President of Chuancheng Entertainment

After taking a shower, Song Yu suddenly remembered that there seemed to be no pajamas in the guest room.

Taking the clothes to the door, with a slight push, the door slid open with a "click".

Holding the clothes, he tentatively showed his eyes, "That... I'm here to deliver" the clothes...

Song Yu swallowed involuntarily——

The frozen boss Xi had wet hair on his head, water dripped down, along his overly beautiful upper body, and slipped into the towel around his waist.

The well-defined but just-right abdominal muscles are completely enviable to him!

I can't help but look at my small body again. A lot of dust has accumulated on the fitness card I got last year.

He leaned against the door and thought: How good is this figure for me.

Sensing the movement, Xi Yan stretched out his hand and pulled the door open.

With nothing behind Song Yu, she fell back with staring eyes, but fell into a warm embrace.

He looked up, just in time to meet the big brother's downcast eyes.

And on his shoulders, there was a pair of powerful big hands clasped.

"What are you doing here?"

Song Yu tightened the pajamas in his arms, "Send clothes."

Xi Yan let go of him, took the clothes, and when he lowered his head, the water droplets in his wet hair condensed into water droplets at the ends of his hair, which didn't look so unkind.

"Thank you."

Song Yu said, "It's okay, I'll go to sleep first."

He walked back to his room, took a deep breath, shook off all the lines and sense of strength in his mind, and said to himself, "Let's rest early."

Xi Yan looked at the not brand new pajamas in his hand, put it under his nose and sniffed, the not too deep fragrance of light flowers lingered, fresh and sweet.

He didn't wear it, but folded it and put it next to his pillow.

In the dark, he closed his eyes, and couldn't help replaying everything that happened today in his mind, and his fingertips rested lightly on his lips.

The corners of the mouth can't help but lift up.

The next day, when Song Yu was dragging the trash downstairs with his slippers, he could smell the smell of glutinous meat porridge.

With his fried hair on his face, he let out a dry sound in his throat, "Good morning."

Xi Yan's shirt was rolled up to his elbows, he turned around and said lightly, "Morning, is there anything you want to eat today?"

Holding a spoon in his hand, he kept an eye on the heat while talking.

Compared with the first time, Xi Yan cooks more easily.

Song Yu stroked her hair, "Just look at it, it doesn't need to be too complicated."

As soon as he went to sit on the sofa, the cat got out from under the sofa and jumped on the table.

"By the way, what should I do with this cat?"

Song Yu reached out and touched it, "It's not easy for a stray cat to spend the winter outside."

The cat is obedient and purrs comfortably.

"Or, I'll adopt it."

Xi Yan was noncommittal, and put the prepared breakfast on the table.

On the ground, a plate of boiled pork without seasoning was placed again.

The cat saw it and jumped over to eat it.

Song Yu sat in his seat, "Today happens to be Sunday, so I'll take it for injections and deworming first, and I'll buy some things for pets when I come back."

He bowed his head, took a sip of porridge, and gave a thumbs up, "It's great, it's improved again."

The corner of Xi Yan's mouth curled up into an obvious arc, and she pulled the chair away with one hand, and sat down opposite him, "If you like it, then eat more."

Song Yu nodded quickly, "Yeah, absolutely no waste."

Rather than making the boss less afraid of cats, what made him more gratified was that the boss's cooking skills were developed beyond imagination.

"By the way, the snow outside the house has stopped." Song Yu took another sip of porridge, "Today is a holiday, do you have anything to do?"

Xi Yan said: "No, recently the company...is very busy."

When I said this, my face didn't blush or my heart beat, and I acted just like the real thing.

During this period of time, the big bosses are dealing with remote meetings. There are piles of documents that need to be signed in person, and there are some meetings that must be attended.

But such benefits and money become worthless in front of young people.

Song Yu propped her chin, "Then work extra overtime and be my exclusive driver?"

After breakfast, Song Yu took the initiative to throw the bowls and chopsticks into the dishwasher, and took out two long thick down jackets from the closet, "The last time the brand held an event, I gave two of the same style."

Afraid that he would dislike it, he added: "Your one is brand new, and the dust bag has not been removed."

"Same style..."

Xi Yan took it over and stared straight at the down jacket, which was not a high-profile style.

The same two clothes, worn by different people, taste different.

Take Xi Yan as an example. He is tall and has good white skin. This long style is comparable to the clothes rack in the closet.

Song Yu lowered her eyes and found that the hem of the down jacket had reached her calf, but only reached Xi Yan's thigh.

This is the difference.

Song Yu grumbled: "This dress should be endorsed by you, it will definitely sell well."

He knelt down and pulled out a sweater that he didn't often wear at the bottom of the closet, picked up the cat, "Let's go."

"and many more."

Xi Yan put his hands on his shoulders, and helped him button up the buttons face to face, and then wrapped a scarf around his neck, "You wear more."

