Dressed As the Heart of a Paranoid Boss

  Ye Xian hurriedly went to check the other two rooms, they were all neat and unpopular.

   It doesn\'t look like it was touched by someone, wait, isn\'t it...

   If there are none in these two rooms, then only...

  She slowly slanted her body and looked into her room, only to find two pillows on the bed and a men\'s business mobile phone on the bedside table!

ah! !

  Ye Xian almost cried out.

  Yesterday, last night... Did the CEO sleep with her, or share the same bed and quilt! ! There was a buzzing in my head for a moment, louder than a range hood.

  Ye Xian was completely stunned. After being stunned for a few seconds, he realized that he touched his body up and down.

  The "woman disguised as a man" given to her by Zhu Shanshan is still there, even the position has not moved a bit.

  Then...you shouldn\'t have discovered her true identity, right?

  Yes, definitely not found!

  How could he find out? He\'s not a pervert, he wouldn\'t touch her on purpose.

  But why did the president sleep on the same bed with her? There are so many rooms here, so empty, how can he, a clean freak, sleep with her, a drunken alcoholic?

   Now she smells herself, she smells of alcohol all over her body, and she even dislikes herself.

   Could it be...he was drunk too?

Probably.

  Ye Xian made up the scene of last night.

It should be that she was drunk and passed out in the audio-visual room, while the others continued to play games, and the president also drank too much, so she was dragged back to the room in a daze by the woman who was about to make a fuss, and finally they fell together. He fell on the bed and fell asleep soundly.

  Thinking of this, she took a long breath, and the heart in her throat was finally relieved.

   But let’s run quickly, she knows her own virtues best, she will play like crazy after drinking, who knows if she played tricks on the president yesterday, maybe the pain in her buttocks and legs came from the president’s angry iron palm...

Thinking about it, Ye Xian quietly put the phone into her pocket, and sneaked towards the door. She bent over, pouted her buttocks, and just when she was about to unscrew the door lock, a low and magnetic man\'s voice rang in her ear Unexpectedly, "Where are you going?"

  Ye Xian shook his body, turned around slowly, and looked at the man holding the spatula with a smirk on his face, "President, CEO, where are you cooking?"

  Bo Ting lowered his eyes deeply, looked her up and down, and stretched out his hand to push down a naughty hair on her head.

  Ye Xian thought that he was going to hit her, so he shortened his body, like a flattered cat.

   "Does your foot still hurt?"

   "Foot? What hurts?"

  Ye Xian bowed his head, and saw...Huh? Why is there a bandage on her ankle? she hurt? Why don\'t I know anything about it?

  Bo Ting saw the surprise lingering between her brows and eyes, and narrowed her eyes, "You don\'t even remember what happened last night?"

  Ye Xian looked at him and nodded.

   It is her usual operation to break the film when she is drunk. If many people hadn\'t told her that she would go crazy when drunk and recorded it with a video camera, she would not believe it. After all, she is usually such a quiet and ladylike little girl.

  But after she finished speaking, she found that the man\'s expression seemed a little displeased?

   Could it be that she really did something to him last night, so the **** and legs were his murderous hands.

  Ye Xian: "President, my foot can\'t be ... injured by you?"

"What?"

  Bo Ting\'s eyebrows twitched lightly, Ye Xian immediately faltered and waved his hands, "It\'s nothing, I\'m just joking."

  Even if he beat her, she had no choice but to smash her teeth and swallow it.

   Really don’t remember anything?

  Bo Tingshen stared at her for a moment, his gaze was as eager as the one she had seen in a dream.

  Ye Xian was a little baffled, pretending not to see, and slowly turning the lock with one hand, "Then what, President, if you are fine..."

   "Do you have a headache?"

  Ye Xian: "A little bit, I drank too much, it\'s like this~"

  Bo Tingshen: "You just had one drink."

  Ye Xian: "Hey... I don\'t drink very well." Slapping people doesn\'t slap people in the face, and swearing doesn\'t reveal faults.

   "The next time you drink, you must report to the company with my permission. Otherwise, your salary will be deducted for one year."

   One year? !

   This is too black-hearted! Fortunately, she is no longer working in Star Entertainment.

  Ye Xian scratched his head, showing a very frightened look, and asked him falsely, "Then make a report, will you allow me to drink?"

  Bo Tingshen: "You can only drink in front of me."

  Ye Xian: "..." Just because you said it doesn\'t mean you didn\'t say it, you just want to deduct employees\' wages in disguise!

  Bo Tingshen: "Go and drink the hangover soup on the table."

"OK."

  Ye Xian reached back the hand that had tried to escape, and walked to the dining table, only to find that the hangover soup was a bowl of green celery juice! Help, she hates celery juice the most!

  Bo Ting saw that she froze when she found out that it was celery juice, and the corners of Qingjun\'s lips couldn\'t help but lightly lift.

  The next second, Ye Xian picked it up, like a heroic hero, and drank it in one gulp.

   "President, I\'m done drinking."

  Ugh~ It\'s really hard to drink!

  Bo Tingshen: "How does it taste?"

  Ye Xian gave a thumbs up and said with a smile, "Excellent!"

  Bo Tingshen\'s smile curved slightly.

  Little fox, you like acting with him so much?

   "Go take a shower and come out for dinner later."

   "Huh?" Ye Xian wiped his mouth and looked at him with some reluctance, "So... don\'t you need it?"

  Bo Tingshen didn\'t speak, just picked up the remote control beside him, pressed it a few times, the room\'s intelligent system started, and the door rang.

  Ye Xian looked at the two big \'child locks\' floating on the monitor, and was stunned. Why does the CEO\'s house have such fancy advanced functions?

"…Oh well."

  She was forced to compromise, luckily the bathroom glass door is opaque.

   "But I have no clothes to change."

   "Wear mine."

   "No, President, you are too big!"

   "I\'m too what?"

  Bo Ting said lightly at the end of the sentence, Ye Xian\'s mouth twitched, "..." You are too wretched!

   "Okay! Wear yours, wear yours, anyway, it\'s not like I haven\'t worn them before!"

   Afraid that he would start to taunt her again somewhere, Ye Xian quickly surrendered and ran into the cloakroom.

  Bo Tingshen: "Put it on first, Uncle Li will send you a new set of clothes later, and I\'ll pass them to you."

  ...Hand?

  He\'s not going to pass the clothes while she\'s in the shower, is he?

  Are you kidding me?

   "No, don\'t bother!"

  Ye Xian casually pulled out a piece of his clothes from the cloakroom, put it between his nose, and took a puff of enjoyment, "Ah...it smells so good, I really like your clothes, President!"

  Bo Ting looked at her sucking deeply on his clothes with an obsessive look, as if she was not just sucking clothes, but... the hand holding the spatula was a little tighter.

   "Come in."

  (end of this chapter)