Dressed As the Heart of a Paranoid Boss

  Bo Ting heard her unintentional words deeply, and the luster flowed violently in the deep black eyes.

  Ye Xian: "I said, President, you are the best and most beloved boss in the world!"

  Love has one more word and it has become love.

   The light in Bo Ting\'s deep eyes disappeared, and he pursed his lips tightly, "You love strawberry cake, right?"

  Ye Xian: "Hey, people are hard to break~"

   "Cut it."

   "Alright~"

  Ye Xian couldn\'t wait a long time ago. Wearing gloves, he took a cake knife and cut out two portions, and put the larger portion in front of the man like a dog.

   "President, come, eat a big piece!"

"Um."

  Bo Tingshen took the knife and fork, and cut the big cake into small pieces.

Seeing his calm and elegant way of eating, Ye Xian took a bite of the cake, like a piglet pushing a cabbage. Delicious food has to be eaten like this to be enjoyable. The president\'s way of eating is too gentle, even worse than her. woman!

  As soon as she took a bite of the cake, some white milk-like ice cream smeared on the tip of her nose and around her mouth, rubbing it all over her face like a gluttonous child.

  Bo Tingshen inadvertently raised his eyes, and suddenly his eyes froze.

  He ate the cake in his mouth slowly, and while eating, he looked at her, Ye Xian was full of question marks, why did the president look so creepy, as if what he was eating was not the cake, but her.

   Could it be that she dislikes her tough eating?

  Bo Tingshen finished eating a piece, put down the knife and fork, and stretched out to wipe the milk stains around her mouth.

   And Ye Xian also happened to stick out his tongue and roll away the residue from his mouth.

  ...the two collided skillfully.

  Ye Xian stuck out his tongue and licked Bo Tingshen\'s fingers.

  For a moment, both of them were stunned.

   There was a hot and strong spark that spread from the fingertips to the limbs and bones, and even the chest heaved and thumped.

  Bo Tingshen looked at her for a moment, but Ye Xian paused for a second, two seconds, three seconds, then turned his head, "Ouch—"

  Bo Tingshen\'s face instantly darkened.

  Ye Xian vomited into the trash can a few times, wishing he could scratch his throat with something, "President, why did you suddenly reach out? I\'m... too disgusting!"

  The corners of Bo Ting\'s deep lips slightly raised, revealing a few sneering arcs, "How disgusting?"

   "..." Ye Xian wiped his lips, "It\'s generally disgusting."

   "Really?" Bo Tingshen looked at her flexible arms, picked up a tissue and wiped her fingers one by one, "How is the injury on your hand?"

  Ye Xian: "..." Why did he suddenly ask this?

  She remembered the question he asked Zeng Minghui just now, and immediately looked at him with some defensiveness.

  Bo Tingshen: "Zeng Minghui said that you only have seven or eight days left for the scene in Yanliu Mountain. After filming..."

   "Ah~"

Ye Xian was caught off guard and screamed, "No, it\'s okay if you don\'t tell me, President. After I said it, I realized that my arm still hurts. I\'ve recovered almost before, but there are too many beating scenes these days. , it relapsed again, I was so happy to see you just now, President, I forgot the pain for a while."

   "Really?" Bo Tingshen, "reach it out and show me."

  Ye Xian: "It\'s okay to show you, but you can\'t open the sleeves. The medicine just put inside can\'t see the wind."

"good."

  He fully agreed, and Ye Xian stretched out his arm cautiously.

   It\'s dark, acting time!

  Bo Tingshen took her hand, and in less than a second, Ye Xian cried like a mourning concubine, "Ah, it hurts, it hurts so much, President, don\'t move~"