LBOT-32

Xiao Zhan dozed off in the car on the way home.

He was going to come home right away after a brief conversation with Chairman Wang, but he was delayed for quite some time because he was caught by Haoxuan.

Haoxuan grieved that Wen Chao’s death was unbelievable, but he regretted having to lose the money he had invested.

Something seemed to pop out of the gloomy and dark forest as he drove down the street at night with only the streetlights on.

It was raining, and the mood had darkened even more.

A light flashed from the dark sky, appeared and disappeared, and there was the sound of a loud rain, shaking the ground.

As he approached the house, there was someone waiting at the front door with an umbrella.

Is that Li Bowen? Zhan, who was about to open the door, stopped.

It was Wang Yibo. Zhan felt strange when he saw him approaching with an umbrella. He wasn’t a child, so he wouldn’t have to wait for him.

As soon as he opened the door, he put an umbrella over his head and smiled sweetly.

“It’s raining quite a lot.”

He went inside after closing the car door.

The umbrella leaned on Zhan in the pouring rain, soaking Yibo’s right shoulder.

Zhan entered the house and wiped the raindrops off Yibo’s shoulder with an indifferent face. Nonetheless, Yibo liked it.

“You’re so mindful.”

Zhan didn’t want to respond, so he pretended not to hear and went upstairs, but Yibo followed.

Zhan knew if he left him alone, he’d come into the bedroom, so he stopped him right in front of the door.

“I’m tired. Say what you want to say.”

Yibo put his nose to Xiao Zhan’s face.

“Did you drink?”

“No.”

“What did you talk about there?”

Xiao Zhan took off his watch from his wrist and handed it to Yibo.

When Yibo did not accept it, Zhan grabbed and held his hand.

“You heard it all. Why are you pretending you don’t know?”

Zhan pointed to the watch again as Yibo tilted his head. Yibo’s lips curled up.

“So you knew?”

“Is it a new model? The detector didn’t catch it when I entered?”

Xiao Zhan was confused as to why Yibo suddenly gave him an expensive watch, so he ripped open the back of the watch in the car to inspect it.

The chip, which was slightly larger than a grain of rice, seemed to be a recent model. It wasn’t even detected by the detector, and it was perfect.

To be honest, he liked the wiretap more than the watch.

“Don’t tell me it’s also in my room…?”

When asked with suspicious eyes, Yibo frowned.

“No, it’s a new model that came out yesterday.”

Xiao Zhan couldn’t believe him. He should search his room and bathroom whenever he has time.

“Should I give it to you if you like it?”

“Then I’d be grateful.”

There was no need to refuse when he gave it to him.

Yibo then reached out to stroke Zhan’s hair. He liked the sensation of the soft hair caught in his fingers. It was the same dark brown as his eyes.

“Don’t worry about what Chairman Wang said.”

“I don’t really care. I don’t completely trust the Director either.”

The hand resting on his head slowly descended and smoothed the tie.

“I’m sad. Our bodies were already entangled. Will you trust me if I tangle it up again?”

“I don’t think that will happen. Take a rest. I’m tired too.”

Xiao Zhan turned around with a bitter smile on his face.

As soon as the door opened, Wang Yibo pulled the handle and closed it.

Xiao Zhan let out a small sigh as he looked at the closed door. As he turned around and frowned, Yibo approached him.

“Would you like to go swimming?”

Xiao Zhan looked outside with a puzzled expression. He wanted to ask him if he was out of his mind. It was pouring so heavily that he couldn’t even see ahead, let alone swim.

The sky was flashing. A person who commits a crime is said to be killed by lightning, but Wang Yibo does not appear to be afraid of lightning.

“The weather outside… Can’t you see?”

Yibo looked out the window and said casually.

“It’s good. Do you not like swimming on a rainy day?”

“Just do what you want… I will decline.”

“Then how about tea in my room? There’s a very fragrant tea.”

“That’s no good either.”

“Or would you like to shoot in the basement?”

Xiao Zhan immediately dropped his rejection intention. His body was stiff, and he thought it would be nice to exercise somewhere, but his eyes sparkled when he heard the word shooting.

Thinking it was a positive reaction, Yibo took a step back.

“Wash up, change into comfortable clothes and come down.”

He quietly stepped back and went downstairs.