The nearest pet hospital was not far from here. When they arrived, there was no one there because of the cold weather.

After the doctor brought them in, he stroked the cat and asked, "What's the name of this cat? How old is it?"

"No name, I picked it up in the snow yesterday, and I haven't had time to pick it up yet."

The doctor said: "I'll take it for an examination first, and fill in the basic information later."

During the cat's inspection, Song Yu touched Xi Yan, "What would you call it?"

It's not interesting to be like a kitten or a kitten...

At this time, Xi Yan said seriously: "That's called sweet potato."

"Hey, that's a good name."

Song Yu couldn't help but think of the special kiss last night, her face was a little hot, but she still looked calm, "The big name is sweet potato, and the nickname is sweet potato. That's it."

The cat, no, it should be Sweet Potato, who came back from the inspection, and didn't know that there was already an extra name.

Leaning against his arms with a listless face, she meowed.

"No problem, just come over regularly to do the rest of the project." The doctor patted its head.

After Song Yu and Xi Yan left the pet hospital, they went to IKEA to buy cat bags and some toys.

The two pushed the shopping cart, and Song Yu sighed alone: ​​It's been a long time since I visited the mall like this.

Wang Mian just came out for a stroll, and saw two very eye-catching figures from a distance, and the shorter one...why does it look so much like Senior Brother Song.

And the one next to him... looks like a model from the back.

Banzheng has long legs and wears a very expensive Swiss watch. I was lucky enough to see it on the official website.

This watch is nearly ten million.

Wang Mian approached secretly. If he only looked at the figure, he didn't look like Xia Chen, Xi Xun and Xie Junyi...

Senior brother, do you have other partners?

The two stopped at one place, and Wang Mian saw his face.

I'll go, Xi Yan! ? ? ?

Why is he here free?

Moreover, he was still wearing the same style of down jacket. Although the air pressure around his body was cold, there was a kind of light in his eyes.

——That is the emotion in the eyes when looking at the person you like.

Aww, in this way, Xi Yan and Xi Xun are not rivals in love?

This is amazing!

Wang Mian didn't pay attention, and bumped into something on the shelf next to him, making a sound that caused Song Yu to look sideways.

"You... king..."

Song Yu suddenly forgot the person's name.

"Brother, what a coincidence."

Classmate Wang Mian rubbed the back of his head and quietly looked at the man next to Song Yu. Although he didn't speak, his body exuded a deadly low air pressure.

He quickly said: "I still have something to do, let's go first!"

Slipping to a corner where no one was around, student Wang heaved a sigh of relief.

I'm afraid that if I hadn't chatted a few more words with my senior brother, a hole would be burned in my body.

After shopping and returning home, Xi Yan was suddenly called away by the phone.

He had no choice but to build the cat climbing frame by himself, and the sweet potato was already lying down next to him and fell asleep.

At this time, the second child called him, "The company's salary for this month has already been paid, do you want to check the specific financial details?"

Song Yu turned on the hands-free phone, and kept assembling in his hands, "No need, just take a look at it."

"Well, it's almost your birthday, do you want to hold an event?"

"Don't do it, there are too many things in the company now, and there will be a final banquet soon, don't waste money and people."

The second child was dissatisfied, "Hey, this is your 24th birthday, which is your birth year."

Song Yu said: "...What does it matter? Don't tell me about Feng Shui luck or anything. If you talk about it, you might as well pay homage to Brother Ma."

"...Then don't do it in the company, have a party in your seaside villa area?"

"You arrange?"

Song Yu didn't have the energy to do this.

"Well, you just nod and give the key, and I'll do the rest."

A luxury car worth tens of millions was parked on the side of the road, the sky was snowing, the driver held an umbrella, "Master Xi, the master asked me to pick you up."

Xi Yan put his hands in his pockets, hummed lightly, and sat in the back seat of the car, but his expression was obviously not good.

The driver sweated and drove resentfully.

Until the phone rang, Xi Yan looked down and smiled.

——Xiao Xi, I’m getting paid!

Sure enough, there was a remittance.

Xi Yan returned with a smile: Yes, I see, I will treat you to something when I come back.

There will be a quick reply: OK.There is a food festival recently, and I am very interested in it.

Xi's

Xi Guomao was sitting on the sandalwood grand teacher's chair, holding a bunch of walnuts in his hands. When he saw Xi Yan coming in, he said dullly, "Sit down."

Xi Yan sat down without a word.

"What have you been doing these days?"

Xi Yan said: "Business trip."

"You don't even bother to tell a credible lie now?" Xi Guomao said again: "I checked your itinerary, what are you doing in Yangcheng these days."

Xi Yan said coldly: "You check me?"

Xi Guomao raised his voice, "Why, now I can't even control you? I'm your father." He said earnestly, "It's okay to play, but the company must be the most important thing."