I'm confronting the scum with the tsundere boss

"Who are you calling?" Song Yan's eyes were filled with frost, and he directly spread his palms at Lin Ci, motioning for Lin Ci to hand over the phone to him.

Lin Ci paused for a moment, subconsciously straightening his back. He wasn't quite sure if Song Yan had heard what he just said, but he still calmly put the phone in Song Yan's palm, and said calmly, "Student."

Song Yan frowned and suppressed his anger. He turned on the phone screen, grabbed Lin Ci's hand and pressed the phone to unlock it.

Lin Ci's mobile phone interface is not as clean as a young boy's. There are no mobile games or messy software on the interface.

Song Yan quickly flipped through the phone, then looked at the call log, and frowned slightly when he saw Haozi's name on the call log.

"Now explain, where did you go for these four hours?" Song Yan slammed the phone on the entrance cabinet, stretched out his arm, grabbed Lin Ci and dragged him in through the door.

Ever since Wang Yi told him that Lin Ci had agreed to terminate the contract early, he couldn't control the anger in his heart.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he knew that the anger came out of nowhere, but he just wanted to get angry, wanted to fuck/dead Lin Ci.

Song Yan raced all the way to Lin Ci's place, but the other party didn't stay at home honestly.

This was the first time in the more than four years since the two reached an agreement, Song Yan came to Lin Ci's place, and Lin Ci was not at home.

Song Yan condescended to call Lin Ci several times, but Lin Ci dared not answer. He couldn't enter the door, so he asked Chen Jie's contact person to open the lock.

Song Yan sat on the sofa, the more he waited, the angrier he became. Hearing some movement at the door, he rushed to the door and opened it, wanting to ask Lin Ci for an explanation.

"Sorry, I didn't know you would come." Lin Ci relaxed his body slightly. He lowered his eyebrows and tried to put his arms around Song Yan's waist: "It's almost seven o'clock, have you eaten yet?"

Song Yan directly slapped Lin Ci's outstretched hand, and he said coldly, "Take off all your clothes."

Lin Ci heard the words and turned around and closed the door.

He looked up at Song Yan calmly, unbuttoned his shirt one by one with his slender fingers, and obediently took off his shirt and trousers.

"I mean, all the clothes on your body." Song Yan stared at Lin Ci with his dark eyes, and there was no trace of warmth in his voice: "All clothes include panties."

Lin Ci lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, stretched out his hand and obediently removed the last trace of cover.

Song Yan's face was cold, and his eyes were slightly squinted. The light in his eyes extended from under the butterfly bone on Lin Ci's shoulder all the way down to his seductive waistline. Standing there quietly like this is already the sexiest nude/body painting.

Song Yan couldn't care less about being pretty right now, so he stepped forward, pressed Lin Ci against the wall, and examined Lin Ci carefully.

He knew the marks he had left on Lin Ci.

If there were traces of others on Lin Ci's body today, he would break Lin Ci's legs and raise him for the rest of his life.

"Tell me," Song Yan finished the inspection, although his heart sank, he still did not let Lin Ci go, he squeezed Lin Ci's chin tightly: "Where have you been these four hours?"

"I went to the suburbs to relax." Lin Ci stared at Song Yan with the same eyes as before, and his tone was soft: "If I knew you were coming, I wouldn't go."

"Then why didn't you answer my phone? Are you still in the mood to call someone else?" Song Yan was unmoved, still relentless: "Do you still remember your identity?"

"Sorry, I didn't answer the phone, because the phone was in silent mode for some reason. I called my classmate first, and I wanted to call you back after I got home." Lin Ci bit his lip hard, and the slight pain made him Suppressing the feeling of dizziness in his head, he stepped forward and put his arms around Song Yan's waist: "I have never forgotten my identity, don't be angry."

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Dear little angels~Happy Saturday, because I am waiting for the uptweet, so I have a low number of words, woohoo, I will definitely not stop updating after the uptweet~~ I love you~Happy Saturday~ My heart~~