Xiao Zhan sighed faintly. It was far too early to sleep anyway. It didn’t seem like a bad idea to loosen up a little with a moderate shot.

Xiao Zhan remembered the fingerprint gloves he had received from Kim Yaan as he watched Yibo scanning his finger in the elevator. He didn’t have to use it because of the easy way to get the USB, but he kept it just in case.

The two proceeded to the shooting range downstairs.

The inside of the shooting range was much larger than it appeared from the outside.

As he entered and looked around, Yibo pressed the button next to the wall.

When the wall moved, a space opened up inside, and an incredible sight unfolded before his eyes. He had imagined a few guns at most, but he was mistaken.

The walls were crammed with various types of firearms. Glocks, Berettas, and revolvers, as well as shotguns, sniper rifles, and anti-objective rifles.

He gazed in awe at the various varieties and quantities, and Yibo asked him to choose the one he liked.

Xiao Zhan’s eyes twinkled as he approached and checked the gun.

When Yibo saw this, he smiled bitterly and muttered something.

“I’ve been treated less than a gun so far.”

Without pretending to hear it, Xiao Zhan pulled out a rifle, checked it, and loaded the bullet.

He turned immediately after attaching the buttstock to his shoulder and aimed at Wang Yibo, who was leaning against the door.

Wang Yibo’s handsome face comes into the aiming point.

Bang, Xiao Zhan pretended to shoot him, thus Yibo grabbed his heart and expressed pain.

Xiao Zhan lowered his gun in response to the absurd reaction.

“You wouldn’t even make a sound if you got shot by that, would you?”

“You will know when I got shot.”

He put the guns down and looked at them one by one, then pulled out a 38-caliber revolver. A snake was drawn on the handle.

“It was a gift from my father.”

“It’s amazing. Director, do you like snakes?”

“No. I like dragons.”

A snake could never become a dragon. Chairman Wang may have gifted this gun to confirm it.

“Shoot it.”

Xiao Zhan turned towards the human target as soon as the words were spoken. The tumbler was pushed back after six bullets were placed in the cylinder.

Yibo leaned against Zhan’s back, pressed his lower body against his buttocks, and whispered into his ear.

“Think of it as someone you hate.”

Xiao Zhan immediately took a stance, aimed, and fired.

Bang, bang, bang, six bullets all flew through the target’s crotch.

Yibo’s eyes narrowed. Xiao Zhan quickly filled the bullets and shot right away.

The target’s crotch is now tattered.

Yibo smiled bitterly.

“It’s not me, is it?”

Xiao Zhan just filled the bullets without saying anything, and Wang Yibo came over and grabbed the gun.

“Let’s stop right here and get out. I can’t stand it any longer because it hurts so much there.”

He took the gun, returned it to its original place, and pressed the button.

Xiao Zhan frowned. He wanted to think of it as Wang Yibo and shoot him with a machine gun.

Yibo told him he could shoot as much as he wanted, but if that wasn’t the case, he had no idea why he had brought him here.

Xiao Zhan went out and walked straight to the elevator, but Yibo grabbed his arm and dragged him inside.

Zhan gave strength and endured as he remembered he took a stimulant before.

“Why. Where are you going?”

“Let’s watch a movie while you’re here.”

“I’m tired. I’ll just go up.”

“Don’t go. Watch it while lying down, so you can sleep.”

Yibo dragged his arm along with him.

Zhan saw a movie theater when he goes inside. There was a sofa bed with a large screen, as well as a refrigerator and a wine cellar.

“What would you like to watch?”

If Zhan had to choose, he wanted to watch romance.

“It’s definitely not romance. War? SF? Thriller? Horror?”

It was because he obviously lacks imagination. Yibo assumed that killing people meant only watching movies like that.

When Zhan did not respond, he chose an unfamiliar Chinese thriller film. Xiao Zhan didn’t want to watch it, so he stood there, but Yibo dragged his arms and pushed him onto the bed.

The thriller contains gore elements, and the limbs are cut and stabbed from the start. In an instant, a man with a hilt thrusts a knife into the stomach of another man.

Xiao Zhan and Wang Yibo, who were watching, both shook their heads almost at the same time.

“That’s not it.”

“Who holds a knife like that…”

“Why is he cutting like that? He doesn’t even know the basics.”

