After getting the room card, Xinya followed Ye Cong back to the room.

To put it bluntly, the luxury suite is the presidential suite, and there is no problem sleeping in the living room.

The new bud entered the room, and the heating inside finally made people come alive.

"Go and release the water, I want to take a shower." Ye Cong took off his coat and spoke directly.

"O." Xinya glanced slightly and turned around and went to the bathroom to relax.

Ye Cong threw his coat on the sofa and followed Xinya to the bathroom. He watched her squat down and wipe the bathtub. The slightly curled lips were gentle and tender that others could not see.

Ye Cong especially likes to bully Xinya, and especially likes to see her dare not speak out.

"Hey, boss, I'll just—" Xinya thought, and suddenly turned around and looked at Ye Cong. Ye Cong's smile instantly closed, as if he had never smiled before.

New sprouts: "…"

Did she misread it just now?

It seems yes, how could a person like her boss smile at her?

"I just want to ask, what exactly are we doing here?" Xinya said, turning around and letting go of the water from the bathtub, and then continuing to release the water.

"Don't ask so much about the boss when doing things. Those who are disobedient will be sold." Ye Cong said, turning around and walking out.

Xinya turned around and grimaced at his back. Who would have thought that Ye Cong suddenly looked back and looked over as if he was telepathic.

The new bud blinked and continued to blink, and the smiling face turned from a grimace was a little scattered.

Ye Cong sneered and turned around and went out.

Xinya reached out and patted his chest. It is said that Ye Cong is going to be thirty this year, and the old man in his thirty can't afford to be hurt.

Ye Cong was taking a bath, and Xinya was holding her mobile phone outside and watching the author who she liked updated the new article. She saw the author's Weibo and saw her responding that the filming of the film and television drama was an internal problem, but she would never stop shooting, so everyone was relieved. Moreover, she was not a screenwriter, so she didn't know the current shooting process and the content was not clear, so that everyone would not have to send a private message to her.

Xinya’s Weibo account is responsible for Sister Mao. Because Sister Mao was afraid that she would post the wrong thing, she was not allowed to post on Weibo by herself. She had a small account that Sister Mao didn’t know, and there were no fans on it, so she was her own little world.

[Other children have gone home: I hope they are the screenwriter themselves, so that people will not change their ideas at will.]

Xinyao held her chin and restored this sentence. She often responded to the author with a small account, but she would not be seen. The author has more than 400,000 fans, which is considered to be among the author. Every time she posts an update, she will have one or two thousand replies, and she will basically not notice her.

[Jiangyang Thieves (pure fiction): @The other children have gone home, hahahaha, the children who sell them cannot help but mom.]

Huh?

Xinya rubbed her eyes and looked at the reply sentence. She confirmed that the author had replied to him. She screamed and ran to the bathroom door to slap the door hard, "Boss, boss, the author has replied to me, the author has replied to me."

Xinya was still screaming, and the bathroom door was suddenly opened, and the man inside appeared in front of her instantly.

The naked man still has water droplets on his body. This handsome man's bathing picture makes people unconsciously unable to divert his gaze.

New sprouts: "…"

Gudong, Gudong-

Fair skin, tight muscles, and that evil face.

The new buds took root at the feet, and she sweared that she really wanted to turn around now, she swears.
Chapter completed!