The Evil President [Complete]

Chapter 15 Exclusive Slave

He was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect her to ask such a question, raised his eyebrows in a playful way, still grabbed her neck with one hand, stroked his smooth chin with the other hand, and murmured, "How can I not kill you..."

In the 24 years before Yan Shengjie, killing people always needed a reason.But he never found a reason for not killing someone.

But, it seems, it's interesting.

"Then..."

Zhixing's heart was in his throat, and his long and narrow pupils were wide open...

"Zhixing!" There was an urgent knock on the door.

William pounded on the door, leaned on the floor-to-ceiling glass window anxiously and looked in.

How could this girl be so slow?Could it be... something happened? !

"Zhixing! Are you inside? Open the door!"

"Master William?" Behind him, Mrs. Liu just came back from shopping and looked at him curiously with the vegetables.

William hurriedly said, "Sister-in-law Liu, open the door quickly!"

"Uh, okay..." Mrs. Liu took out the key and opened the door, William rushed in, went straight to Zhixing's room upstairs, and pushed the door open, "Zhixing——"

Suddenly, he was stunned.

Yan Shengjie was sitting on the chair, holding a magazine in his hand, casually flipping through it.And Zhixing stood behind him with a complicated expression, beating his shoulders for him.

"Zhixing, you..."

Zhixing raised his stubborn face, saw that William hesitated to speak, then gritted his teeth and lowered his head, "Serena, you go back."

"Go back?" William was in a hurry, "Zhixing, what are you doing? The plane is going to be in a while..." He stopped talking and stared at Yan Shengjie warily.

Yan Shengjie raised his head slowly, his seemingly lazy gaze had a sharp edge that was impossible to hide.

"She won't go anywhere."

"Which onion are you? Why—"

"Xiaowei!" Zhixing kept shaking his head and waving his hands at him, and smacked at the door, "You go first, I will call you later, let's go!"

William stared at her suspiciously for a long while, and finally, his warning eyes directed at Yan Shengjie, "Zhixing, if you have any trouble, just tell me! I won't let anyone hurt you!" He turned his head and left.

Yan Shengjie smiled at the corner of his mouth, caressing the center of his eyebrows lazily, "This kid seems to care about you very much."

Zhixing turned his face away, and the strength in his hands increased a little, wishing he could just pinch him to death!

She gritted her teeth and asked, "You... how long do you want me to do it... before you let me go?"

"Well..." He pretended to ponder, the beautiful lines of his face, like a sculpture passed by the hand of God, perfect and tempting.

Zhixing's life is all in his hands, even if he is as beautiful as a flower, she is not in the mood to appreciate it.

What's more, it's a poisonous poppy who is used to bewitching people with its appearance!

He finally spoke, "Until I get bored, you will obediently be my exclusive slave."

Zhixing took a deep breath, and asked as calmly as possible, "What if you're tired?"

"Hehe, I will..." He looked back, calmly, "Kill you."

Zhixing's heart felt cold, his pupils kept shrinking, and he stared at him bitterly.

It seemed that there was an obliteration intention, and it passed by in a flash.

Yan Shengjie captured the truth, stretched out his hand to pinch the tip of her nose, and smiled slightly, "People in the world who want to kill me can go around the equator. If I can live until now, you should understand that it is right to kill me rashly. What a stupid act."