My Secretary is a Little Sweet

Chapter 788-meeting too late

Chapter 788-meeting too late

Luo Hao felt very uncomfortable being held by Jing Yiran, but his heart ached when he saw Jing Yiran's sad face.

"I don't think you're useless. I think ... Second young master is a good man," he said seriously.

He was speaking the truth.

When he was with Jing Yichen, he didn't know Jing Yiran very well. He was just like everyone else, judging Jing Yiran from his appearance. She just thought that he was a Playboy who loved to fight for the inheritance with Jing Yichen.

But he had been with Jing Yiran for the past few days and Jing Yiran was a Chatterbox who liked to chat with him.

From his words, Luo Hao knew that he had misunderstood Jing Yiran.

He wasn't ignorant. He was trying his best to learn and improve so that he could surpass Jing Yichen.

Unfortunately, Jing Yichen was not someone that could be surpassed by hard work alone.

Jing Yichen had been raised to be the heir of family Jing. He had suffered a lot since he was little and all his potential had been developed.

When a person's intelligence completely overpowered you, and he worked a thousand times harder than you, he could only be looked up to, and could never be surpassed.

So no matter how hard Jing Yiran tried, he would never be able to catch up with Jing Yichen.

However, he still didn't give up. His tenacity was beyond imagination. He was simply unyielding and tenacious.

Luo Hao could see Jing Yiran charging himself up every day. He was learning foreign languages, guns and complicated programming. Jing Yichen had learned all of them when he was ten, while Jing Yiran was just a kid who only knew how to fight with his brother.

"Second young master, you're also working hard, and that's enough. Young master ... I'm afraid there aren't many people in the world who can surpass him. "

Luo Hao used to address Jing Yichen as "master Jing," which was a unique form of address for Jing Yichen, while Jing Yiran was called "second master" or "second master Jing."

But calling him master Jing would hurt Jing Yiran's self-esteem, so Luo Hao changed the way he addressed him. In front of Jing Yiran, he always called him "first master" and "second master."

When Jing Yiran was frustrated or depressed, few people would come to comfort him.

When Zhang Rong was alive, she had never cared about his feelings, nor encouraged or comforted him.

Luo Hao had been giving Jing Yiran a warm feeling that he had never felt before.

It was as if he had found a confidant. He would talk to Luo Hao about some things that Lu could not understand. He had chatted with Luo Hao for two hours yesterday!

Jing Yiran's wounded heart was soothed by Luo Hao's words. He patted Luo Hao's shoulder and said with emotion,"Little Luo, why do I feel like you and I are so closely connected? I really regret not meeting you earlier!"

Heart to heart? Regret not having met earlier?

Luo Hao's heart began to race!

Second young master ... What did he mean?

Was Jing Yiran saying that he liked him too?

Aiya, my heart is about to jump out. What should I do, what should I do!

Should he agree, agree, or agree?

No, no, Jing Yiran

seemed to like women! He had been living with Lu for a long time and they were getting married!

How could he be the third party who destroyed other people's relationships!

But he wanted to see Jing Yiran more and more, and his heart was beating so fast that he could not control it.

God, why did the heavens torture him like this!

He used to like women too. When did he like men? Could it be that he was actually gay? No, he was a man!

Jing Yiran had no idea how much trouble he had brought to Luo Hao with his inappropriate words.

He was an expert in love and could say anything mushy. Now that he was with Lu, Lu was immune to any words he said. He had nothing to hide. He did not even use his brain when he talked to Luo Hao.

Jing Yiran picked up the wine and took two gulps."Argh! Cool! I'm still more suited to a carefree life of drinking today. In the past, I was already unable to breathe under the pressure of my brother. In the future, I won't treat him as a pressure mountain anymore. I should treat him as a backer! He's so powerful and omnipotent. It'd be a waste if I didn't make use of him! It was not embarrassing for a younger brother to rely on his older brother! Hahaha, little Luo, what do you think of my idea?"

Second young master, you're changing your attitude a little too fast. My brain is slow and can't keep up!

Luo Hao cursed in his heart.

Weren't they just talking about love just now? Why did she suddenly start praising the young master!

And why was Jing Yiran holding him so tightly?

If he got drunk later, he wouldn't ... Force himself on him, right?

Oh my God!

This, this, this ... Isn't this a little too fast?!

"Little Luo, why is your face so red? Was he sick? You have a fever?"

Jing Yiran touched Luo Hao's forehead worriedly when he saw Luo Hao's face turning red.

"Eh, it's not hot! Why are you blushing all of a sudden? Hahaha, don't tell me you're embarrassed by this young master's unparalleled beauty?"

Jing Yiran seemed to have discovered something new. He kept staring at Luo Hao's handsome face and couldn't help laughing when he saw that his face was getting better.

"Aiyo, my little Luo is in love with me! I also like you very much!"

Jing Yiran was not embarrassed at all. It was not the first time that he had been liked by a man. He had had many male classmates chasing after him when he was in school.

This was not a surprise to Jing Yiran.

He was too beautiful. When he was young, his masculine features were not obvious, and even if he wore men's clothes, he was often mistaken for a girl.

"Come, come, come. Have a sip of red wine to calm your nerves. This young master is indeed a person who is loved by everyone!"

Jing Yiran didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he felt very proud. He forced the wine into Luo Hao's hand, forcing him to drink.

Luo Hao looked at the bottle of red wine in his hand, frowning as he thought about whether he should drink it or not. Jing Yiran had drunk directly from the bottle just now. If he drank from the bottle, he would be kissing Jing Yiran indirectly!

Jing Yiran didn't know what he was thinking. He thought

that he was worried that drinking would cause trouble. So he put his arms around Luo Hao's neck and said with a wicked smile, "It's okay, you can drink it. I won't tell my brother! Yang Muyan was dead, and those who came to cause trouble were just small fries, nothing to be afraid of! Don't worry and drink. If you drink too much, this young master will personally carry you home to sleep!"

He still wanted to sleep?

Luo Hao's hands trembled in fear and he almost threw the bottle away!

He hadn't thought about this yet, so he had to take it slow!

He put the bottle back into Jing Yiran's hand and ran away with a red face!