Imperial President, Tease me!

Her heart was so soft that she was in a mess. Where was she willing to be angry?

"I won't," Bo shook his head and said definitely.

"Then don't socialize. I'll give you what resources you want." Xi Jinyan spoke domineering, but it was so natural for him to say this.

Of course Bo Qing knows. There is Jin yanzai. She can get whatever resources she wants.

But this is not what she wants. Emotionally and spiritually, she depends on Xi Jinyan, or can be said to be dependent, but not at work.

If she needs help, she will speak naturally, because human beings need to help each other.

But human beings can't completely lose themselves and depend on others.

Bo Qing raised his hand, stroked Xi Jin Yan's chin and smiled. "No, honey, I can't be around you all the time. Besides, you're busy, aren't you? You have to have a meeting, discuss a lot of things, and travel. You can't just do what you want to do, but let me go around you."

Xi Jinyan hugged Bo Qing tightly, and Junyan buried herself in the nest of her neck and took a deep breath.

Breathing, full of her breath, cold and light, he liked it very much.

He can even have no air, but he can't have a thin smell.

Bo Qing paused slightly and looked down at Xi Jinyan. He always felt that Xi Jinyan had become more and more sticky recently.

What's the matter with him?

Is the psychological problem getting worse again?

Bo Qing thought that he had talked to Xi Jinyan before. He wanted him to open the box buried deep in his heart and put out the dusty things inside. They faced it together.

But Xi Jinyan didn't say anything.

Has the box been opened, just in his heart?

Did her kindness really become the salt sprinkled on his wound?

Bo Qing's heart was heavy. She raised her hand, gently patted Xi Jin Yan on the back, and then held him tightly.

Until Bai Jian knocked on the door and came in, "master, the next meeting will start in five minutes..."

Xi Jinyan: "cancel."

White meal, about to nod, thin tilt slightly rising voice suddenly sounded, "no, five minutes later, the normal meeting."

When Bai Jian heard the speech, he looked at Xi Jinyan.

Xi Jinyan didn't say anything, just congealed and thin.

"Yes." Bai Jian went out and closed the door.

Bo Qing kissed Jin Yan and said softly, "I'll wait for you here. I won't go anywhere."

Xi Jinyan kept looking at Bo Qing's eyes and didn't say anything.

In his deep eyes, there seems to be an obsession, which contains a powerful force to suck thin into it.

Such Xi Jinyan filled me with worry.

She looked at it for a while and finally compromised, "I'm not going to socialize. I've been here with you. Go to the meeting. I'll wait for you. I won't go."

Xi Jinyan nodded, "OK."

He looked as if he was a little happier. The bottom of his dark eyes lit up a little, and he also caught a trace of smile.

Bo Qing got up and tidied up Xi Jin Yan's clothes. "Go, I'm not going anywhere. You can see me as soon as you come back."

Xi Jinyan gave a faint answer, looked at Bo Qing for the last time, and went out.

Thin tilt turned slowly, looked at Xi Jinyan's back, took a deep breath, and spit it out long. A pair of exquisite and elegant eyebrows frowned together.