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  The noodles are ready when they are put into the soup, Ye Xian took the bowl aside and filled it up for him.

   "President, please have dinner."

  While she was talking, she gently pushed away his hand holding her waist with her hand.

  Bo Ting stared at her small movements with deep eyes, "Where's yours?"

   "I don't need it, I've already had dinner!"

"oh."

  Bo Ting let go of her deeply.

  Ye Xian took the opportunity to sneak away, "President, you eat, I won't bother you here, go back to watch the drama..."

   She had just taken two steps when someone grabbed her by the neckline mercilessly.

  Such a familiar movement, such a familiar formula, Ye Xian's heart skipped a beat, and an all-too-familiar sense of uncertainty suddenly surged up.

   Sure enough...

In the next second, Bo Tingshen held her waist, lifted her to sit on the kitchen table, and then leaned his arms on her sides, looking down at her with unfathomable eyes, "Ye Xian, Did you forget something?"

"me…"

  The man was close to her, and the scorching breath sprayed on her face and neck without hesitation.

  Ye Xian lost the ability to think in an instant, his two slick eyes stared at his strong and powerful arm muscles, and his mind was full of only human beings and me being fish.

  The president won't start to settle accounts, he will treat her like a dish in a fit of anger, right?

   "Forget, forgot something?"

   "Where's the durian?"

   Sure enough!

  Ye Xian silently shed two noodle tears in his heart, the president is a cheapskate, no matter how hard others try to please him, he will never forget his hatred.

   "I... came back too late, the fruit shop was closed, and Meituan didn't deliver."

   "Late? Who are you hanging out with?"

   "I didn't play with anyone! It was the fans who blocked the airport, and the security guards cleared it for a long time before I came out."

   "It's fine without durian." Bo Ting raised his eyebrows slightly, took the peeler with raised dots on the kitchen table with one hand, and played with it with ease in front of her, "Then kneel on this one."

  Ye Xian looked at his familiar movements of turning knives and his expressionless face, like an emotionless killer, "???"

  The president is simply scarier than the devil in the living ghost town!

   "President, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't call and scold you, but that's really because the program crew is not a man, if you don't believe me, you can't blame me if you watch "The Battle for the Top Stream"!"

  Ye Xian rubbed his eyes with his hands, looking like he was about to cry, but Bo Tingshen didn't like her, "Are you wrong? Have you said this sentence ten thousand times?"

  Ye Xian: "..." Is that an exaggeration?

   "I know I was wrong, I dare to do it next time."

  Ye Xian: "..." No one knows an employee better than the boss!

"Um?"

  Bo Tingshen slowly brought the peeler close to her face, Ye Xian felt the cold texture of the metal of the peeler, shivered in fright, closed his eyes, what the hell? Is the president perverted? You don't really want to tease her, do you? You don't want to start with your face, do you?

No! She still has to rely on her face to eat!

  She closed her eyes suddenly, and the play changed instantly.

  Bo Tingshen's hand holding the peeler paused, and slowly slid from the cold metal blade to her mouth.

  The boy's eyelashes trembling due to nervousness, his straight and smooth nose, against the warm orange light above his head, and his thin lips with a faint pink halo...Like a fruit waiting to be picked, it exudes an extremely attractive color and fragrance.

  Bo Ting's deep eyelids drooped slightly, and there was a trace of uncontrollable greed and desire in his black eyes.

want to.

  (end of this chapter)