Morbid spoiling
[Cool, cold, and beautiful woman vs. soft, sexy, and really flirtatious boss]
Gu Huai was the kind of man who was dissolute, depressed, and indifferent, but he was only madly obsessed with Shen Yang. That violent and sick preference pulled her out of the darkness.
The reason why someone was rejected the first time he confessed was because he was young.
Thus, the second time he confessed, he said,"
"Sister, I've never been in a relationship before, and you're giving me a first love? A little brother like me is easy to deceive."
…" Is the child sick?
"Do you know that my mission is to take your life?"
" I know," the man said casually." I'm here to give it to you now."
“!!!”"Master Huai!" Start a career!"
……
After a long time-
The research results of Gu Huai, the big boss of scientific research, had attracted worldwide attention. He raised his glass and toasted him modestly.
As it turned out, he wanted to do both his career and his sister.
"Shen Yang doesn't deserve Gu Huai!" someone said.
"Shen Yang was born dirty and lowly, he's just a lackey of the Shen family!"
Coincidentally, Shen Yang's identity was exposed online, one after another, blinding everyone.
Fence-sitter, one-sided, the internet instantly changed to 'Gu Huaixu has this name, it's obviously Sister Yang's help!
"Young people should know that soft rice tastes good. Bring your sister home early." Gu Huai was calm.
"You're a first-class researcher, can you stop pretending?"
……
After marriage.
" Sister, you're older than me," he whispered gently." You can help me with this kind of thing."
Was his younger brother easy to deceive?
No! It was his younger brother who was good at pretending!
Shen Yang could use four words to describe him-gentle beast.
Thinking in the morning and rejoicing in the evening
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