Shock! The male protagonist has turned dark again, the host should pamper him

Song Yinan walked out of the villa. Luo Beixuan was waiting outside the railing. When he saw Song Yinan's figure, he waved happily to Song Yinan.

"Brother Song, I'm here."

Song Yinan ignored his greeting, grabbed his arm and walked out with a gloomy expression.

"Eh? Where are you taking me?" Luo Beixuan staggered a few steps when he grabbed him, and almost sprained his ankle.

"Shut up." Song Yinan replied coldly.

Seeing that Song Yinan was unhappy, Luo Beixuan immediately shut up and stopped talking.

He lowered his head and looked at Song Yinan's hand. The joints were clear and slender, especially the veins on the back of the hand that made his heart flutter.

Luo Beixuan's cheeks began to heat up, and his handsome eyebrows were shy.

He really likes Song Yinan's type. He has a mature and steady personality, is very handsome, and is also the president of a large company. No matter what, it is in line with his aesthetics.

After walking for a while, Song Yinan finally stopped after making sure that he would not meet Xu Muchhe here.

He turned around and looked at Luo Beixuan condescendingly. The violence in his eyes showed that he was really angry.

Luo Beixuan no longer knows how to look at people, and this time he can sense the oppressive aura emanating from the other person.

"Are you unhappy?" Luo Beixuan smiled awkwardly, "I actually went to your company first, and the people inside said you were not in the company, so I was wondering if you were at home, so I came over to take a look. "

"How do you know my address?" Song Yinan asked in an indifferent tone, "Did my parents give it to you?"

Luo Beixuan nodded, "After dinner last night, my uncle asked me what I thought. I like you quite a lot, so he gave me your contact information."

"Don't come again next time."

Luo Beixuan was stunned for a moment, "Why? Are you angry that I showed up at your door without saying hello?"

"That's one thing, but the more reason is that I don't like you." Song Yinan replied coldly.

Luo Beixuan frowned, "Why, you haven't gotten along well with me, how could you conclude so quickly that you don't like me?"

He remembered that Song Yinan once asked him if he could do housework, thinking that he liked the virtuous and weak type.

Also, people like Song Yinan are very likely to like people who are completely opposite to themselves.

Luo Beixuan immediately hugged his arms tightly, showing a pitiful look, "Brother Song, it's so cold here, why don't you let me go to your villa."

He glanced at Song Yinan's sweatshirt and smiled softly, "Maybe you can wear this one for me."

As soon as he said this, Song Yinan stared at Luo Beixuan like a monster, "You must be sick. If you don't have any clothes, go buy it yourself."

Luo Beixuan's smile froze, and he pouted and said aggrievedly, "I'm just talking, how can I really ask you to take off your clothes. Let's not talk here, let's go to your villa first."

He stretched out his hand, trying to hold Song Yinan's arm.

Song Yinan took a step back in disgust, letting Luo Beixuan jump away.

Luo Beixuan looked at him in astonishment, "Brother Song, what's wrong with you?"

"I can talk to you patiently now only for the sake of my parents. If you continue to come closer, don't force me to beat you."

Luo Beixuan's eyes widened, he didn't expect Song Yinan to say such things.

Song Yinan was nervous about Xu Muzhe in the villa. His brows were irritated and his tone became very bad, "Forget what happened today, don't show up around me again, whether it's the company or my home, you can't even make phone calls. Call me."

"That's it, let's go." Song Yinan turned around.

A suspicion flashed through Luo Beixuan's mind, and he quickly shouted to Song Yinan, "Is there anyone else in the villa? Is your ex-boyfriend here?"

He remembered that at the dinner table yesterday, Song Yinan had mentioned his ex-boyfriend and said that he wanted to pursue her again.

Song Yinan paused and turned around to warn Luo Beixuan, "There are some things you'd better leave alone."

After finishing speaking, he raised his feet and walked away.

Hearing what Song Yinan said, Luo Beixuan became more sure of his guess.

Sure enough, there were other men hiding in the villa.

It would be a lie to say I was not disappointed.

Luo Beixuan finally met his ideal type, but the other person had no connection with his ex, which made him feel very regretful.

But his father once taught him that if you like something, you should fight for it.

As long as it doesn't get to the stage of marriage, anything is possible, not to mention that this is the ideal type that I dream of.

Moreover, people as infatuated as Song Yinan are rare now, so he should be more confident and win over this favored man as soon as possible.

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Song Yinan almost ran back to the villa.

He opened the door panting, and when he walked in, he found Xu Muchhe still sitting on the sofa, and his hanging heart was immediately relieved.

Xu Muchhe came over after hearing the news. After seeing his embarrassed look, he was a little stunned, "Why is there sweat on your forehead?"

Song Yinan walked over and sat down next to Xu Muche.

"Because I just had a fever this morning, I thought it would be better to exercise."

Xu Muchhe curled up his lips and sneered, "Then you are exaggerating. Besides, you said you were going to meet a client. Then where do you have time to exercise?"

Song Yinan's expression froze, and he didn't know what excuse to find to excuse him.

Xu Muchhe looked away, "Forget it, it's none of my business."

Song Yinan's eyebrows stretched, but after a moment he felt sad again.

Yes, Xu Muchhe never cared about his affairs.

It was because he was so stupid that he almost deceived himself with just a little bit of warmth from the other party.

Song Yinan endured the sourness in his heart, gradually tightened his palms, and pretended to be understated, "Xu Muchhe, let me ask you a question."

"Well, tell me." Xu Muchhe turned his head and looked over.

"What if, I mean what if, if Luo Beixuan returns to China, will you look for him again?"

Xu Muchhe's face flashed with panic and he failed to answer him immediately.

Song Yinan's heart gradually cooled down, and a sneer flashed across his eyes, "You don't need to answer. No matter if he comes back or not, you can't even think of leaving this villa, unless you want to become a disabled person."

He moved his gaze downwards and looked at Xu Muzhe's legs, "I guess you are disabled and Luo Beixuan has no interest in you at all."

Xu Muchhe turned away unhappily, "You've already said that, what else can I say. You know you'll be angry, so don't bring up this topic in the first place."

Song Yinan fell silent.

He was obviously a decisive person, but after meeting Xu Muchhe, he became worried about gains and losses and had changeable emotions.

Especially the sudden appearance of Luo Beixuan made him fall into a state of fear.

"Okay, as you said, I have been abandoned. What else should I do to find him? Don't think blindly." Xu Muzhe comforted him in a soft tone.

Song Yinan looked at Xu Muche, "Can I trust you this time?"

Xu Muchhe rolled his eyes, "I'm not a liar."

Song Yinan carefully observed the expression on Xu Muchhe's face, and only after making sure that the other party was not joking anymore did he believe it.

"Okay, should you go take a shower?" Xu Muchhe pushed Song Yinan's chest, "You sweat so much, your autumn clothes will be rotten by now."

Song Yinan "..."