C18 Worry

The morning light was suffused with a faint golden glow, bringing with it a comfortable warmth. Although the June weather was a little hot, the sun had just revealed its white belly, so it was still somewhat refreshing …

Strands of morning light shone through the window into the room. Two men were peacefully sleeping on the bed. It seemed like they would not be disturbed …

Even when he was asleep, his face was still as cold as ever, while the man in his embrace was sleeping soundly, with a flawlessly handsome face that was slightly more exquisite than a woman's. Feeling the weight on his waist, the man in the dream frowned, but he did not open his eyes.

Han Shaolin was the first to open his cold eyes. He glanced at the phone that was disturbing his peaceful sleep and frowned …

"It's Ya Qi." Ya Qi took the phone unpleasantly. He patted Hsu Moyu's face that was sleeping soundly and suddenly felt that it was funny how his lips curled up as he slept soundly. It seemed like he was really tired last night.

In fact, the reason someone was able to sleep so soundly was because someone had pestered someone for it so many times in the middle of the night, causing him to turn into such a state …

"I'm not free." Hsu Moyu didn't even bother to open his eyes as he replied lazily.

Han Shaolin smiled again. He felt that his wife could really tell lies with her eyes wide open. Just as he was about to help to pick up the call, his phone rang. He saw Xi Men Yi's expression turn cold …

This time, Hsu Moyu couldn't sleep. He opened his sleepy eyes and lazily reached out his hand to ask Han Shaolin for his phone. The moment he opened his mouth, he said, "Speak."

Ya Qi, who was on the other end of the phone, felt a burst of fear. He knew that his boss was in a bad mood and couldn't be disturbed, but he still braced himself and went forward …

"Boss, Master Huo is currently at the headquarters. He said he has something to discuss with you!" Ya Qi tried his best to make his voice softer and more pleasant, afraid that Hsu Moyu would be unhappy and kick his butt.

(Master Huo, his real name is Huo Yeh, and he is the boss of one of West Region's three gangs)

Hearing that, Wu Junben's sleepy eyes immediately woke up. He sat up and leaned against the wall. Seeing that his sleepiness was gone, Han Shaolin returned to his smart appearance. He got off the bed and walked to the outside of the balcony.

"Did he say he was going to discuss something?" Looking at the figure that walked out, Hsu Moyu's words became colder …

I didn't expect him to come now. I thought he would come to see me earlier. 'As expected, I can't underestimate him!'

"No, I just said I must talk to you face to face!" Noticing Hsu Moyu's sudden caution, Ya Qi also became nervous.

In West Region, although Master Huo was in the neutral position, but now that people were panicking due to Mr. Han's matter, it was likely that he could no longer hold himself back!

"I will rush to the headquarters as soon as possible." I will rush to the headquarters as soon as possible.

Wu Zhengen hung up the phone. Hsu Moyu gripped his phone tightly and closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something …

"Is something wrong?" Han Shaolin, who had just finished answering the call, saw the look of urgency on his face as if he was deep in thought and asked with concern …

Hsu Moyu didn't say anything and just as he opened his eyes and stared at Han Shaolin, suddenly, just as Han Shaolin was about to ask him again, Hsu Moyu suddenly bent over and pressed his face against Han Shaolin's …

"You are so enthusiastic early in the morning. You don't want to leave this bed today, do you?" Han Shaolin slightly curled his lips. He thought that Hsu Moyu wanted to give him a kiss, but unexpectedly, he felt Hsu Moyu's fist on his abdomen …

"That's all you have left!" Glancing lightly at Han Shaolin, who was bending over to hold his stomach, he emotionlessly got off the bed …

It hurt so much that he didn't hold back at all. What in the world was he doing doing getting so mad so early in the morning? Han Shaolin angrily grabbed his wrist to stop him from advancing forward

"Leave after you fight! Who do you think I, Han Shaolin, am?"

"Brainworm bastard!" Hsu Moyu turned his head and glanced at him. Han Shaolin finally understood why he was beaten up. He let go of Hsu Moyu's wrist because he was angry about this!

How could he not be angry? She kept shouting at him to stop, but he only hit her harder and harder. If it wasn't for his strong body, he would definitely have fainted under her …

"Then as a sign of my regret, it would be too polite to let you personally deal with the person who sent the information during the holidays!" Hearing that, Hsu Moyu's footsteps paused.

"Did you find out?"

"Xi Men Yu just called and said that the person is in his hands right now, but it doesn't seem to be that simple. Let me go take a look, and there are also some troubles." Seeing Hsu Moyu not angry, Han Shaolin wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

Hsu Moyu was slightly stunned by Han Shaolin's sudden action, but it only lasted for a split-second …

"Although I am also interested in this matter, I have something to take care of today." Han Shaolin found it strange that a person with a fake news could make Han Shaolin say trouble.

"Could something have happened over there as well?" Thinking about Hsu Moyu's troubled expression just now, he frowned.

Although everything that had happened recently was within his expectations, he knew that nothing uncontrollable would happen. At that time, it would not be good if even Hsu Moyu got into trouble, so he had to hurry up …

"It's not a big matter, but it's not a small matter." Compared to Han Shaolin's worry, Hsu Moyu seemed to be calm and composed, but Han Shaolin still saw a hint of coldness in his eyes …

"If you don't have enough manpower, I can send some of your men over …" From the looks of it, it seemed like something must have happened to his West Region …

"No need, my Heijie hasn't reached the end of the road. I can handle it myself." Hsu Moyu was not angry at Han Shaolin's help, but he calmly refused.

"From your tone, it seems like you've already guessed it already." Han Shaolin smiled, feeling that worrying about him was unnecessary.

"Of course, as soon as the old man left, I had already prepared for the worst. I just didn't expect him to be so calm." Saying this, Hsu Moyu looked like he was saying something ordinary. Han Shaolin felt his heart ache.

How did he survive the old tutor's death? What kind of mentality did you use to marry me? Only now did Han Shaolin feel that he really knew very little about Hsu Moyu.

"What, are you worried about me now?" As if he could read the pain in Han Shaolin's eyes, Hsu Moyu smiled with ridicule in his eyes …

"Maybe! However, I feel that I should just stick my hot face to the cold butt and not embarrass myself in front of you … "

Hsu Moyu was surprised, but he quickly replied, "Sect Lord Han knows his own limitations."

"I'll give you a reminder first, I'm interested in Han Shaolin's territory, so don't touch my hands." He reached out to help Han Shaolin put away his wide open robe and then pressed his chest without leaving a trace. A demonic smile bloomed on his face, looking like he wasn't going to tease anyone.

Han Shaolin smiled when he heard that, and pulled him over by his collar, "Do I have to worry about your territory?" "Don't let anyone snatch him away before I take him from you!" Finished his words, Hsu Moyu did not even have the chance to retort. His thin lips had already invaded Hsu Moyu's body, seizing everything from him or even his breath!