Ye Xinluo likes to eat shrimp very much, no matter what kind of shrimp he likes.

However, she doesn't know how to peel shrimp. After peeling a shrimp, she didn't have a piece of the shrimp flesh intact.

I was a little depressed.

Beichen Rui watched her movements, did not say anything, but picked up the gloves on the side and put them on. Silently, he took a shrimp and began to peel it.

Can't even peel a shrimp, stupid.

There are even some doubts about how this woman grew to be 23 years old.

disliked Ye Xinluo fiercely in his heart. The movements of the hands did not stop. It didn't take long to peel a large plate of shrimp meat.

Ye Xinluo on the other side had already given up struggling. I peeled several in a row, but none of them were complete.

In the end, he simply gave up.

At this time, a plate of peeled shrimp appeared in Ye Xinluo's sight. Looking up at the other side, Beichen Rui was eating elegantly, looking like he didn't care about himself.

I lowered my head and looked at the shrimp meat on the plate, and there was something I couldn't say, "Thank you, President." ”

It doesn't matter what you're peeling shrimp for, but people do it, and it's not a big deal to say thank you.

Beichen Rui didn't speak, just ate quietly.

After the two of them finished eating, the waiter came and took away all the things on the coffee table.

Ye Xinluo sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone, he was a little full just after eating, if he ran to sleep now, he would definitely have an upset stomach if he slept until midnight.

Beichen Rui sat on the side and read things with a notebook. Although it was to hand over the company to Mo Han for the time being.

But the company can't do without someone who is in charge of the overall situation, so as long as it is something that needs to be handled by himself, Mo Han will send it to himself in the form of an email.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is the early hours of the morning. Beichen Rui was looking at the document intently, and suddenly his shoulders were heavy.

Turning around, Ye Xinluo's palm-sized little face was close at hand.

His eyes were tightly closed, and his brow furrowed slightly. It seems that I dreamed about something unhappy.

Beichen Rui stared at it for a long time, but he forgot to react.

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At seven o'clock in the morning, Ye Xinluo opened his sleepy eyes and looked around, only to find that he was lying on the bed in the room?

Didn't you play with your phone on the couch last night? When did you go back to your room?

Ye Xinluo didn't believe that he had come back from sleepwalking. She had been sitting on the couch and playing with her phone since she had eaten something good last night.

Later, it seems that I fell asleep.

And then I can't remember. It seems that the president was also in the living room at that time, could it be the room where he carried himself back.

In addition to this, Ye Xinluo couldn't think of any other possibilities.

After lying on the bed for a while, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed. After washing up, I opened the door and walked out.

There was no one in the living room, the president should be in the room, Ye Xinluo called and ordered breakfast.

After the two of them had finished breakfast, Beichen Rui still held the computer to process the files. It seems to be busy

Ye Xinluo had nothing to do, so he also took some documents to deal with.

She didn't go out to play today, but chose to stay in her room and read the papers.

After all, I'm here on a business trip, so I can't just run out and play by myself and let the president handle the documents alone.

The two of them just looked at the day's papers in their respective rooms.

Beichen Rui told her that the plane will be in Z at 11 o'clock tomorrow morning.

At night, Ye Xinluo packed all his luggage, and then went to bed early.

This time, she didn't tell Lan Shan in advance, planning to surprise her.