When Qin Luo returned after finishing his work, he glanced at Shen Zhiyi's workstation.
Nobody's here.
She glanced at the tightly closed door to the CEO's office, then checked the time, and her heart tightened.
Lunch break is almost here.
Zhiyi... she wouldn't still be in President Bo's office, would she?!
If we disturb President Bo's rest time, she might come out with a dismissal notice!
Qin Luo was very anxious.
She quite liked this little apprentice.
If she really gets fired, what will she do then?
Just then, Bo Xu pushed open the door and came out.
"President Bo." Qin Luo went up to greet him.
Bo Xu turned to the side, opening a small gap so she could see the figure lying on the sofa behind her.
Shen Zhiyi, her face flushed, knelt and leaned against the back of the sofa, as if she were hugging the sofa tightly, treating it like a large doll.
With her back to them, she turned around when she heard the noise, rested her face on the back of the sofa, and gave Qin Luo a dizzy smile.
A few strands of her long hair fell down, covering half of her round cheek.
Qin Luo exclaimed in surprise, "Zhiyi, this is..."
Bo Xu pinched the bridge of his nose. "Buy some hangover medicine."
Qin Luo was both amused and exasperated.
Turns out he was drunk...
"Mr. Bo, should I take her back first?" Qin Luo asked cautiously, observing Bo Xu's expression. "Your lunch break is almost over, and Zhiyi..."
“No need.” Bo Xu glanced at the drunken man, his eyes deep and unfathomable. “Just let her stay here.”
He didn't keep a good eye on her.
So... it's enough to bother him alone.
There's no need to bother others.
"Okay." Qin Luo was surprised.
Not only was President Bo not angry with Zhiyi, but he also sacrificed his lunch break to keep her in his office and take care of her personally!
Qin Luo was increasingly shocked and hurriedly went to buy hangover medicine.
When the items were delivered, she consciously closed the door for them and kept a close eye on the people in the president's office.
This matter must not be leaked at all.
Otherwise, there's no guarantee that some ill-intentioned people won't try to spread rumors and ruin her little apprentice's reputation.
Inside the office.
Bo Xu put down the hangover medicine and pulled Shen Zhiyi off the sofa. "Come and take your medicine."
Shen Zhiyi stared blankly at his face, imagining it as a large doll. She moved closer and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.
"Hug me," she mumbled, burying her face in his chest.
It even rubbed against me.
Bo Xu's body suddenly stiffened.
"Mom..." Shen Zhiyi buried her face in the strong, muscular chest, sighed, and blurted out, "Male Mom..."
Bo Xu's face darkened, and he reached out to pinch her chin.
"What are you shouting about?"
He hadn't expected her to have such a low alcohol tolerance.
He was already this drunk after only half a glass of baijiu, grabbing and shouting at anything he could find.
We need to keep a close eye on them from now on.
Even when she goes out for social events, she must never drink alcohol.
"Hmm..." Shen Zhiyi was not very clear-headed, staring at his face as if searching for something, her eyelids blinking slowly.
Bo Xu released her hand, poured a glass of water, pressed open a hangover pill with one hand, and held it to her lips.
"Open your mouth," he commanded.
Shen Zhiyi covered her mouth and shook her head vigorously, "I won't drink anymore!"
"I'm so dizzy..." She felt her head was a complete mess, and she collapsed onto his chest, clutching his shirt. "Xiao Xu... are you cosplaying again?"
Why aren't you taking off your clothes?
She reached out to unbutton his shirt.
Bo Xu's temple throbbed as he shoved the hangover medicine into her mouth and grabbed her wrist.
"Don't move." His voice was low and husky as he pressed his thumb against the vein on the inside of her wrist.
The thin callus was wiped away.
I could feel the incredibly smooth and delicate skin underneath, and the gentle pulse hidden beneath its warmth.
Bo Xu's heart pounded along with it.
She just called him... Xiao Xu?
They really have no respect for elders.
Shen Zhiyi chuckled, opened her lips, stuck out her tongue, and showed him the pill she was holding on the tip of her tongue. With a "pfft," she turned her head and spat it onto the floor.
provocative.
A bloody provocation.
Bo Xu closed his eyes.
He released her wrist, used his left arm to hold her horizontally in his embrace, and with his right hand, he opened a hangover pill and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Swallow it." He pushed his fingertips inside.
It almost clamped down on the base of her tongue.
"Ugh..." Shen Zhiyi subconsciously hugged his forearm, swallowed the hangover pill with a gulp while he stubbornly refused to leave.
Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were misty, and the tip of her small, round nose was slightly wrinkled.
Eyes, lips, nose... everywhere is pitiful.
And it is lovely everywhere.
Bo Xu's eyes suddenly darkened.
His breathing became heavier.
He withdrew his hand, his fingertips brushing against her soft lips, lowered his eyelashes, picked up the water glass on the table, and brought it to her lips.
"Drink," Bo Xu said, only to find his voice was terribly hoarse.
Her scent still lingered on my skin.
He curled his finger bones.
They even forgot to wipe it off.
Despite the bitter taste of the hangover cure, Shen Zhiyi obediently held her water glass and gulped down several mouthfuls.
Bo Xu forced himself not to look at her.
But that upturned little face, that long, slender neck, and those fingers that held him tightly... every fleeting glimpse was like a deep imprint, burning his thoughts and making his skin burn.
A rare look of panic crossed his face. He pushed Shen Zhiyi away, made her sit on the sofa, put down his water glass, and stood up himself.
Just as I was about to leave, a small hand grabbed my suit trousers.
Shen Zhiyi climbed up by his arm, her legs weak, and fell into his arms.
Bo Xu instinctively grabbed her waist.
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