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    Be Still! Or I will kiss you.[bxb]

    Boss and super star.

    Chapter 8 The business suit

    Story: Be Still! Or I will kiss you.[bxb] Author:Song Ling San Ren words:3274 Update time:2019-10-31 16:00:05

    Therefore, when Kevin opened the door, he saw Allen in a neatly dressed and rigorous suit.

    His bangs combed separately, revealed a smooth and full forehead. His slim light gray plaid vest defined his lean waistline, and the last button of his long-sleeved white shirt was buttoned. The same color trousers wrapped the two long straight legs, and the suit jacket on the arms— this Versace classic slim suit perfectly showed the youthful Allen.

    From the top to the bottom, Allen was bundled up. But from the inside out, he exuded an attractive charm.

    Allen looked at Kevin’s bright eyes, and he knew that the suit Alisa bought for him the day before yesterday was suitable, although this was not his favorite style.

    Kevin came over and gave Allen a sweet kiss. And he took a few pity to say: "It was regretful that we didn't have dinner together yesterday."

    He understood that Allen’s three-piece suit was prepared for yesterday’s dinner.

    "However, isn’t it hot to wear this?" Kevin reached out to the neckline of Allen. "The temperature outside today is more than 30 degrees."

    Allen did not intend to say that no one brought him a change of clothes, so he answered ambiguously: "Last night... there are lovebites on the body."

    That was true. Last night, Kevin lingered on his neck and chest, especially on the collarbone. The hickey was stacked one by one. He was shocked when he washed in the morning. Kevin knew this very well. He stayed silent, put his hand on Allen’s shoulder, and went out.

    Allen was still a little worried that he would be recognized if he did not wear a mask. Although he is unpopular, he used to be popular four years ago. It was not good that he was photographed in front of the hotel. However, Kevin did not take him to the elevator at the main entrance of the hotel. Instead, he took him to a hidden elevator, which can arrive directly at the parking lot on the ground floor. They went out of the elevator and got in the car. Besides, there was no one on the road.

    After he sat on the co-driver, he was relieved. Kevin explained to him while driving the car: "Z Hotel is my industry... how can I be unable to avoid people? But you should be careful. After all, you are still a star. It is necessary to wear a mask and sunglasses when you go out."

    "It is I who is not thoughtful," Allen nodded. "Thank you, Mr.Kevin."

    "You still called me Mr. Kevin?" Kevin turned the steering wheel and poked fun to say, "Hadn’t we an appointment last night?"

    Allen felt that the part of the pain behind him seemed to be more painful... last night, he was forced by Kevin to call him "brother" many times, and the more things left in his mind were the pictures of the restricted level.

    He covered his heated nose and turned his head to another side, but he didn't know that this action just exposed his red ear to the view of Kevin.

    Kevin drove the car out of the parking lot, took a look at Allen, and could not help but smile.

    Ah, his blushing.

    The car drove smoothly out of the Z Hotel, along the avenue to the west, and gradually out of the bustling downtown area. Allen finally brewed: "... or else, can I call you brother later?"

    "Em? Calling brother is a bit like a leader of gangsterdom. I am the second child at home. You are almost the same age as my third brother. You can call me Kevin." Kevin knocked on the steering wheel and could not stop saying: "Allen, Is your reflection arc a bit long? I have driven out for a few miles."

    Allen lowered his head and overlapped his fingers on his lap. After thinking for a while, he said the truth: "I am afraid to say the wrong words."

    "What are you afraid of? Will I eat you?", he said and laughed. "No, haven’t I already eaten you?"

    "..." Allen couldn't pick up the words of Kevin naturally. He could only forcefully transfer the topic: "Kevin, where are we going?"

    "Somewhere interesting. Don’t worry. There aren’t others. Just us." Allen controlled the steering wheel and turned a big bend to the suburbs where people were becoming scarcer.