failed to dispel his enthusiasm. He took the initiative to speak again and introduced himself sincerely: "My name is Justin Roland. I am the nephew of your father George Bria and also your cousin. You can trust me."

After investigating him for so long, can you finally send someone to contact him in person?Xuanyuan Yansheng looked at the other party quietly.

The outline of the young man in front of him is really similar to his father, and his eyes are also the same amber color, he really looks like a relative.

At the beginning, it was the Bria family who framed his father for kidnapping his father, and they still refused to withdraw the arrest warrant, which made their husband and wife still wandering in the universe; but now this Justin Roland actually came to him and said that his father It was his and his father's fault that he was wanted.

Where did this logic come from?

The extremely short distance between the two broke the safe space in etiquette, and it looked extremely ambiguous from behind.The two of them were not talking, and there was a stalemate in silence for a while, and this ambiguous space was broken by a hand that came in horizontally.

The optical brain in Justin Roland's hand was suddenly snatched away, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized it.When he returned to snatch it, the person who snatched his optical brain had already deleted the photos in it neatly, and threw the optical brain back into his hand.

To snatch something from him so easily, what is this person doing?Justin Roland looked at the other party in surprise, but the man didn't even give him a look. He sat down on the arm of the sofa and said softly to Xuanyuan Yansheng, "Xuanyuan, are you still tired?"

Justin stared nervously at this scene, and suddenly thought of Xuanyuan Fengsheng's identity as a Demon Cult, and looked at Will Mantensen with a bit of disdain.He frowned tightly, and asked Xuanyuan angrily: "You are not yet an adult, how can you hang out with that kind of person? You still have a bright future, and your family is looking forward to you..."

The heir of the SCC Group and the president of SCC Film and Television Company, Will Mantensen, subtly felt that he had been discriminated against.

In order to prove that he is not "that kind of person"—whatever kind of person he is—he coughed seriously, and the lazy and sexy in the lounge just now didn't know where he got it, his back was straight, and the corner of his mouth was curled up. With a sneering smile, he replied coldly and politely: "I am the manager of Teacher Xuanyuan. Teacher Xuanyuan does not accept interviews during non-working hours. Also, this is a private club. I hope fans will follow stars rationally, and don't take random photos—"

He glanced at the miniature optical computer in Justin's hand meaningfully, and pulled Xuanyuan Yansheng up: "There is an omission in the management here, I will greet their boss tomorrow, let's go home first. If you want to record a show, don’t ruin your mood for ‘that kind of person’.”

Xuanyuan Yansheng finally showed a sincere smile on his face, and took his hand and walked out.

Justin tried to stop them when Xuanyuan's foot stepped right across his shoe, pinning him in place.After Will walked over, he said relaxedly in a volume that just happened to be heard by everyone in the hall: "I don't know what you just said, but if you harass us again, I will report to the police that you tried to abduction of minors."

Seeing Justin Roland's distressed expression, he deliberately lowered his voice and added: "Why are you surprised, don't the Bria family like to report such cases?"

After leaving the Cavendish Center, Xuanyuan Yansheng no longer mentioned this matter. Instead, Wilmantson was full of complacency and complacent about his own charm.

He knew the identity of Justin Roland a long time ago. He knew that he was the grandson of Marshal Bria and the son of Councilor Roland. The two elders still had some friendship.It's just that Justin stayed at school all the time, didn't go out much in the social world, and didn't know him.Family background is not the point, not even appearance is the point, the point is that Justin is seven or eight years younger than him, and Xuanyuan is more like his contemporaries.

When the two got together to talk, the first thing Wilmantson felt was not anger or jealousy, but a sense of crisis, the fear and sigh of the older people for the vigorous youth.He is 13 years older than Xuanyuan Yansheng, although this age difference can be ignored after 150 years, but now, seeing those two people of similar age together, even he himself can't help but feel that they are more suitable a little.

But Xuanyuan didn't care about that young man's tough pursuit, he was the only one in his eyes.

After returning to the apartment, he hugged Xuanyuan Yansheng with joy, rested his chin on his shoulder, and begged tenderly in his ear: "Xuanyuan, it's not convenient for you to live alone. You will be busy with work in the future, and there must be someone Take care of you, why not move in and live with me."

The two of them had done too much during the day, and Xuanyuan Yansheng's body was still very sensitive. His ears were pointed at by the hot and humid breath, and his legs were a little weak.He pushed Will's face away, went to the kitchen to pour a glass of ice water to cool down the fire, leaned against the door and replied lazily: "Then you will order more vegetables and grains from MUO company in the future. There were no ingredients when cooking last time , I don't want to keep doing this."

Will's request to live together was impulsive, and he was a little surprised after speaking, and even regretted it for a moment.But hearing his affirmative response, those regrets were like dust in the sun, swept away by his clear words, leaving only nameless joy flooding from the bottom of my heart.

Until the next day when he went to work, Will Mantensen still had a bright smile on his mouth, and his whole person seemed to have a spring background.

Even the employees who occasionally passed by his office were infected by the cheerful atmosphere, hiding in the tea room in horror and talking about what stimulated him.It turned out that his assistant, Arthur Gao, discovered the truth behind his mutated behavior - when he went to deliver the report, he actually found half a clear red-purple hickey on the small part of the boss's neck exposed outside the shirt.

A flash of lightning suddenly crossed Arthur's heart, and Xuanyuan Yansheng's squinted eyes when he talked about Will in the coffee shop gradually appeared in front of his eyes, and the faint sentence "I think this person is a bit interesting."

He stared at the trace, and asked uncontrollably, "Mr. Manterson, where were you yesterday?"

There was a pink bubble lingering around Will Mantensen's body, and his voice was as light as a teenager.He noticed Arthur's gaze, and proudly pulled his collar, completely exposing the hickey, showing off his snow-white teeth: "Yeah, Xuanyuan and I had a very good day. He is so wonderful It's great, although it's a bit scary when you're angry, but it's really crazy to coax people." He closed his eyes with reminiscence, his face full of intoxication: "We've already lived together, and he promised to cook for me in the future Eat. I wish I could live with him all my life, Arthur, I think I'm in love..."

Arthur was paralyzed by the shock of one fatal news after another.Is it because their leader's vision needs to be revived or is there a problem with the education of the devil's religion?

Will talked to himself for a long time, finally felt his silence, raised his voice and asked him: "Arthur, did you hear me? I've decided that I will be Xuanyuan's manager in person in the future. He will take over in the future The scenes are all arranged by you, and I am responsible for picking him up and going to and from work every day, eating the meals he cooks, taking him to interviews, accompanying him to announcements, and watching him filming when I have time..."

Arthur numbly shook his head facing the air, his mind was full of the hickey marks on Will's neckline, and the girlish breath rippling on his body - what did the two of them do yesterday, why did he feel Will Matterson is the one down there?

Could it be that their future primary school teacher will be born mainly by the teacher?This is against the rules!

Arthur was in an extremely complicated mood. He returned to the office, covered his face and thought for a long time, finally turned on his private optical brain, and dialed the interstellar line of the Demon Cult General Forum.