“Oh, it’s not there. The knife is gonna stuck because of the ribs.”

“Fuck. They made it without any research.”

Xiao Zhan also agreed with that statement. It’s messed up.

“I agree. The director doesn’t seem to care. If I were the one who invested in this movie, I would’ve killed him in a fit of anger.”

Yibo stared at Zhan instead of the screen. It was a face with a lot to say.

“What?”

“How did you know?”

“What?”

“Our company’s affiliates train singers and actors and produce films. It was the first movie I invested in, but it failed. I was so angry that I tried to kill that director bastard, but I restrained myself.”

Despite knowing that it was such a movie, he still wanted to watch it together.

Xiao Zhan was about to say something but held back. He had completely forgotten that Wang Yibo’s company was involved in a variety of businesses such as trade, construction, distribution, entertainment, and hotels.

But the more he watched the movie, the clearer it became why it was ruined. Knowing Wang Yibo’s personality, it was surprising that he did not kill the director.

He eventually turned it off without even watching half of it.

After 1 hour.

This is abuse. Xiao Zhan blinked his eyes open and gazed at the screen.

The first movie was bad, but the second was even worse.

Was this also produced by Wang Yibo’s company? Zhan looked at him as if he wanted to ask him a question, but he was sitting with his arms crossed and motionless.

He was curious whether Yibo enjoyed this or not, so he checked him closely, and his eyes were closed.

Damn it. He turned on this and that but then he fell asleep.

Xiao Zhan got out of bed quietly, waving his hand in front of him. He walked quietly towards the door. He wanted to leave alone and go upstairs to sleep.

Xiao Zhan, who was standing in front of the elevator, smiled in vain as if he was hit with a single blow.

It makes no difference how many fingers you have unless they are Wang Yibo’s fingerprints.

Zhan sighed and returned the way he had come.

As he approached the bed, he noticed the corners of Wang Yibo’s mouth slowly rising and a small laugh leak out.

“Why are you pretending to be asleep when you’re awake?”

Xiao Zhan grumbled, and Yibo opened his eyes and looked back at Zhan.

“I thought you were going to secretly kiss me while I was sleeping.”

It wasn’t funny.

When Zhan said he wanted to go upstairs Yibo didn’t even bother to listen. He also didn’t want to open the refrigerator by himself.

Zhan finally gave up after watching the movie and opened the refrigerator to find something to drink. He took out a can of beer and brought one for Wang Yibo just in case.

“Thanks.”

They drink beer next to each other while Wang Yibo leans forward.

Xiao Zhan shifted his weight and Yibo’s head drooped. He leaned back and it dropped again, and his head continued to droop, so he gave up and left it alone.

The movie was about a family drama, but because he had no family, he couldn’t relate to it and found it boring.

He glanced at Wang Yibo, who was watching with an expression similar to his. He had no idea why the father was crying and hugging his son.

“If your child gets a fatal disease, would you cry like that?”

Xiao Zhan shrugged as Yibo asked.

“I don’t know because I don’t have children.”

“There must be your parents.”

Xiao Zhan didn’t respond and instead drank beer. He could feel Wang Yibo’s eyes on him.

“Xiao Zhan, don’t you have parents?”

Zhan becomes slightly tipsy after emptying one can of beer. If no response was given, the question will be asked again. He didn’t have any reason to hide, so he nodded.

Then Yibo made a sound that he couldn’t tell if it was an exclamation or a lamentation.

“A brother?”

“I don’t have it either.”

Yibo crumpled up a can of beer and tossed it on the floor before going to the refrigerator and taking two more. He took one and offered the other one to Xiao Zhan, who accepted and drank it immediately.

“How does it feel to be without parents?”

After taking a sip of the beer that remained in his mouth, he pondered for a moment.

“I think it’s good.”

Wang Yibo nodded his head.

“As expected. I knew it.”

It wasn’t a lie. When he thought of his parents, there were times when not having them was much better.

Wang Yibo picked up the beer can.

“Cheers. To the one without parents, and the one who will disappear soon. Cheers.”

He drank more beer after half-heartedly bumping it. Two cans should have been enough, but Yibo keeps bringing out beer for some reason.

The alertness faded as the number of empty cans increased, and the mood and body became woozy.

Yibo bombarded Xiao Zhan with questions.

