Quick Transmigration: The President of Sick Jiao is fond of and flirted with

Duan Yimo...is he actually scared?

Afraid of losing him?

For no reason, Song Chubai's heart trembled, as if some strong emotion surged from the bottom of his heart, making him hug Duan Yimo's arm, and whispered: "I want to go home."

"Okay." Duan Yimo agreed without hesitation, and walked out quickly with his long legs.

Song Chubai nestled in Duan Yimo's arms, buried his head in front of his chest, and slowly relaxed his body.

Before leaving, he seemed to have heard the heart-piercing cry of the bald brother.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

-

After returning to the manor, Duan Yimo gently put Song Chubai on the sofa, held his hand with both hands, and held it tightly.

Looking carefully, his fingertips seemed to be trembling faintly.

"Fortunately." Duan Yimo said with lowered eyes.

"fortunately."

Fortunately, the person who kidnapped Song Chubai this time was Zhang Er, who was obsessed with his handicrafts but didn't have many real evil intentions. Fortunately, fortunately, it was him.

Otherwise, he didn't dare to imagine what would happen to him at the beginning.

"It's my fault." Duan Yimo looked at Song Chubai, with a bit of panic still remaining in his eyes, "It's my fault."

He made too many enemies, those people wished to cut him into pieces, get rid of him quickly, but they had nothing to do with themselves.

Only then did he turn his mind on Song Chubai.

Although he sent bodyguards to protect him, but the hundred secrets will eventually be separated, and those people are all-pervasive. He can't imagine that if one day in the future, he has an accident because of himself...

Song Chubai patted his hand lightly, "I'm fine, the bald brother didn't hurt me."

"I know." Duan Yimo hugged Song Chubai into his arms and buried his head on his neck, "I know."

But he was just afraid.

Afraid of him getting hurt.

From guessing what happened to him to finding him, the short one hour felt like it was longer than the first half of his life.

Fear, panic, distress, hatred...

These negative emotions entangled him and almost drove him crazy.

Those emotions were temporarily suppressed until it was confirmed that he was fine, but only temporarily.

Now, they surged up again, pounding his heart and sweeping his brain.

"Chuchu." Duan Yimo called his name, "I love you."

For the first time, he was so truly aware of his own heart.

He was afraid of losing him, even more afraid than when he knew that his legs were disabled.

He didn't want to hurt him a little bit, and he didn't want to see him sad.

"I don't understand love." His voice was a little hoarse, "but I love you."

Song Chubai froze in place, and felt a little moistness from his neck, with a bit of scorching heat, hot and scorching.

Did he... cry?For fear of him getting hurt?

Song Chubai bit his lip lightly, took the initiative to hug Duan Yimo's waist, and said softly, "I also..."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Yimo kissed his lips.

It seemed that only in this way could he calm down the bottomless sense of panic.

A kiss is just a symbol, but the one who can really comfort him is Song Chubai himself.

The dusk is approaching, and the night is coming quietly, the shadows of the trees are shaking outside the window, and the house is also warm...

-

After the "kidnapping" incident, Duan Yimo became even busier.

Song Chubai didn't know much about his company's affairs, but listening to his call, it seemed that he wanted to press all the current company's business and open up new company business.

In other words, he is seeking transformation.

Song Chubai learned from Qiqi's story background that Duan Yimo has the largest intelligence network in the world, which is one of the reasons why he has made countless enemies.

People are most afraid of their secrets being known by others, but Duan Yimo knows almost everything, so he is naturally a thorn in the side of many people.

And among them, there are also some desperadoes.

Knowing this, Song Chubai couldn't help but be thankful that the person who kidnapped him back then was the bald brother, not other murderous people.

Now he basically doesn't go out of the manor, anyway, the manor is very big, he can play whatever he wants in the manor.

And as a socially afraid otaku, staying at home is his favorite way of life.

Duan Yimo was afraid that he would be bored, so he bought him a lot of game consoles, all of which were top-notch in the world.

Although Duan Yimo is very busy, he will go home no matter how late, sleep with Song Chubai in his arms, and then leave early in the morning to deal with the company's affairs.

Even if he has to leave for a few days, he will definitely come back within three days, not more than three days.

In this way, the days passed by in a flash, and it was half a year in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Song Chubai was browsing the news when he suddenly saw a piece of #国际安全部展入DuanshiGroup#.

Song Chubai clicked in suspiciously, the news was just such a sentence, the shorter the news, the bigger the matter, he panicked, and quickly sent a message to Duan Yimo.

No reply.

Just when he was hesitating whether to call him or not, the door was pushed open, and Duan Yimo's figure appeared at the door.

"Brother Duan!"

He yelled, walked quickly in front of Duan Yimo, called up the news, put the phone in front of him, and asked, "What's going on?"

"The company is taken over by the state."

Duan Yimo rubbed the bridge of his nose, "It's safe now."

Song Chubai looked at Duan Yimo suspiciously, "The country takes over?"

"En." Duan Yimo took Song Chubai's hand and walked towards the sofa.

After sitting down, he hugged him in his arms, and then explained: "Now I am serving the country, and now we are people protected by the country."

"So Chuchu doesn't have to worry about someone hurting you anymore."

In the end, his voice was extremely low, with a hint of suppressed crying.

Song Chubai:! !

"So have you been busy with this for the past six months?" he asked.

Duan Yimo nodded, "Before you were..."

The word "kidnapping" was not uttered in the end.

"After that incident, I realized that no matter how strong I am, there will eventually be omissions."

And he couldn't bear the price of the harm caused to him due to his negligence.

"So I surrendered to the country, but because of the complexity of the forces involved and some other factors, we struggled for a while, and finally today, they took over."

"Then you are now?" Song Chubai organized his words, "Are you unemployed?"

Duan Yimo froze for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

"I'm still the president." He raised his hand and rubbed Song Chubai's hair, "It's just that I don't care about Anbu's affairs, and I'm in charge of safety engineering now."

He no longer meddles in things involving black and gray areas.

Now he is a good citizen.

"Chu Chu." Duan Yimo's tone was gentle, "We can always be together safely."

In his early days, he will no longer be hurt because of him.