MPLB – 1.3. Wang Yibo You Bastard (YiZhan ff)

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Time seems to have stopped!

Xiao Zhan’s hands were trembling.

Zanjin was confused, and distressed by the scar on the young master’s neck.

Only Wang Yibo’s expression did not change from beginning to end, To be precise, he was expressionless.

He faintly glanced at the two men looking for Xiao Zhan, Then something happened that neither Xiao Zhan and Zhu Zanjin could believe. With the same indifference, he said. “Drive.”

“Too… drive?” Zanjin once again dumbfounded. Did the young master give in to the threat of the Little boy?

But, this young master was like a god in Beijing! When had he ever received threat of the others?

Not to mention that if someone dare to point a knife at the Young Master’s neck, it would be no different from courting death!

Xiao Zhan, on the other hand, no longer had the strength to think about anything. The moment the car left the hotel parking garage, his hand relaxed, and the razor slipped from his fingers.

Wang Yibo reached out, and the eyebrow razor landed in his hand, Then, he carelessly threw it aside.

“Where do you want to go?” The man’s low voice was magnetic and irresistible, making Zhan to feel intoxicated.

Xiao Zhan subconsciously grabbed Yibo’s shirt, Zhan’s body was almost unbearably hot, and his consciousness began to blur.

But in his mind, one thought still lingered!

“Wang Yibo…”

Zhan’s breathing was heavy and rapid, and his voice was extremely hoarse: “I don’t… Love you, I will never… love you, you bastard!”

Zanjin hands shook, and he almost overturned the car.

It was their engagement night, weren’t the young boy’s words too harsh?

Even if this boy knew that the young master had agreed to marry only to fulfill his sick grandmother’s wish, did little boy have to be so disrespectful?

But it was obvious that the Young boy was in a daze, and he didn’t even know what he was saying.

Wang Yibo stared at Zhan’s blushing face:

“I’m a bastard?”

How could he not remember if he had done something wrong to his fiancée?

“You’re a bastard.” Xiao Zhan bit his lips, and various emotions showed in his eyes.

It was grievance, stubbornness, despair.

“Why are you doing this to me? Wang Yibo, you bastard, why?”

Zhan punched Yibo hard in the chest.

Wang Yibo grabbed his hands, but before he could say anything, Zhan suddenly raised his head and looked at him with teary eyes.

His small mouth was flattened, and Zhan had an aggrieved expression: “Wang Yibo, I don’t feel well …”

“Mhmm…”

Such a pathetic appearance makes you wonder if Wang Yibo did something outrageous to Xiao Zhan.

After getting angry, Xiao Zhan was now dizzy as the drugs in his system began to act.

Zhan felt his body hot and itchy as if countless little bugs were crawling on it.

Zhan kept leaning towards Yibo, and even started rubbing against him.

Wang Yibo frowned, grabbed Zhan’s shoulders, and pushed him away.

Wang Yibo didn’t say a word, but his glacial eyes were enough to make people tremble with fear.

Xiao Zhan shuddered. It was cold, but there was a fire in his body. No matter how cold the air was, it couldn’t put off that fire.

It had been too long, and the effects were getting worse. Zhan could not even see who was in front of him.

Xiao Zhan reached out and pulled Wang Yibo’s collar: “So hot… I want it…”

“Young Master, Young boy seems to … Something doesn’t seem right.” Still driving, Zanjin looked in the rearview mirror.

Wang Yibo looked down at Xiao Zhan. This boy actually jumped on him when he wasn’t paying attention.

Zanjin’s hand shook, and with a squeak, the car almost crashed into the safety island by the side of the road.

Presumptuous! This was too presumptuous!

No one had ever dared to be so rude to the young master!

Will the young boy be thrown out of the car by the young master now?

Xiao Zhan stared with narrowed eyes at the man’s handsome face. His breathing was fast and uneven.

However, Wang Yibo was still calloused. He grabbed Zhan’s chin and lifted his face towards him.

“Who did this to you?”

It was their engagement day. Even though Wang Yibo felt nothing for his fiancée, the plot against Xiao Zhan was a challenge to his prestige!

A dangerous gleam flashed through Yibo’s eyes. “Was it those two men from earlier?”

How could Xiao Zhan be able to answer his question?

After struggling out of his grip, Zhan suddenly kissed him…

Zanjin’s hand shook again, and he almost missed the wheel. Young master, Was forced?

“Xiao Zhan, do you know what you’re doing?” Wang Yibo pushed him away again, and a crack finally appeared on his frozen face.

He actually dared to kiss me! This boy was really bold! “How dare you… You!”

His voice was suddenly lost by his kiss again.

The two soft lips pressed down and bit his lips. The unorganized kiss technique, with a raw taste, unexpectedly, there is a trace of unexpected sweet.

Wang Yibo grabbed Zhan’s shoulders, intending to push him away, but this boy’s kiss was unexpectedly good.

But soon, Yibo found out that the boy in his arms was a ticking time bomb.

Accidentally, Zhan untied the belt of his pants.

Once again, Wang Yibo grabbed Xiao Zhan’s hand. This time, his voice carried a slightly hoarse tone, “Don’t move recklessly!”

However, the boy did not calm down.

“I want to…” The boy was uneasy at all. One hand was clasped by him, and the other hand went through Yibo’s collar. His slender fingertips crossed his hot chest muscle.

The shirt was completely untied by boy, and Yibo’s sexy chest was suddenly exposed to Xiao Zhan’s sight.

The boy who is entangled by the drug has completely lost his sense and bit him on the chest!

Wang Yibo took a deep breath. This man, whose expression wouldn’t change even if the world collapsed, was now flustered and exasperated. “Find a place and stop!”

Covered in a cold sweat, Zanjin panicked. Before finding a suitable place, he hears the voice of the future young mrs with a crying voice, “I can’t get rid of it! Asshole, I can’t untie it.”

Zanjin accidentally looked in the rearview mirror and saw little boy throwing a tantrum and try to pulling Wang Yibo’s diamond belt boy was in a temper: “Asshole! Untie it.”

Zhan was really completely controlled by the drug. His whole body was hot, and his face was so red that he could almost bleed.

Seeing how little boy had lost all reason, and his face was blood red, a trace of pity awoke in Wang Yibo’s cold heart.

He pressed Zhan’s small hand down. “Be good and don’t move recklessly.”

He glared coldly at the front, “You don’t want your eyes anymore?”

Zanjin’s voice was faint, and he was so nervous that his shirt was soaked: “No…yes…I want them …”

Zanjin took one quick glance at the scene in the back. Young boy was still touching the Young Master. What surprised Zanjin was that the Young Master, who usually hates being touched was actually letting this boy do it!

But now he had to find a place to park the car and got out or he would we fired!

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