In the French bathtub, Ye Xian squinted his eyes, happily humming a little tune, playing with bubbles, and reached out to take the towel on the side...... Coldly pulled a handkerchief?

She looked at it, huh? Isn't this her little strawberry handkerchief? How did you end up here? Didn't she just leave it outside?

Wait, this one doesn't seem to have her new, and it's corner to corner, neatly stacked on the shelf, side to side, and only people with cleanliness or obsessive-compulsive disorder can do it.

Don't...... The memory flashed back to the scene when she wiped the president's hands with a strawberry handkerchief in the stadium.

This one is the president's?

Hehe, didn't he say that he would throw it away as garbage at the time?

It turned out that not only did not throw it away, but it was also hidden strongly, and it was carried everywhere, which shows the degree of cherishment.

Tsk, a duplicitous man, if you like small strawberries, just say it! She won't give it to him.

Ye Xian unfolded the handkerchief in front of her eyes and looked at it, it was worthy of her eyes, it was good-looking, and even the top bosses could hardly beat its charm, that is, ...... In addition to the smell on her body, how can there be a faint musky smell on it?

The president doesn't smell like this, what did he do with this handkerchief?

Ye Xian looked puzzled.

Half an hour later, the little woman, dressed in a man's loose clothes, came out of the bathroom refreshed.

Teenage girl who has just taken a shower with wet hair. Wet, with red lips and white teeth, skin like porcelain, and water droplets flowing down the delicate and flawless contours of the face into the well-proportioned collarbones, it is particularly attractive, especially in the bright morning light, as if it came out of the painting.

When Bo Tingshen walked out of the kitchen with breakfast, he saw such a scene.

The boy shook his head in the bright sun, let the wind blow the beautiful silver-white hair, the water droplets reflected the colorful sunlight, and the delicate facial features were vividly outlined by the light, and the picture was romantic and beautiful as if he was deliberately seducing people.

Ye Xian was blowing her hair, and the hair dryer in her hand was suddenly taken away, and before she could turn her face, the whole person was hugged from behind.

Ye Xian: "? ”

"Don't move, I'll blow it for you."

Bo Tingshen lowered his voice, turned the hair dryer to the lowest setting, and gently blew on her hair.

Ye Xian looked down at his hand tightly clasping her waist, "......" blows, what are you holding her for?

"Okay, you're so nice president~"

She said as she poked his arm lightly with her fingers, motioning for him to move away.

As a result, the man hugged tighter, and the irresistible force silently declared his sovereignty to do whatever he wanted.

Ye Xian's body was tightly attached to his broad and hot chest, and he could faintly feel his heavy beating heart and top muscle line level, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and stammered a little, "President, president, you...... What are you holding me for? ”

"What's wrong with holding you?"

“？” is so reasonable, Ye Xian felt a little unreasonable for a moment, "It seems a little redundant for you to hug and hold me." ”

Bo Tingshen: "My clothes seem to be a little extra on you, do you want to take them off?" ”

Ye Xian immediately shut up, "......"

It's better to talk less, I'm a 'man' now, and I shouldn't be so sensitive to physical contact, otherwise someone as smart as the president might find something abnormal.

As soon as Ye Xian comforted himself like this, he felt ...... The man above his head is looking down and sniffing her hair?

The young man's silver-white hair flew in the air, exuding a faint fragrance of shampoo and its own body fragrance, wafting into the man's nose, like a colorless and odorless poison, inhaled into the lungs, tempting and addictive.

Bo Tingshen couldn't help but lean over and bury herself in her hair and suck deeply.

Envy.

His envy.

This...... This action is a bit like a perverted tram idiot in the Japanese manga, right?!

Ye Xian was taken aback, and asked him a little inexplicably, "President, what are you doing?" What do you do with smelling and smelling my hair? ”

After the words fell, he raised his head after a while and turned off the hair dryer.

"And the smell of alcohol."

The corners of Ye Xian's mouth moved, "......" Hehehehe, the feelings have been brewing for a long time, just to ridicule her stink, so hugging her is also afraid that he will run away when he mocks her, right? This boring bad man!

"Let's get ready to eat."

"Got it."

Ye Xian rubbed the hair that he smelled just now, and his scalp was still a little numb.

On the table, a large glass of fresh milk, French omelet, bacon potato bisque and French toast are on the table.

Ye Xian tidied up his hair a little, and when he saw the 'food' on the table, he quipped, "President, what kind of day is today, and you are still bothered to poison yourself?" ”

Bo Ting glanced at her deeply and continued to pour the milk.

Ye Xian snorted, "I'm kidding you, in fact, I especially admire your spirit of facing difficulties and not being afraid of difficulties!" ”

Bo Tingshen: "Welcoming men? ”

"yes, if I didn't have talent in cooking, I would just give up, not as persistent as you."

Bo Tingshen: "You really don't have a chance to meet a man, and you don't have me to last." ”

Ye Xian: "......" cut, praise you for being fat, you are still panting, not modest at all.

She hummed softly and chose French toast from a crowd of unsafe looking breakfasts, two slices of toasted brown toast wrapped in eggs and cheese, sprinkled with a layer of sifted powdered sugar, and garnished with fresh strawberry slices and blueberry cubes.

Just eat it!

Ye Xian picked up the toast and took a bite gently.

The young man's extremely beautiful cherry blossom lips opened lightly, biting the toast, and the tip of the pink tongue lightly hooked the brushed cheese, shining a faint and attractive pink luster in the sun, and the movements were elegant and charming.

Bo Tingshen stared at her, and unexpectedly the milk in the cup overflowed.

Only he knew how soft, sweet, and tempting it was, and he longed to ...... it all the time

Well?

The taste is surprisingly good this time?

"President, is this really what you did? Very good......"

Ye Xian just wanted to raise his head and ask him, but he saw the man's eyes staring at her directly, his eyes focused and hot, as if he was going to swallow her into his belly, exactly the same as what he dreamed of at the door and in his dream just now.

What's going on? Why did the president look at her with such eyes so often in the morning?

A trace of milk stains flowed from his hand, and Ye Xian was so frightened that he hurriedly stood up and almost dripped onto his body.

"President, you're full of milk......

Ye Xian looked at the cup he had already poured and continued to pour, and said in surprise, he ...... Is it because she is fascinated that she will be full?

How could a big guy who is usually so focused......

It's really almost full.

Bo Tingshen stopped the milk carton and looked at her for a moment, as if asking about something extremely serious, "Ye Xian, you really don't remember anything about last night?" ”