He did not respond in detail when he was asked about when his parents died, why they died, how he lived alone until now, how he started what he is doing now, how often he dated, when his last relationship was, and many other questions.

“I’m curious. Tell me.”

“Why are you curious about that? Are you going to quit your job and change it?”

“Why? Don’t you think I’ll do pretty well?”

That was something Xiao Zhan couldn’t deny. Yibo may be far more capable than him. There was no job that suited him better than this because he felt no emotion or guilt.

Xiao Zhan imagined Yibo hiding and pulling the trigger with his gun pointed at the enemy, which suited him perfectly. It was also sexy.

“Let me know if you want to change jobs. Let me introduce you.”

“You don’t like partnerships?”

“Can you work for me?”

“Why am I below you? I’ll always be above you, honey.”

Yibo flirted subtly, then smiled and patted his cheek.

Zhan was startled by the word “honey” and he leaned his upper body back.

After Yibo crumpled up the finished beer can and threw it on the floor, Zhan grabbed his shoulder and blocked it. Yibo made oblique eye contact, tilted his head, and implied his intentions.

Xiao Zhan shook his head immediately.

“I don’t want to. I’m not doing it.”

Zhan blocked Yibo’s approaching face with his palm and forced him to stop. His high nose was smashed into his palm, and his eyes became playful.

Yibo took his hand and gently lowered it, clasped his hands gently, and slowly moved his body to climb on top of Zhan.

“I’ll just kiss you.”

“…”

“Just a kiss. Is it okay?”

It was a friendly tone that didn’t fit his arrogant appearance.

Xiao Zhan thought he must be drunk on beer. Wang Yibo appeared to be more handsome to him.

“No… penetration.”

He nodded obediently and gently caressed Xiao Zhan’s cheek. He pursed his lips and tilted his head obliquely.

The tongue moved like a snake inside his mouth. The tongue, which had been moving around the mouth, came into contact with the root under the tongue.

It was a little ticklish, but it felt good.

As his tongue rubbed together in his mouth, Yibo’s hands began to unbutton his shirt one by one. Xiao Zhan’s chest was revealed when the shirt ripped open.

Yibo rubbed his chest with his large hand. Every time it touches the palm of his hand, it stings and tingles.

Yibo pulled Zhan’s body and laid him on the bed.

Zhan blinked his eyes slowly into the air. He hadn’t been taking drugs, but he was strangely excited. Zhan trembled as soon as Wang Yibo sucked his nipples.

The swelling and sensitivity also helped to evoke pleasure. Electricity passed through his toes. He expected Yibo to rip off his nipples again, but for some reason, he just licked them gently.

Xiao Zhan closed his eyes and bit his lower lip.

Yibo caressed his chest with his other hand and squeezed the other nipples. Wang Yibo’s thighs and dick were softly rubbed between his gaping legs. The lips that had been kissing him turned downward.

However, Xiao Zhan had to open his closed eyes with the gesture of unbuckling his pants.

“You said you wouldn’t do it!”

“Shh. I’ll keep my promise.”

Xiao Zhan didn’t believe it, but for the time being, he just let it go. Read More

Ahh, damn it. Was he such a weak person? He should have told him not to do it, but it felt good to do it again. He seemed to have more desire in recent years because he had only done it with his hands.

Yibo puts his legs together and unzips his zipper while Xiao Zhan covers his eyes with his hand and panting.

The already erected dick popped out through the zipper. Zhan was thinking about what he was going to do when Yibo wet it with saliva and shoved it between his thighs. He moved his waist, pressing his two legs together toward his chest.

“Put your hands away.”

Xiao Zhan continues to cover his face with his hand, and Yibo threatens to put dick in his hole if he does not stop.

Zhan reluctantly let go of his hand, and a satisfied smile spread on Yibo’s lips. Haa, Wang Yibo’s breathing became a little rough. Yibo looked pretty as his eyelashes trembled with excitement as he lowered them slightly.

Pretty…? Wang Yibo?

The emotions that rushed into Xiao Zhan left him lost for words. He thought his devilish employer was pretty… He finally loses his mind.

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Author: Next question Did Yibo trustworthy?

Should Zhan believe in Yibo yes or no?

Don’t forget to give your answer in next chapter u will know Yibo thoughts about Zhan.

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