Chapter 1375: A-Zu, if Madelyn is your mother, then I am your…… (Second update, please subscribe!)

Homelander, full of spring breeze and expectation, prepared to enjoy the "mother's" embrace, but as soon as he pushed the door and walked in, the smile on his face froze instantly.

Madelyn was sitting on the sofa with a tender face, a few buttons of her shirt undone from top to bottom, her eyes filled with tenderness, gazing infatuatedly at the man resting on her lap.

The man was lying on his side, facing Madelyn, as if immersed in a moment of sage-like wisdom.

Mine!

This is mine!

This is my spot!

This is my exclusive!

You, you bastard, how dare you!

Homelander's mood instantly changed from spring breeze to thunder and lightning; his expression was as gloomy as if water could drip from it, and the undisguised, sinister gaze revealed a murderous intent to kill the other party.

The wanton, violent aura seemed to form substance, making the atmosphere in the office incomparably oppressive and terrifying!

Madelyn trembled slightly; this was the first time she had felt Homelander's murderous intent toward her.

She felt the threat of death!

However, Madelyn wasn't an ordinary woman after all; having experienced too many storms, Homelander's threat, while making her fearful, also strengthened her idea of cooperating with Su Quan!

Secretly taking a deep breath, Madelyn pretended to be natural and looked up at Homelander, asking in a volume afraid of waking the person beside her: "Why are you here?"

Why am I here?

WHY AM I HERE!!!

Homelander laughed out of extreme anger, and the flames of anger finally couldn't be contained and erupted completely.

"Fuck!"

"Get up! You bastard, get up for me!"

Homelander roared ferociously while striding over.

He wanted to make this bastard who dared to touch Madelyn suffer his rage.

He wanted to crush this bastard's balls!!!

"What are you barking about!"

The man on Madelyn's lap cursed lazily, slowly turned and sat up, looking at the furious Homelander.

"……"

Seeing this face that often appeared in his midnight dreams, the angry Homelander stopped instantly; his hand, extended in hatred, froze in mid-air, and his whole body seemed to have been pressed with a pause button, motionless.

"It, it's you!"

Homelander was both shocked and afraid; the rage he couldn't even control himself was instantly suppressed.

The fire went out!