I was trapped by the domineering president of the paranoid

In the middle of the journey, Yan Jiayan woke up once, feeling in a daze that there was someone in his arms, and regardless of who it was, he lifted his chin and kissed him.

The boy's eyes widened in surprise, and the hand that pushed his chest subconsciously softened, accepting Yan Jiayan's kiss as if to vent.

Yan Jiayan was awakened by the dazzling light, and after waking up, he still had no idea what kind of environment he was in.

He rubbed his temples, relieved for a moment, and blinked to realize that he was in a hotel.

"Big Joe?"

Yan Jiayan yelled, but there was no response, and muttered;

"Why don't you go home and come to the hotel."

Looking down, he noticed that the wallet keys and other items on the bed were not his and Da Qiao's.

Yan Jiayan understood that someone should have brought him here. He lay back on the bed, listened to the sound of water dripping from the bathroom, and his mind went blank.

Looking at the glare of the crystal lamp, the alcohol came up again, dizzy and painful, it should be midnight now, and I don't know if Gu Ning is asleep.

Gu Ning, thinking of him again, Yan Jiayan's head hurt even more.

Yan Jiayan remembered what Peng Song said about him being old, it was a joke, Yan Jiayan despised him, and helped him up, and he could fight for another 300 years.

But if Peng Song is alone at home, is there any danger?

In case of any accident, it's hard to say, Yan Jiayan drank too much, thinking wildly, thinking of Gu Ning being wronged and crying in his arms, thinking of Gu Ning washing his hands and cooking for him, thinking of Gu Ning sleeping in his arms.

Thinking about it, Yan Jiayan's head hurt more and more, and he threw the pillow to the floor angrily.

When the boy came out of the shower, there was no sign of Yan Jiayan, and the huge room was empty, except for a stack of red banknotes thrown on the bed.

Gu Ning wanted to cook and sleep by himself like before, but he didn't come back until [-] o'clock in the evening.

Gu Ning couldn't help but stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the courtyard, but there was still no one around until ten o'clock.

Maybe it's because of entertainment, after all, he is a president, so there is no such thing as us.

But Yan Jiayan would come back on time even during their cold war.

Gu Ning raised his eyebrows suddenly, annoyed what he was thinking about him, wondering if he would come back here, maybe he went somewhere to have a good time, and Yan Jiayan was not the only one.

The more Gu Ning thought about it, the more he felt wronged. He went back to his room and took the quilt and rolled himself up into a ball, burying his head in it to pretend to be an ostrich.

Gu Ning smelled a smell that didn't belong to him on the tip of his nose, and it dominated his sense of smell. Gu Ning blushed, thinking of being hugged by Yan Jiayan as a pillow before.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Gu Ning was woken up by the sharp ringing of the phone, and he climbed up with a messy hair to answer it.

"Hello, is this Mr. Gu Ning? Please go to the gate of the community, I can't get in."

A strange middle-aged man's voice came from the phone.

"Huh? Are you?"

"Your father was drunk and came back in my car. I can't enter this high-end community. Can you come out and lead him in?"

Gu Ning woke up instantly, with black question marks all over his face, this was the first time he had heard of his father in the past 19 years of his life.

There were not many people in the neighborhood at night, so Gu Ning went out in bear pajamas.

I didn't know who my so-called "father" was until I saw it.

The driver looked at Gu Ning and then at Yan Jiayan, and couldn't help giving a thumbs up;

"It's amazing to have such a big son and take care of him so well."

——Gu Ning's head is full of black lines——

"He's not my father."

——Now it’s the driver’s turn to be confused——

"No way, the number "son" was noted on his mobile phone, so I called. "