Obsessive, the CEO's sweetheart

Chapter 16: Darling, call me brother

Xin Gan's beautiful eyes showed fear, she didn't know why he suddenly had a seizure again.

She resisted in her heart and didn't want to be hugged by Fu Lang. Her slender body couldn't help but shrink and hide back: "Don't..."

The girl's action was like a basin of ice water poured over the man's head in the hottest days of July, extinguishing the desire and restlessness in his heart.

Fu Lang took the cigarette off his lips and broke it in his hand.

Sanity has returned a little.

Facing those sparkling eyes, Fu Lang tried hard to suppress all kinds of ridiculous thoughts, and the corners of his beautiful lips curved slightly, "I'm just kidding you."

"..."

Is it really a joke?

Xin Gan bit her lip, not quite believing it.

Having been his mistress for five years in her previous life, Xin Gan understood Fu Lang's eyes.

When he looked at her just now, his eyes were clearly filled with desire.

Xin Gan was afraid that he would do something wrong.

Fu Lang was an absurd person at heart. It was not the first time he had asked her for it in the car. At that time, Xin Gan was shy and afraid. She did not dare to make a sound and hated him very much.

Thinking of the bad things he had done to her in her previous life, Xin Gan's guard, which had slightly subsided, resurfaced, and she looked at the man with vigilance.

"What a joke... Darling, don't be afraid of me." Fu Lang lowered his voice, with a hint of humble coaxing in his tone. He felt a little annoyed in his heart, with himself.

The man was secretly annoyed at himself for his bad words just now, which caused her attitude towards him, which had finally softened a little, to freeze again.

Fu Lang's voice was slightly hoarse. "The interest is just a joke. How can I charge you interest? I was willing to spend that money on you..."

Xin Gan finally spoke, with a hint of youthful stubbornness hidden in her soft tone: "No. I want to give it back to you."

Fu Lang knew that the girl didn't want to owe him anything, so his eyes dimmed and he said, "How about this, don't call me Mr. Fu anymore. Just call me by my name, and that will be the interest. Is that okay?"

Xin Gan pursed her lips and shook her head.

Fu Lang didn't always go along with her. This time, he was a little tough. "I'm the creditor, and I have the final say. Come on, darling, call me brother."

He calls himself his brother...

Shameless!

Xin Gan's cheeks puffed up slightly, and she couldn't help but glare at him, but didn't call him Fu Lang.

That delicate look made Fu Lang's heart itch, and he burst into laughter.

When the man smiled, there was a hint of youthfulness in his smile, compared to his usual reserved and cold or deep and unfathomable appearance, as if the sunshine had blown away the haze.

For some reason, Xin Gan's fear of him eased a little, and he even felt a little dazed.

So... Fu Lang can also laugh like this?

Full of vigor and vitality, dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse.

Xin Gan had never seen him smile like this in her previous life, or maybe it was because she had too deep a stereotyped impression of Fu Lang.

In her memory, Fu Lang's smile was always cold and thin, with a hint of beautiful evil in it, making people feel that the smile did not reach his heart or eyes.

And what Fu Lang was thinking at this moment was——

In the future I will make you call me by my name willingly.

Otherwise, my brother’s words will do.

Perhaps it was because the soft sleeper was comfortable, the one-day and one-night journey was not as difficult as Xing Gan had imagined.

She didn't intend to sleep, but she fell asleep in a daze.

Xin Gan's sleeping face is peaceful, the quilt is white, her skin is even whiter than milk, her cheeks are a faint peach pink, the girl of eighteen or nineteen is delicate and fair, with delicate eyelashes.

Fu Lang dared to sit over to Xin Gan only when she was asleep. When she was awake, how could he dare to sleep with her in the same bed? Even if they were sitting. Even though this relatively clean but simple train bunk bed could not be called a bed in Fu Ershao's eyes.

As long as he got a little closer, the girl's eyes would show wariness, as if he was going to do something inappropriate to her.

The various thoughts that Fu Lang had about her were indeed absurd and 18/forbidden, but even if he wanted to do something inappropriate for children with her, how could Fu Lang choose a place like this?

And even if he really wanted to force it...

With that little strength she had, what else could she do except cry under him and bite him a few times?

Thinking of the scene of making her cry, Fu Lang's eyes turned red, and his eyes were full of desire.

...I can’t think about it anymore!

Fu Lang ordered himself.

The man frowned and his breathing became a little unsteady, but he soon began to curse with a low laugh: "Tell me, did you cast a spell on me, um... honey?"

He called her name, his voice low and soft.

I didn't want to wake her up, and it was also a kind of indulgence to myself.

There weren't many times when he could look at her like this and she was willing to be so close to him.

Just looking at her little face sleeping peacefully, Fu Lang actually felt satisfied.

The noble and willful Second Young Master Fu had never been so humble in his life. In the past, which of those women had not flocked to him and flattered him?

But, he didn't like any of them...

I fell in love with her at first sight.

There is a very common word to describe it, called love at first sight.

Fu Lang used to be very disdainful of it.

When people say love at first sight, it's nothing more than lust at first sight.

Oh.

Haven’t said it yet.

The day they met and the night they stayed at the Xin family, Fu Lang had a dream.

She is all in my dreams.

Both delicate and charming.

She cried and called his name, her face was as rosy as a peach, so beautiful.

When I woke up, there was a wet spot on my pants.