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  Le Hui: "?"

  Cheng Peihan: "..."

  The two turned their faces, and saw the tall man standing in front of the studio, looking up at Ye Xian, who was taking a makeup photo in the studio.

  He... came to visit Ye Xian's class?

  That cup of milk tea is also for Ye Xian?

  Besides, the Star Entertainment staff who were having afternoon tea saw the situation, and laughed softly, "It's really ridiculous. Seeing their flattering appearance just now, I thought Bo was always looking for them."

   "What good things are you thinking about? Bo Zong, a female star who is thousands of times more beautiful than them, has never looked at them more, just because of the two of them... **** and no brains."

"That's right, but Ye Xian is really amazing. Not only did he win the company's big IP male lead in one fell swoop, but he also has such a good relationship with Mr. Bo, you don't know? Come visit his class."

   "Really or not? The president has a lot of things to do every day, so he is so busy and can't miss all Ye Xian's dramas? Jiang Wanze doesn't even get this kind of treatment, does he?"

   "It's more than that, it's far away~"

   "There is such a young, handsome and money-absorbing student under the banner, wouldn't he like it if he didn't have a financial backer?"

   "Okay, okay, don't talk about it, you dare to discuss the boss's affairs, and you are not afraid of losing your job."

   Le Hui and Cheng Peihan heard the staff members' sarcasm and sarcasm, their faces were slightly green, and they couldn't help but secretly looked towards the front of the studio.

   If they read it right, Mr. Bo's eyes... are they crazy?

In the studio, in front of the huge green screen with three rings, there is a transparent steel wire, and the young girl hanging from the wire descends from the sky. Her black leather boots step on the steel wire, and the blower blows her embroidered dragonfly. Black forged gown trimmed with gold thread, wide sleeves of tapestry patterned with auspicious clouds pattern on both sides fluttering, dark colored waist flowing, three thousand ink hair loosely wrapped by a crimson ribbon, set off the The exquisite face is extremely handsome.

  Xiao Jingche and Shen Jinyou are completely different, he was born with a romantic charm from the bottom of his bones, which is soul-stirring.

  A long flute flowed beautifully between the young man's slender and white fingers, leaning to her lips, she closed her eyes slightly, and concentrated on playing.

   When the sound of the flute came out, all the staff present looked up in surprise. This is... Ye Xian playing, not dubbing?

  The sound of the flute is clear and clear, melodious and melodious. When it is cheerful, it is like ringing rings, full of ears, and when it is deep, it is like weeping and complaining, if it is weak and unreal.

Bo Ting stared intently at the graceful young man on the steel wire, with a waist so thin that one would think it would be cut off, eyelashes trembling slightly, and plump and tender cherry blossom lips attached to the long flute. Slowly coming out of the decadent voice.

  Bewildering people's minds, he was gradually losing his mind, as if what she was playing was not a long flute, but...

   The blow made his body lighter and lighter, as if he was about to fly.

  Bo Ting's knuckles holding the milk tea couldn't help but turn white and tense, so hard that the rim of the milk tea cup was slightly deformed.

  I want to force myself to retract my eyes, but I can't move them no matter how much I do.

  How can she be so attractive...

   "哗哗哗~"

In front of the camera, the director looked at the beautiful frames of makeup photos captured on the screen, and applauded excitedly, "Ka! Ye Xian, I just asked you to use the flute as a prop. I didn't expect you to really know how to play it? Like this Our crew saved another sum of background music copyright fees!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

  Everyone burst into laughter, Ye Xian pursed his lips lightly, just as he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome figure in front of the shed.

  President? !

  She looked radiant, and her eyes lit up immediately.

  The staff put down Wia, she untied the strap and ran towards him with a smile, "President, why are you here?"

  The young man who was so beautiful as if he was in a painting just now ran in front of him, raising his beautiful little face, fresh and agile.

   All eyes are on him.

  Bo Tingshen's sanity collapsed for a moment, and then a huge sense of satisfaction flooded him, filling him to the brim, almost drowning him.

   Such a person belongs to him.

   "Come and see you."

  He handed out the milk tea in his hand.

  Ye Xian looked at the pink and small milk tea cup held in his palm, which was extremely unsuitable, and couldn't help laughing, bursts of white air overflowing.

  The big man holding a cup of pink and tender milk tea is really funny.

"Thank you!"

  She took it, lowered her head and took a sip of the rich and sweet milk tea, the heat slowly flowed into her stomach, and she felt comfortable.

  The next second, his body sank.

  She looked up and saw the man took off his coat and wrapped it tightly around her body.

   "President..."

  Ye Xian opened his eyes slightly, and looked around subconsciously. As soon as the people were eating melons, they immediately looked away. Only Le Hui and Cheng Peihan couldn't hide the surprise in their eyes.

  Visiting a class can be understood as caring about the show, and giving milk tea can be understood as cherishing talent, but now it’s the cold winter months, taking off clothes for the other party to wear...

   Isn't this something that only couples do?

this…

   Could it be that Mr. Bo is fond of Ye Xian? ? ?

   "Others are watching, you quickly take it away..."

  Ye Xian gestured to him with his eyes. Just as he was about to take off his coat, Bo Ting held her arm tightly with his deep palms, and leaned over to her ear, "I didn't hug you directly, so I restrained myself."

  Ye Xian: "..."

   "Or do you want me to kiss you in front of them?"

  Ye Xian: "..." Although, this werewolf can indeed do such a cruel thing.

  Ye Xian shivered a little, and suddenly bowed ninety degrees while holding the milk tea, "Thank you Boss for taking care of me! I will definitely work hard."

  People around, "..." Then why did the little boy next door steal it?

"good."

  Bo Ting's deep black eyes narrowed slightly, and he gently touched her head, as gentle and gentle as his expression, as ambiguous as his movements.

  Ye Xian: "..." She feels that if this continues, even the protective color of gender will not be able to protect her.

   "Hey, President, it's cold outside, I'll take you to the lounge to rest."

   "Yeah." Bo Ting's lips curled slightly, "Ye Xian, I didn't expect you to be able to play the flute? Your skills are good."

   "Of course, I have practiced!"

   "When will you blow me up?"

   "Okay, President, what song do you want to hear?"

  Ye Xian raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect him to be interested in the sound of the flute. She also liked it. Originally, she learned **** because she was going to shoot a costume drama. Later, she thought the sound was good and continued to learn it for a while.

  Bo Tingshen: "Anything is fine, as long as it takes a long time."

   "Huh?" Ye Xian has been playing the xiao for so long, and he has also played it for people around him, but everyone ordered some classic songs, and he has never heard of anyone asking for a long time. It's strange...

  click—

  A white light flashed through his mind, Ye Xian seemed to suddenly understand something, staring at the man above his head with wide eyes, he saw a smirk curved at the corner of his mouth.

   It is obviously not the same thing as what she said.

  This... old color embryo!

   Chapter 912 has been released~ Don’t forget to read it, cuties~

   December is coming, I wish all the cuties are safe and happy, and the wealth is rolling!

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