Acting just to flirt with her boyfriend [Entertainment]

"Mumu is the first one to know that I like you, because it is absurd to like someone in a photo, no one will believe it, but Thaksin believes that he still supports me to find you, we met last time, I just told him about it."

Hearing that his love rival knew of his existence and even showed signs of support, Boss Song's aura finally weakened a bit, but he was still a little stubborn, making Xuan Qi feel a little out of breath.

But he was very satisfied in his heart. Boss Song cared about him so he asked in such detail. Could it be understood that Boss Song actually liked him a little bit.

"You really don't like Wei Xiaohang?" Xuan Qi was worried. Generally, the plot would not go astray without interference. It was written in the materials that Boss Song had a strange feeling for Wei Xiaohang since he was a child.

That's why Xuan Qi is sure that he has little chance to approach Boss Song as Xuan Qi. After all, how can a friend who has only known him for half a year compare to his childhood sweetheart for nearly 30 years.

In the end, after racking my brains, I chose such a method that was not a solution.

Boss Song said firmly, "I don't like it."

I really want to say that I love you, I love you very much, but the little thing is too cunning and pretends too much, and I can't lose.

Young people like hazy beauty, which was once tricked out of the assistant's mouth.

I checked it out on the internet, and it's true that someone said so.

So he can't tell the whole story easily, he wants to keep the little thing, it's best if the little thing is voluntary, and it doesn't need to be forced unless it is a last resort.

But he forgot that the assistant was a father who was older than him and even had a four-year-old daughter.

How can you believe the rules of love for young people given by such a person.

Although he didn't know why there was a problem with the information, Xuan Qi knew that Boss Song would never lie to him, because Boss Song was not that kind of person.

So he was relieved, but a little annoyed, lowered his head and lowered his face: "I thought you liked Wei Xiaohang."

Otherwise, I would have been begging for nothing to confess. I thought the plot was irreversible. I hadn’t experienced this kind of escape from the plot when I was traveling through the world. Although Xuan Qi was a little puzzled, the joy at this time was overwhelming. Dazed, I didn't think much about it at all.

Boss Song glanced at the smile on his face, suppressed the corners of his mouth that had been involuntarily upturned since the beginning, and continued, "So you've been imitating him?"

The corner of the clothes he was clutching was completely soaked, and it was extremely wrinkled and ugly. Xuan Qi was taken aback and nodded immediately. Although he was very embarrassed, the fact is that this is the type that Boss Song likes in the information. So he can be that type.

"Who gave you Wei Xiaohang's information?"

"Ah?" Xuan Qi was confused, and realized that Boss Song probably knew that he had investigated Wei Xiaohang's character.

"Not accurate." Boss Song made a final decision.

How can Wei Xiaohang be so cute, so annoying, so... Attracting myself for no reason.

"How come, I'm good at acting." Xuan Qi, who originally wanted to explain that he was not so wretched to check people, quickly raised his face when he heard doubts. This professional issue must be fought to the end. I rely on this skill for dinner.

"That means you're out of order."

Suddenly, he was stunned, and the words that came to his mouth were swallowed by himself, and he suddenly thought that every time he thought of Wei Xiaohang, he would consciously hate him, and when he was with Boss Song, he would deliberately show other personalities, even the opposite of Wei Xiaohang give him.

Because his heart is contradictory, he hopes to make the boss like him by imitating Wei Xiaohang's character, but also hopes that the person the boss likes is not him but himself.

Looking back now, it seems that most of the performances were later. Could it be that what the boss likes is not Wei Xiaohang's one, but the type he showed himself.

If Boss Song knew what he was thinking, he would definitely give him a deep kiss first, and then say in a serious tone: "It's not your model, only you."

It's a pity that Xuanqi is only busy now to be excited that Boss Song really has nothing to do with Wei Xiaohang, and he didn't ask, so he missed a love story.

Seeing him happy, Boss Song showed a little tenderness in his eyes. He slid down two minutes and found a comfortable position to lie on his side, looking at him, and asked, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Misunderstandings must be resolved as soon as possible. The only thing I love is the little thing. The little thing is a big kid, likes to think wildly, and obviously lacks a sense of security. These problems must not appear.

Xuan Qi really lowered his head and thought about it seriously, as if this is what he has been struggling with all this time, and for the time being, there is really nothing to worry about, so he shook his head.

Boss Song glanced at him, only in his eyes could he see the ecstasy and the short-term emptiness after the confession, turned his face and fastened his seat belt, and said, "Ask anytime."

Suddenly feeling so complete, pink bubbles appeared all over Xuanqi's body, holding his face and finally being able to peek at his Boss Song openly, the fiery gaze not only burned himself, but also burned Boss Song on the opposite side.

Although the person I have always liked has not been clearly stated, it is obvious that I like myself, it must be, it must be.

The person I have a crush on actually likes me too, Xuan Qi feels that his soul must be going to heaven.

It's more refreshing than every time I go to bed before, and my soul is about to be sublimated.

very nice.

Boss Song couldn't sit still under his gaze. He moved his body unnaturally, stepped on the accelerator, and the car slid out.

Suddenly hit by inertia, Xuan Qi, who was rubbing the back of his head, still felt that he was dreaming, an unreal feeling.

He looked at the road ahead for a while, and then turned his head to look at Boss Song, wanting to make sure that this is not Boss Song pretending to be an alien.

Facing Boss Shang Song's eyes who turned over from the sky, he quickly looked away, and looked at the front as if nothing had happened, but his tightly clenched hands betrayed the tension in his heart.

Boss Song was amused in his heart, but his face was indifferent, and he asked, "Going to eat?"

In fact, Xuan Qi is not very hungry, the dog food he sprinkled is enough to feed himself.

But being able to stay with Boss Song for dinner, no, no matter what meal it is, he is very willing, so with bright eyes, he turned to look at Boss Song: "Eat."

Boss Song was startled by his sudden loud voice, glanced at him, his brows twitched, but his face remained motionless: "What do you want to eat?"

As long as it is Boss Song, he can eat anything.

But the best thing is to eat...... Boss Song.

Thinking about it this way, my stomach seems to be really hungry. Xuan Qi's eyes wandered vaguely at Boss Song's thighs, his Adam's apple rolled up and down quickly, he raised his face and quickly turned away, covering his mouth and nose for fear that it might not be a nosebleed. Just drooling.

It may be difficult to eat Boss Song now, but since Boss Song asked himself what he would like to have for dinner, Xuan Qi couldn't help curling his mouth, so he had no choice but to reluctantly choose what he liked.

Anyway, the current Boss Song will definitely follow him.

A beautiful arc appeared on the lips, and the slightly bright red lips opened, and the name of a recognized elegant restaurant was announced. It was a restaurant by the sea, where you could eat while looking at the sea.

Boss Song suddenly turned around and stared at him.

Xuan Qi's heart thumped, could it be that he realized what he was thinking just now? In fact, it was nothing. He just thought about wearing a swimsuit on the beach......

Shaking my head, why is it so unreliable.