Su Ye looked down at his legs, then slowly looked out the window, his eyes instantly faded into a crack.

The headlights can be seen vaguely outside the window.

Bo Yunli's car parked under his window?

Peeping?

abnormal?

But after all, there are curtains, so you shouldn't be able to see clearly?

Just as he was thinking, his WeChat message came again.

Cornucopia: Blow dry your hair before going to bed.

Oh, can you see clearly even if your hair is only half dry?

Two minutes later.

Another one.

Cornucopia: Take time to change the curtains, it is too transparent and unsafe.

Su Ye's mouth twitched.

If you know if the curtains are clear, you will leave quickly. What kind of hobbies are you talking about while watching?

She thought for a while and sent a voice message: "Wait for me."

After sending, she got up and walked slowly towards the window.

At this time, Bo Yunli in the car watched the girl's figure becoming clearer and clearer, and the Adam's apple jumped unconsciously.

He leaned against the back of the chair, folded his legs and changed his seating position.

She didn't want to open the curtains...

She wears a little less.

Although there are no one around now.

After a second of confusion, I still replied with a voice: "Okay."

He missed her.

His tone is very unique, with a relaxed and relaxed feeling mixed in the low and an indescribable sense of abstinence.

But, he still couldn't change his perverted image that was deeply rooted in Su Ye's heart.

Bo Yunli looked at the window.

After a while, the curtain did not open. Instead, the slit in the curtain moved. The girl stretched out a good-looking hand and raised a finger at him.

Of course not the thumb.

Bo Yunli cursed with a low smile.

——

That night, Bo Yunli had a dream.

The night was hazy, and the little girl stood by the window and finally pulled the curtains open.

I don’t know where a white light came from, which made her look brighter through the window.

Her hair was half dry, and her wide white T-shirt barely covered her thighs.

The picture in the dream is very clear. Her collarbone lines are slender, with a thin and fragile feeling. Her white jade-like legs seem to be lingering in the mist, rolling up the fragrance after bathing, and casually hooking people.

The dream was a little out of control later.

He couldn't help but enter the little girl's boudoir and pulled up her T-shirt that could not be covered.

Inside, there is pink leopard print.

The little girl still speaks so straightforwardly.

She asked, "Do you want to sleep with me?"

He squeezed her by the window and replied: "I want to marry you."

——

I woke up the next day and it was a little late. Bo Yunli came out of the shower, stood beside the sink in the bedroom, and applied the second time to the hand sanitizer in the palm of his palm.

After washing, he took a few tissues and carefully tilted his fingers until he didn't touch a drop of water.

He held the sink with one hand and pinched his eyebrows with the other. After a while, he glanced into the mirror.

His eyes are beautiful, but cold.

He clearly has a heartless and unkind appearance, but after meeting someone...

He meticulously wore his good clothes, slowly put on his gentle and light glasses, turned around and walked out.

Lu Wenbin was already waiting in the living room.

A new file came from Szhou.

I thought the president would have recovered well after sleeping for a while today, but when I saw the president, I realized that there was a layer of light blue under the president's eyelids.

Why do you think it’s a bit overly?

Bo Yunli didn't go to the group immediately, so he sat down on the sofa first, took the documents and looked it up.

Bo Zhan passed by the living room and looked at his handsome grandson with satisfaction. He was about to leave, but he stepped back for a while.

He also realized that the handsome Sun looked a little hard to describe today.

As a person who has experienced it, he sat next to Bo Yunli earnestly and chatted: "Yunli, what has he developed to?"

Bo Yunli's hand holding the document was stagnant.

But after he had such a dream, what is the way to ask himself this kind of question?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Bo Zhan asked again: "Is this true?"

Bo Yunli raised his eyelids and looked at him, and saw his grandfather pouting, like a goldfish that was lacking in oxygen...

Kissing is only indirect, the kind that drinks a glass of water together.

Of course he wouldn't say it.

Bo Yunli was silent for two seconds and looked at Lu Wenbin who was secretly laughing: "You can customize something later."

Lu Wenbin curled his smile: "Okay CEO, what should I customize?"

Last time, I customized the school uniform for Ms. Su.

Bo Yunli spit out two clear words: "Curves."

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Chapter completed!