Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

"Eh?"

The two girls turned around and looked at Luo Bochen who said the word "adult".

grown ups……

grown ups?

Holy shit! This teacher even has a servant cosplayer!

Their eyes instantly shifted to Luo Bochen's friendly, gentle and handsome face.

Luo Bochen was smiling, but his smile did not reach his eyes. He reached out and handed a drink to the boy.

He looked straight ahead, and even seemed to deliberately avoid looking at the two girls next to him, and had no intention of saying hello.

"what is this?"

Wang Zi lazily reached out and took it.

"Wine can make you more comfortable."

Luo Bochen answered with a smile, his voice neither too loud nor too soft falling into the ears of the girl next to him.

The two looked at each other and suddenly understood something.

I said why it tastes sour...

Seeing that someone was jealous, the two of them quickly said hello to Wang Zi and retreated tactically.

Wang Zi watched them skipping away and slowly withdrew his gaze.

"My Lord, drink my blood."

Luo Bochen spoke suddenly.

Wang Zi turned around and met his burning gaze.

The young man suddenly chuckled, full of amusement: "Why?"

Luo Bochen looked serious and said in a muffled voice: "As long as you lose your appetite, you won't smell the smell of these people."

If he can't smell the scent of these people, then he won't smile at others...

Luo Bochen was stunned by the thought that suddenly popped up in his mind.

No...why would he think like that?

Obviously it should be... As long as the person in front of him accepts his kindness, it means that he has the opportunity to become a vassal.

Luo Bochen frowned and quickly put aside this ridiculous idea.

"No."

Wang Zi refused and raised his eyebrows coldly.

"I hate men's blood."

"But..." Luo Bochen's lips trembled slightly. He tried to speak, but found that his throat seemed to be tightly strangled by an invisible hand, making it difficult for him to make a sound.

A hint of bitterness spreads across my heart.

The young man turned around and left first, leaving behind a few words:

"I'm only interested in women's."

The tall and upright figure gradually went away, and Luo Bochen was slow to come back to his senses.

He narrowed his eyes, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, then he reached out and touched his chest, as if trying to soothe his aching heart.

What a strange feeling… Being rejected should be natural, so why does he feel sad?

Luo Bochen chuckled at himself.

Yes, it must be because he was too anxious recently, which caused him to have hallucinations. It is definitely not because he likes...

Besides, how could he possibly fall in love with a man?

Luo Bochen tried hard to calm his inner turmoil, retracted his inappropriate thoughts, and walked behind Wang Zi.

……

Along the way, Luo Bochen began to talk in a rambling manner again.

Wang Zi didn't respond this time, but just nodded calmly.

I finished shopping in the mall very quickly and ended up buying only some small items and clothes.

The two returned to the house.

Wang Zi followed Luo Bochen and wandered between the company and the house for a few days...

Company

One morning

Wang Zi was still immersed in playing games, and Luo Bochen was still looking down at modifying documents. Everything was exceptionally harmonious.

However, an uninvited guest broke in without warning.

"Mr. Luo? Hey hey... Mr. Luo, are you looking for Mr. Luo? He, he is in there, but... Eh? Eh?!"

When a noisy sound came, Luo Bochen's pupils trembled and he stood up suddenly.

"Bang!" The door was kicked open.

A long leg in black leather shoes first came into view, followed by a deep, evil voice.

"Luo Bochen."

Luo Mu bit the three words word by word, with an arrogant look on his face, and walked in in a well-dressed suit.

He tilted his head and looked at Luo Bochen, who was sitting next to him with a pale face.

Luo Mu raised his lips playfully, his tone filled with danger:

"You haven't been back to the headquarters recently, and you haven't sent me any messages. You..."

"What are you doing?"