Blackened Old Gong's soft and cute sweet bun

The boy sat obediently on the chair, with black trousers wrapped around a pair of good-looking and well-proportioned legs, his hands were nervously picking at his fingers, his head was slightly lowered, and his whole body was exuding tension.

Broken bangs covered her eyebrows.Under the illumination of the fluorescent lamp, the boy's layered black hair actually had a beautiful circle of light on it.

Bo Zong leaned lightly, his slender legs crossed slightly, a cigarette was held between his knuckle fingers, and his other hand supported his cheek.

The black shirt was loosely rolled up at the wrists, and the angular face was full of indifference.

He looked sideways, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly: "What do you want from me?"

Rong Xi's face turned pale from nervousness, and the blood on his pretty face was completely gone.

Today he came to ask him to divorce. When they were very young, their mothers arranged this marriage for them. Because Bo Zong was also an illegitimate child, and he was also an illegitimate child. Their mothers had a good relationship at the beginning, so they settled down with each other. This marriage.

No one cared about it at the beginning, and laughed out loud at the marriage of these two illegitimate children.

But who is Bo Zong now? The person who controls the economic lifeline of Tongcheng, who kills and resolutely turns his hand into a cloud, is famous for his vicious indifference, and no one dares to approach him.

It would be unpleasant to marry someone like myself, and he doesn't like boys.

Moreover, he never took this matter to heart, and always thought it was just a kid's joke, until he saw the news on the Internet, so he hurriedly looked for him.

The long silence in the private room made Rong Sing more and more nervous, and he could only bite his thin lips lightly to relieve the tension.

Bo Zong looked at him very intently in the eyes that Rong Ling didn't pay attention to, and he could even see pity in his eyes, as if he was looking at the treasure he had in his heart.

However, the moment Rong Xi raised his head and looked over, all the emotions in his eyes instantly vanished, leaving only a pair of cold pupils.

"That... I want to talk to you about our marriage."

Rong Xi's soft voice was still trembling, and she looked extremely scared.

Bo Zong raised his eyes slightly, looking interested, but the cigarette he was playing with in his hand was lit at this moment.

With a "pop", the slender fingers clamped the cigarette and handed it to his mouth. Bo Zong's cool and thin lips took a light puff, and exhaled a smoke ring gracefully.

"Well, what should I say, I'm listening."

Rong Ling pinched his fingers nervously, puffed up his cheeks but still mustered up the courage to speak out.

"That...is our marriage..." Rong Xi lowered his head and stumbled, trying to say that he would not be engaged to him, but he didn't dare to get stuck there, and looked more and more anxious, with a fair face They were all a little flushed.

Bo Zong's hand holding the cigarette hangs down slightly, and Fenghuang's shirt covers his thin arms according to his movements. He slightly changes his movements and looks a little careless, but his eyes are very focused on Rongsing.

Rong Ling raised his head slightly and took a peek at Bo Zong's face, seeing that his expressionless and even calm face suddenly became a little nervous.

But if you die sooner or later, you have to die, and this is the first time I've seen him, so what's the point of getting married without seeing him.

"Actually, I want to tell you... Our marriage should be cancelled. I don't think it's suitable."

As soon as the words fell, the air seemed to be frozen, and Bo Zong was sitting there like a human-shaped air conditioner, with a chill all over his body.

Where he was leaning on, the cigarette that he had only taken a puff in his hand burned to the end, and he directly burned his palm, but his face was unusually calm.

He raised his eyes slightly, his naturally cold eyes were dark as ink, as if trying to suppress something.

"Cancel? Give me a reason. Could it be that you have someone you like so you don't want to marry me?"

Rong Ling shook his head helplessly, because of the nervousness, there was a little sweat on his head, and his smooth hair looked more pitiful and helpless because of the sweat sticking together.