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   "The good thing is...you helped Lin Yan once, he will remember your favor, and the relationship between Mr. Lin and Lin Yan has been restored, and he will be grateful to you!"

"unnecessary."

  Ye Xian: "..." Sure enough, the big devil will not be moved by these emotional bonds.

  Ye Xian scratched his head in embarrassment, and muttered softly, "Then what do you need, President?"

  She didn't dare to really ask, after all, she definitely didn't have what the top bosses needed.

  Bo Ting looked her up and down deeply, "What can you give me?"

"I can…"

  Ye Xian racked his brains to think what he could exchange with him.

   "Yes!"

  A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she raised her hand, "President, I recently learned two-handed Chinese massage with Xiaolu, which is very effective. You must be very tired after working outside all day, right? How about I give you a massage?"

  Bo Ting pursed his lips deeply, but did not speak.

  Ye Xian took his acquiescence, ran behind him, put his hands on his shoulders, pinpointed a few acupuncture points, and began to strike.

  The boy's white and skinny fingers were weak and boneless, and he didn't have much strength. Massaging was like scratching an itch, but it was sprinkled on the neck with even breathing, and itched from the two bones to the heart.

  Ye Xian: "President, are you comfortable?"

  She leaned close to his ear and asked softly. The faint breath flowed from the ear to the shirt, and the heat was sultry.

  Bo Ting closed his eyes deeply, his voice was a little hoarse, "I'll be more comfortable if you get closer."

  Ye Xian thought he was talking ironically, but in fact he thought she was too close, so he took a few steps back.

   "President, if you feel uncomfortable, I can press it for you!"

   "I feel uncomfortable all over."

  Ye Xian: "... Then here, can't you use it?"

  Bo Tingshen: "Press on the bed?"

  Ye Xian: "..." Why does the president's tone feel weird?

   "That's unnecessary, I, I'm not that professional."

"alright."

   Too itchy.

   My heart itches so hard that I can't press it any longer.

  Bo Tingshen yelled to stop, but Ye Xian continued to massage with all his heart as if he didn't hear it.

   "I agreed."

  The man grabbed her hand suddenly, but he couldn't control his strength well, and Ye Xian's wrist hurt a little when he pinched it.

   "President, you are pushing too hard and it hurts me."

  Ye Xian shook his hand, Bo Tingshen let go of her slightly, but felt something irritating under his hand.

  He rolled up her sleeves and saw a delicate diamond necklace, "What is this?"

   "This... This is a small gift from the brand when I was shooting an advertisement."

   "Take it down and show me."

   "Is this unnecessary?"

  Bo Ting looked up at her deeply, Ye Xian: "..."

  She took off the bracelet Ye Shaowen gave her and handed it to him.

  Where did the president come from so much curiosity? He probably doesn't know this bracelet, right?

   "storehouse—the latest series of limited edition men's bracelets under the French rencontrer, there are only 30 pieces in the world."

  Ye Xian: "!" Fuck, I forgot that Bo's started as a luxury brand. How could such a shrewd and wise boss not know such a famous luxury brand, so he made a mistake! Do you want to be frank and lenient?

   There was no time for her to think at all, Bo Tingshen continued, "It was only released for more than three months, and it was only sold in French domestic stores. Ye Shaowen should have happened to be in France at that time, right?"

  Ye Xian: "!!" Is this still a human? This is Sherlock Holmes alive, how could he calculate the time and events?

   Thanks to truffle chocolate, clean, tigers love to eat meat, small nuts~, peach tea juice, widow, kaffirlily, diligent Chen Bianbian, jennifer for the book coins and the votes of the little cuties~

  

  

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