Boss on top: My wife is too hot

Ye Shenghao strolled to the fitness equipment, elegant and luxurious.

Standing still, staring at the raised pole with deep eyes, his face was relaxed, showing no emotion.

He raised his hand and lightly touched the button on the collar of his shirt.

With his slender fingertips, he carefully peeled off one by one. With his movements, the strong muscles were looming in the shirt.

Hanger's perfect figure is already tempting. At this time, through the unbuttoned shirt, he can feel his strong muscles, which looks alluring.

Many beauties who watched the excitement showed shy desires, hoping that he would take off his shirt and let others see his wonderful figure.

He just stopped when the button was unbuttoned halfway.

When he looked again, he had jumped up lightly, grasping the pole above his head with both hands.

Just at this moment, the women in the crowd couldn't help screaming in a low voice.

Ye Shenghao turned a deaf ear, crossed his legs easily, and pushed upwards, under the sleeves of his shirt, the perfect display of his arm strength was breathtaking.

One, two, three.
All movements are professional and perfect, which can be called exemplary.

Many women stood on one side, cheering and cheering for it, which attracted some strong men to try it too.

But they were afraid that they would not be able to compare their postures, so most of them chose to stand on the sidelines and watch.

Among the crowd, Moana stood quietly, looking at the man in front of her with a cold expression, and her eyes were half cold.

When the amount exceeded a hundred, the crowd broke out in amazement, and they were worried, worried that Ye Shenghao would not last long.

Until 200 pieces were completed, many women showed love in their eyes, and they made no secret of their admiration for Ye Shenghao.

the end.

Ye Shenghao let go and landed on the ground, his arms were a little sore, and his shirt was slightly wet with sweat.

The sweat on the forehead, under the light, looked extremely crystal clear and full of courage.

Kerry had been waiting for a long time, and handed over towels and water glasses. "President, 200, no more, no less."

"I'm used to it." He took it, and wiped away the sweat that fell on his eyelashes, with a small smile on his lips.

Indeed, he was used to it, and it was the only sport he liked there.

It is also by relying on this sport that he has developed a deeper perseverance.

He doesn't want to mention too many things, but he can still bear the upward force of 200 gravity.

It's just that, in Kerry's ears, for no reason, there was a slight sourness.

I endured it and remained silent.

Ye Shenghao's free and unrestrained behavior burst out with infinite charm, attracting several girls in the venue to strike up a conversation.

But before he could leave his mouth, he saw the girl in the red dress who was standing in the crowd before, lightly waved, and walked straight towards him.

Looking intently into the deep eyes, with a touch of coquettishness and blame, "I told you to welcome you, why didn't you come?"

"I have a bad stomach, I can't eat." The tone was indifferent, and the slender fingertips lightly landed on the button, from bottom to top, and gently buttoned it.

Casual posture, dignified and aloof, in the eyes of others, carries a fatal temptation.

"Then tomorrow, I will arrange it." She continued without giving up.

Ye Shenghao raised his eyes lightly, wanting to say that no matter if it was tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or in the future, he would not be able to eat any more. Ma De, who was at the side, had already seen through it, and hurried over with a laugh.

"Miss Mo Er, if you want to eat so much, I will accompany you. Mr. Ye is not free, but I have time every day." Made grinned sincerely.

Miss Mo Er?

This title made Kerry startled.

Just now, I always felt that something was wrong, as if I had seen the woman in front of me somewhere.

Now when Ma De said this, a few words popped up in his mind: Second Miss of Haoyun Group, Mo Anna, Mo Shaoyun's own sister.

At the moment, his eyes darkened slightly, and he took a deep breath.

Could it be because of the contest just now, or because Ye Shenghao didn't go to the dinner she arranged, so he deliberately came here to ask for an explanation?

"Sorry, I still have something to do, see you tomorrow." Moana glanced at Ma De, obviously not interested in answering.

He proudly raised his head, turned and left.

"This little girl has a good figure." Ma De looked at Moana's back and touched his chin. "Unfortunately, she only wants to have dinner with you."

"What's the arrangement for tomorrow?" Ye Shenghao didn't answer, but asked directly.

"He's on the island, and the arrangements have been made," Made said.

"Let's have plenty of time, don't be in a hurry." Ye Shenghao raised his eyes slightly, looked at the place where Jiang Xiyuan left, and said calmly.

"Don't worry, I still don't understand." Ma De blinked and understood, "I must wait for Miss Jiang to recover before leaving."

In the room, Yin Yueyue took the ointment and carefully applied the medicine to the red and swollen area of ​​Jiang Xiyuan's arm.

Every inch, Yin Yueyue glanced at Jiang Xiyuan's face, although she endured it, she still bit her lips lightly, frowning unavoidably, feeling worried. "It hit hard, Miss Jiang, why don't you go to a nearby hospital?"

"This is an old injury with new scars. When I went to the hospital, I only had conservative treatment." Jiang Xiyuan was not too arrogant, and said calmly, "Don't worry, the medicine prescribed by Dr. Li is very effective. I applied it on time and according to the amount before, and it's already healed." Most of it."

"I don't know who suddenly appeared, and why they forced to change the rules of the game and increase the difficulty." Yin Yueyue was a little bit aggrieved.

If it weren't for the proposal of the girl in the red dress, this kind of thing probably wouldn't have happened.

"She plays the piano well, and she's also pretty. She looks like someone you Mr. Ye knows." Her tone was relaxed.

"That shouldn't be too disregarding. I don't understand music, but I can tell that it's obviously targeting you on purpose." As a bystander, Yin Yueyue can also feel certain emotions.

"It's better to be alone than to be happy alone. She is willing, but no one stops her." Jiang Xiyuan smiled, not taking it seriously. "Who would think of a person with an injured arm and play the piano smartly?"

I thought to myself, the other party must have misunderstood Ye Shenghao and her, that's why they showed their dissatisfaction and targeted it.

As a woman, Jiang Xiyuan understands this very well and doesn't take it to heart.

"Although we got along for a short time, I think Ms. Jiang has a very good personality. It's hard to understand why your fiancé is still dissatisfied with you and caused all kinds of harm." Yin Yueyue looked at Jiang Xiyuan's red and swollen arms, and her future mother-in-law's beating Cheek, heart trembled slightly.

Jiang Xiyuan pursed her lips slightly, and lowered her eyes secretly.

The wounds on his arms and face were not deep yet, but the distress and pain it brought to his heart was unimaginable.

Even if Zhang Bo cared a little more about her and cared a little more, how could the relationship between them come to such a point?
It seems that many people can't figure out why she has to forgive the man who hurt her again and again after working so hard.

Indeed, no matter what, she couldn't let go of this relationship.

Because Zhang Bo once fought her life for her, brought her drugged out of the dark underground cage, and was also her first man. All kinds of factors made her work hard to stick to this love.

It's just that after that time, Zhang Bo never touched her again. Even if he developed into a fiancée, his attitude towards her became even colder.