The rich bone broth is finally ready after an hour and a half of fine boiling.

Ye Xian took the lid of the pot and lightly fanned the smell with his hand, the fragrance was rich, tempting and coveted, and the gluttonous worms in his stomach were about to be hooked out.

It smells so good!

If the president doesn't come back, she is afraid that she will not be able to resist drinking this pot of soup.

Taste the meat first.

Ye Xian opened the cupboard, looked for a meat scooping tool, and found that the small colander was placed on the top layer of the cabinet, so he tiptoed to get it, and his toes were straight and straight, but he couldn't even reach the handle of the spoon.

Why does the president put the kitchenware so high? Do you show off your height?

She jumped up a few times, but she still couldn't reach it, so she was about to move a bench to get it.

No, at this time, a slender and well-proportioned good-looking palm with distinct joints suddenly grasped the handle of the spoon and handed it to her.

"Shorty."

The man leaned into her ear, a whispering low voice slowly flowing into her cochlea, and a large hand suddenly appeared in front of her.

Ye Xian thought that he had seen a hell in the daytime, and he was so frightened that he jumped three feet high.

"Ahh

Yes, there are ghosts!

It couldn't have been brought from a living ghost town, could it?

The boy reflexively jumped up, his feet slipped, and the whole person almost fell, but fortunately he was held firmly by the man, and when he saw that she was still jumping up and down, he was not at ease at all, so he pressed down the colander, directly pressed her shoulder with one hand, held her waist with the other, and firmly hugged her into his arms from behind. Variety Literature

The young man's weak and boneless delicate body was tightly pressed in his arms, and the faint and good-smelling milky body fragrance during the struggle rushed into the tip of his nose with movements, like a dose of morphine volatilized, calming the man's anxiety about not seeing her for a few days, calming the uncontrollable and pervasive strong thoughts, expelling the huge haze that had accumulated because of her absence, and comforting the man's body and mind that he was very eager to touch.

Bo Tingshen hugged her tighter and tighter, his eyes closed slightly, and the bridge of his nose was buried in her messy and thick black hair, as if he was sucking deadly poison.

Ye Xian felt that she was restrained by the 'ghost', and the other party's strength seemed to be attached to her anytime and anywhere, Ren tried her best to eat, and then she barely stretched out a hand, picked up the fork on the kitchen counter and prepared to fight with it, as a result, she looked up and saw ...... An extremely handsome face of enjoyment?

President?!

Her mouth opened in an O-shape, and the fork in her hand fell off in fright.

"President, when did you come back? Why didn't you say a word to me? ”

Hearing her voice, Bo Tingshen slowly raised his head.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Ye Xian feels that he seems to be in a good mood, although he still speaks very meanly, "Why do you want to talk to you?" Who are you? ”

"Who am I, don't you know?!"

Ye Xianyi asked him rhetorically.

Bo Tingshen looked slightly stunned, staring at her, and even his breath was stagnant, "What person?" ”

Ye Xian: "Servant! ”

24-hour on-call and cooking, escort business, there is no worse maid than her!

Bo Ting's deep eyes turned cold, and the hand holding her slender waist didn't feel two points heavier, "Oh? What kind of maid is allowed to enter the master's room without permission? ”

“…… Hey~"

Being scared out of her soul just now made her a little bolder, but now she remembered that she was the 'guilty body', no wonder she locked her as soon as she came in, for fear that she would escape.