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  Ye Xian looked at him unconvinced.

  What did she do to let him rise to such a serious issue of work attitude.

  Bo Tingshen: "Neglect, laziness, and use a substitute for every little thing."

  Ye Xian: "I..." She really couldn't refute this point, after all, taking a bath is really not a big deal, but...

   "You what?"

  Bo Ting stared at her deeply, and Ye Xian rolled his eyes, "I just feel that my status is low, and touching a body as precious as yours, President, is simply a pollution to you!"

   "I have already been polluted by you."

  Ye Xian: "???"

  Daniel came over with the camera and asked, "President, shall we take a break first, or continue the filming?"

"continue."

  Ye Xian looked at him in surprise.

  You are in a hurry!

  Daniel: "OK!"

   "Wait a minute." Ye Xian held him back, "Mr. Daniel, can I blur the next scene?"

"certainly…"

  Daniel glanced at Bo Tingshen.

  Of course, as a positive promotional film, there will definitely not be any standard scenes, but that's not what the president ordered.

"Can't!"

  Daniel said seriously.

  Ye Xian was disheartened.

   "Action!"

  Daniel shouted to start.

In the studio, Bo Ting sat obliquely beside the bathtub, with one hand resting on the shower head, his neckline slightly open, his shirt soaked by Coke was half-transparent, his slender legs stretched across most of the bathroom, and he looked like he wanted to And ah, even the air is inexplicably filled with a sinful smell.

  Ye Xian swallowed nervously, then tiptoed towards him, his eyes erratically left and right, just not looking at the person in front of him, as if he was a thief.

  Daniel looked at the picture in the camera and smiled.

  Why does it feel like a concubine is forced to serve the emperor?

  Ye Xian walked up to Bo Tingshen, and slowly stretched out his hands, his fingertips trembling like sifting chaff.

  Bo Ting lowered his eyes deeply, looking at her trembling hands for a long time without even undoing a single button and the obvious panic on her face, her brows narrowed, "Ye Xian, why don't you dare to look at me?"

  Ye Xian: "Huh? Don't dare to look at you? Yes, yes? No?"

  Bo Tingshen pinched her face with one hand. The man's broad palm was bigger than her entire face, and his slender knuckles easily squeezed her delicate and flawless face into a round bun shape.

"There's none?"

  Ye Xian was pinched into a pout, but still stubbornly said, "No!"

"you sure?"

   "Definitely sure and sure!"

   "Since there is no..."

  Bo Tingshen let go of her, tore open the shirt with one hand, and then groped for the belt.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

  Ye Xian was so frightened that he turned around and ran out of the bathroom.

  President, this rascal!

  Daniel looked at Ye Xian who suddenly ran away from the camera, "..." Everyone is a man, why is he running away?

  Ye Xian ran out of the studio in one breath, took a big gulp of fresh air, and calmed down his beating heart.

   After a quarter of an hour, the psychological construction is done.

  It's just filming, don't mind, just treat the CEO like a tree, a vase, or a grass, it's fine if you don't act like a person anyway.

  Thinking, she turned around, and Daniel's team had come out of the studio, and Bo Tingshen had put on a brand new suit. He was tall and straight, in his prime.

  Ye Xian: "???" Before the shoot, why did you put on the president's clothes? Could it be that he was irritated by her just now, regretted it, and didn't want to help her take pictures?

  (end of this chapter)