break your waist

Upon hearing this, Ye Musen raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

Now he is only surrounded by a soft white bath towel, his wheat-colored chest muscles are well-defined, and those winding upwards are the powerful but beautiful chest muscles.

Ye Musen leaned closer to Li Xingyan, and the scent of shower gel radiated from him.

The boy's fluttering eyelashes revealed the panic in his heart.

"Sounds very exciting, why don't you try it?" Ye Musen said with a half-smile.

"You, what are you talking about? I'm not that kind of person."

It wasn't until this moment that Li Xingyan realized that what he just said seemed to be on a scale of billions of points.

He felt as if his cheeks were being roasted by two hot fires, and Ye Musen's gaze fell on his face as if it had substance.

With a blushing little face, Li Xingyan rushed into the guest bedroom with a "swoosh".

He quickly closed the door, leaned against the door, and fanned his hot cheeks with his snow-white hands to cool himself down.

Li Xingyan took two deep breaths, leaned his head against the door, and looked at the ceiling with his big black eyes, recalling what Ye Musen had just said.

Does Ye Musen also have a little bend?

Or was he just talking like that on purpose to amuse himself?

I don't understand, I don't understand.

Li Xingyan walked to the bedside table and picked up his mobile phone. He didn't bring a charging cable last night, and the battery is now less than 20%.

This phone may be retiring, and it still had more than 40% when I slept last night.

He called Ji Lang, and Ji Lang got through quickly: "Xingyan."

Ji Lang said last night that his family members were undergoing surgery, and Li Xingyan deeply felt that he still distracted Ji Lang at a critical moment, so he really should fight.

"Mr. Ji, is your family feeling better? Was the operation successful?"

Ji Lang's voice was a little tired perhaps because he didn't sleep all night, but his tone was always gentle: "It's all right, the operation was a success, go to work, and other things, Teacher Ji will take care of it."

Li Xingyan responded obediently, and when he walked out of the bedroom, Ye Musen was also healed.

When the two walked to the underground garage together, Ye Musen's driver was already waiting there.

They didn't eat breakfast at home. The staff restaurant of Blue Sky Airlines serves breakfast, which is very rich, and it is completely configured according to the star hotel.

Chinese food, Western food, fresh fruit, and a variety of beautiful and exquisite small cakes.

Whenever Ye Musen comes to the company, he basically eats three meals a day in the restaurant.

After getting out of the car, Li Xingyan followed Ye Musen into the restaurant.

As long as Ye Musen appeared, he would always be the focus of people's attention.

Slender and straight figure, superior appearance and temperament, as well as his identity and status.

Therefore, everyone also saw Li Xingyan who got off the car with him at the same time.

Among the dozens of gazes was Li Xingyan's leader, Song Min.

Song Min was poking a piece of bacon on the stainless steel knife and fork in his hand.

We got out of the car together early in the morning, did we live together last night?

Even if it is a student of a friend, is it necessary to take care of it at home?

When Ye Musen passed by her dining table, Song Min greeted Ye Musen with a gentle smile: "Good morning, general manager."

Ye Musen walked his long legs leisurely, without stopping, but nodded lightly.

Song Min's eyes became a little indescribably gloomy when he looked at Li Xingyan behind him.

Li Xingyan didn't notice it, and he called out politely as before, "Good morning, Manager Song."

After walking inside for a while, Li Xingyan quietly distanced himself from Ye Musen.

Each window in the restaurant serves different food, Li Xingyan watched Ye Musen go to the steamed food side, and then he went to the noodle window.

Ye Musen usually sat alone at a table near the window.

Li Xingyan can eat very well. He ordered a bowl of braised beef noodles, a potato pancake, a tea egg, a bowl of pumpkin porridge, and a fruit platter.

He happily found a place far away from where Ye Musen usually sat, and just after he sat down and took a bite, he heard the sound of the chair opposite being moved.

Li Xingyan raised his head suddenly, and Ye Musen walked over with a bowl of steamed eggs with minced meat and a plate of sliced ​​fried dough sticks.

The down-to-earth president actually likes fried dough sticks.

Li Xingyan didn't see this when he was walking around the restaurant just now, probably the chef made it for him alone.

He thought of something, raised his head and looked around, and sure enough, everyone in the restaurant was looking at him from all directions.

Seeing Li Xingyan look up, they quickly pretended to look elsewhere as if nothing had happened.

Ye Musen's slender fingers scooped up the golden-yellow steamed eggs in the bowl slowly. Judging by the expression on his brows and eyes, the taste should be good.

But Li Xingyan suddenly felt that the potato pancakes in his mouth were no longer delicious.

He really didn't want to have dinner with the big boss. He suspected that the last time his throat was stuck with a foreign object was because Ye Musen was sitting opposite him and was under too much pressure.

Ye Musen ate fried dough sticks with chopsticks.

Li Xingyan was most afraid of embarrassment in his life, and he started to find something to talk about again, and said in a childlike voice: "Mr. Ye, you don't have a soul if you don't eat fried dough sticks with your hands."

Ye Musen didn't answer his faults, he just raised his eyelids and glanced at the huge pile of food in front of Li Xingyan. He didn't know how this little guy's stomach could hold so much food.

"The appetite is quite good."

Li Xingyan seemed to feel Ye Musen's gaze, and silently sucked his chubby belly in.

Li Xingyan, who was peeling the egg in his hand, had a grain of porridge on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't notice it.

Ye Musen reached out and tapped the table lightly. Li Xingyan raised his head and saw their general manager pointing at the corner of his mouth.

Want to eat my tea eggs?

Want me to feed him?

His little eyebrows furrowed and tangled for a while, and finally he obediently stretched out his hand.

The little guy's white and slender fingers held the egg to Ye Musen's lips, and said glutinously, "Ang, here you are."

The tender egg touched his lips, Ye Musen looked at Li Xingyan's big shining eyes, unconsciously opened his mouth and took a bite.

Just now he could clearly explain that it was Li Xingyan who misunderstood, but he didn't speak.

Finally finished breakfast, Li Xingyan couldn't sneak away this time, so he could only bite the bullet and follow Ye Musen into the elevator.

9 o'clock in the morning.

The landline in Song Min's office rang, and she knew it was Ye Musen when she saw the classification number: "General manager."

Ye Musen: "Rearrange a dormitory for Li Xingyan, a single room."

"Okay, make arrangements now."

After Song Min hung up the phone, he stared at the landline in a daze for a while.

Even regular employees are given a room for two, but Li Xingyan wants to give a single room. What's so special about him?

Could it be that she has been by Ye Musen's side for so many years, and now she is going to lose to a young intern who hasn't even grown up yet?

Song Min got up, and the pointed high-heeled shoes "da da da" knocked on the floor.

She walked into the next office with a normal expression, and saw Li Xingyan sorting out the documents on the desktop.

"Xiaochen, go and arrange a single room dormitory for Xingyan now."