The Law Of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God's Domineering Love

Chapter 15 – Tsundere President’s Spoiled Pet (14) (Part 2)

When Mu Lingxi finished his heavy workload, it was already nearing lunch time .

At this time, the office was completely silent, and the little guy who should have been consciously planning had already slept while leaning on the sofa and swaying unsteadily with her hair scattered around

The red cherry little lips were slightly open and coated with a thin layer of water, her pink little tongue was faintly visibly as she breathed evenly .

Mu Lingxi felt like he was electrocuted, and a feeling of numbness overcame his body .

He swallowed to unblock his throat and looked at Luo Liyan aggressively as she was breathing slowly and heavily .

It wasn’t until he heard her feigning anger coquettishly while talking in her sleep that he sobered up and retracted his predatory gaze .

He must really be going crazy .

This little guy he had only met a few times could unexpectedly let his quiet heart give birth to many stormy desires he’d been ignoring for a long time .

After a bitter laugh, Mu Lingxi softly and quietly walked to the sofa and took off his suit jacket to cover the sleeping Luo Liyan’s body .

Suddenly, a sharp ringtone echoed clearly in the quiet office . Luo Liyan seemed somewhat frightened and trembled slightly as her eyes moved and looked like she would wake up .

Mu Lingxi quickly grabbed the phone on the carpet and pressed put it on silent mode . His slender large palm gently patted her back and pacified her, “Be good, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid!” (TN: be good as in ‘be obedient, behave properly’ said to a child . )

The low, hoa.r.s.e and indolent voice quickly enticed Luo Liyan deeply back into dreamland .

Looking at the phone noisily vibrating, the words “Tiger Auntie” flashed silently, and Mu Lingxi’s lips perked up in a good mood . He pressed the answer b.u.t.ton and put the phone on his ear, and a sharp voice cursing in rage instantly sounded from the other end:

“Luo Liyan, I let you go to MuZhi to deliver a doc.u.ment, yet one morning has already gone by and you still haven’t reported back! Do you want to do it or not?”

“When delivering that kind of garbage to MuZhi what kind of reply are you still looking for?” The temperature in Mu Lingxi’s eyes dissipated into ice-cold, and the deliberately lowered voice couldn’t conceal the deep ridicule in his tone .