Of course, Li Jiahua couldn't see her micro-expression, so she clapped her hands and invited the crew to gather at a nearby barbecue restaurant.

As soon as he entered the barbecue restaurant, Ye Xian found the most corner seat and sat down, and Jiang Xin also sat down opposite her.

There were only four seats in a table. Ye Xian was eagerly looking forward to the crew members coming to make up the numbers, and a tall and majestic black shadow enveloped him.

Ye Xian slowly raised his head, his eyes froze.

Bo Tingshen: "Sit inside."

Ye Xian: My life is over!

Jiang Xin turned on the barbecue stove and looked up and saw this scene, she couldn't help but smile.

Ye Xian is so charming that even the nobles like President Bo who stand at the top of the pyramid are willing to sit with him, and she is worthy of being the boy she likes.

Ye Xian moved slowly like an old lady, moving inch by inch, feeling that his arms were not arms, and his legs were not legs.

When Pang Kai saw that the president's table was still one position away, he quickly filled it in with lightning speed.

The staff of "Works and Storms" all arrived at the barbecue restaurant where they were booked. As soon as Jiang Wanze entered the door, he saw... the eldest brother was sitting with Ye Xian.

Should I warn him not to get close to him?

But he knew the best of his elder brother's behavior. He had tens of thousands of thunder methods to cure a person, especially when dealing with a small person like Ye Xian, there was no way to appear in person.

When Cheng Jingshu saw Jiang Wanze’s eyes falling on Ye Xian, she tightened her arms slightly, "Wanze, let’s sit here."

Jiang Wanze sat down absent-mindedly, but his eyes were still lingering on Ye Xian.

As soon as Ye Xian moved inside, the man sat down beside her.

The seat on one side of the barbecue table was unblocked sofa-style. Ye Xian tried to sit inside, his body was almost against the wall, but he still smelled a faint smell.

The smell of expensive agarwood is faintly lingering between the nose, mellow and comfortable, making people unable to help but want to sniff a few more times.

What does the president smell?

Ye Xian and Yu Guang slanted slightly towards the people beside him.

Bo Tingshen loosened his tie with his hand and unbuttoned the suit buttons one by one. The slightly curled cuffs revealed the beautifully shaped wrist bones, and the fingers were clearly defined, symmetrical and slender.

It was midsummer and he only wore a white shirt inside. The material of the shirt was of excellent quality, and a thin layer wrapped around his strong body. You could vaguely see the clear solid muscles and smooth lines inside.

Ye Xian coughed lightly and forced himself to withdraw his gaze.

The president's figure is better than all the male actors she has ever met, and he is quite self-disciplined.

As soon as Bo Tingshen took off his coat, Pang Kai took it. After taking it, he took a look around and seemed to have no place to put it. Just as he was about to call the waiter, Ye Xian stood up cleverly and said, "Give it to me."

Pang Kai: "Give it to you?"

"I still have a place here. If not, I can hold it!" She said, looking at the people around her, her eyes gradually fascinated, "It is my honor to be able to hold the president's clothes."

"President, this..."

The president has always been obsessed with cleanliness, and his personal clothes are never allowed to be touched by anyone other than his personal assistant. Ye Xian wants to hug him, and Pang Kai naturally wants to ask for his opinions.

But Bo Tingshen didn't say anything, Pang Kai was a little confused. Is the president's attitude? Reject or acquiesce?

Ye Xianquan thought he had agreed and was about to take it. Jiang Xin took out a disposable sealed bag he carried with him, "Give it to me."
Chapter completed!