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  Everyone: "???"

  Shangguan Yunli: "Ye Xian, are you just pretending? Why are you right in court?"

  Ye Xian looked at him a little strangely, "The president is so handsome and has such an outstanding temperament, how could I admit my mistake?"

   The corners of Bo Ting's deep lips raised slightly, his joy was beyond words.

  Shangguan Yunli: "..." It's just pretending, this scheming boy has a set of flirtatious tricks, no wonder he eats Ting Shen so hard.

  Zhou Lu: "..." It's over, Brother Ye is drunk, and his Yangou attributes are fully exposed.

   "29 o'clock, it's my biggest again, so I'm asking who else is lucky!"

   Shangguan Yunli was so angry with Ye Xian, he was happy when he saw his point.

  Ye Xian stretched his head over and saw three cards of 9, 10, and 10 in front of him, his face wrinkled into a bun with envy and jealousy, why wasn't she the winner? If it was her, she could punish Bo Tingshen!

Shangguan Yunli saw her thoughts, and suddenly became 'kind-hearted', "Ye Xian, don't you just want to punish Ting Shen, I will help you, but after the punishment, you have to go back to sleep with him obediently... Oh no, Go back to sleep obediently, okay?"

   Is there such a good thing?

  Alcohol, Ye Xian forgot Shangguan Yunli's cunning nature, nodded with sparkling eyes, looking at him like a benefactor.

  Shangguan Yunli succeeded in his trickery, and asked Bo Tingshen, "Tingshen, you must be willing to admit defeat."

"explain."

   "Just do thirty push-ups."

  Ye Xian was dissatisfied: "That's it?" Isn't it a piece of cake for the CEO?

  Shangguan Yunli: "Of course not, there is a premise that you must choose a person to sit on the body and do push-ups with weight."

Depend on! Is it such a big game?

  Cary, a fitness expert, was shocked, "Brother Yunli, are you sure?"

  Push-ups mainly use the waist, and the most important thing for men is the waist. It is not a trivial matter if you get hurt from sitting.

  Shangguan Yunli: "Definitely and definitely."

  This is pediatrics for Ting Shen. As for sitting on it alone, I'm afraid he can't wait for it.

   "Then choose the one with the lightest weight."

  Cary glanced around the room, prioritizing the selection of women, passing over the chubby Xiao Nan and the not-so-short Zhou Lu, and finally settled on Luo Yuwei, who was in her early 1.6 meters.

  Small in stature and light in appearance, it fits just right.

   "How about Miss Luo?"

  Suddenly being called by name, Luo Yuwei blushed all over her face, lightly grabbed the corner of her skirt, and said embarrassingly, "I... am I too heavy?"

  Cary: "How much do you weigh?"

   "It's almost ninety catties."

   "So light is still heavy? You female stars are too demanding of yourself?"

   "So... can I?"

  She raised her eyes slightly, expecting to look at the man shyly and timidly.

  The room is full, no one is more suitable than her, finally...

   "?"

  Luo Yuwei wants to sit on the president?

  Ye Xian looked at the woman standing up slowly, and panicked.

  How can this work? Men and women are different! no! no! Certainly not!

  Although she couldn't tell why it didn't work, it just didn't work.

   When Ye Xian was anxious to stop him, Bo Ting said in a flat voice, "No, Ye Xian is here."

  Luo Yuwei froze instantly when she stood up, her face turned pale.

"I?"

  Ye Xian looked at him strangely, waved his hand, "I can't either!"

  Shangguan Yunli: "Why can't you?"

   "I'm too heavy, what if I crush the president's waist?"

   "Oh~"

  Shangguan Yunli looked at him meaningfully, does the boy think about his future sexual happiness, for fear of hurting his husband's waist.

"how heavy are you?"

  Bo Ting lifted her lips deeply, and lifted the back of her neck with one hand, like lifting a chick.

  Ye Xian: "..."

   "Since the people have been selected, let's start, I will count!"

  In the corner of the leisure area, several push-up machines are neatly placed.

  Ye Xian looked at the man in the standard push-up posture in front of him, and swallowed slightly.

  A pair of slender and straight legs wrapped in trousers, smooth and muscular muscles that can be vaguely felt through the material, and a superior golden inverted triangle figure.

   She knows exactly how good his figure is, after all, she has witnessed it up close.

   Shangguan Yunli urged: "Ye Xian, sit up quickly!"

  Cary: "Yes, Ye Xian, sit up quickly, the president can't wait!"

   "..."

  Ye Xian always felt weird when he heard the urging words of the two of them.

  She swallowed nervously, then walked slowly over and turned around.

  When the boy's soft buttocks were attached to his waist, Bo Ting's eyes dimmed deeply.

  It seems that it is not as fragile as I imagined. The man's back muscles are solid and tight, like an iron plate. Supporting her is as easy as lifting a piece of iron of several kilograms, without even a little effort and no tendency to sink.

  Ye Xian was slightly relieved, and turned a little proud. Being able to sit on the back of the president is not the same as riding on a tiger? I didn't expect her to have this day. Is this a form of serf turning over and singing?

   "President, are you sure you can hold on? If not, you must tell me!"

   No man can listen to someone tell him he can't do it, especially if it's someone he loves.

  Bo Tingshen started push-ups without saying hello, but Ye Xian didn't react, was startled, and held on to his clothes tightly, "Ah, ah, slow down, President!"

   "One, two, three, four, five... The depth of the court is really amazing!"

  Shangguan Yunli counted rhythmically from the side with malicious intentions.

Cary also applauded in shock. As expected of the president, although Ye Xian is considered very thin among them, he weighs at least ninety kilograms. How to lift him is as simple and easy as lifting a small dumbbell. He trains every day. There is no guarantee that it will be done.

  In the KTV, the music is brisk, and the lights flicker on and off along with the rhythm, hitting people's faces, talking, laughing, worrying and hating.

  Luo Yuwei looked at Ye Xian's ups and downs body sitting on the man's body under the colorful lights and his extremely proud and happy smiling face, her fingertips clenched so tightly that she almost tore through her skirt, she picked up a glass of white wine on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

  Xiao Nan was taken aback when she saw the situation, "Sister Yuwei, drink slowly, this wine is very intoxicating!"

   She was not the only one who vented her unwillingness into the wine.

  Jiang Wanze looked at the scene in the corner with hot alcohol in his mouth, a trace of jealousy and cold self-mockery flashed in his eyes.

  A proud son like the eldest brother, from childhood to adulthood, why did he keep his head down? Bend to whom? But today, Ye Xian could actually sit on him.

  The moment he bent down, his last hope and thought were completely shattered.

  (end of this chapter)