Hold Ye Shao's thick thighs tightly

Chapter 1693 President’s Sweet Daily Life (2)

Xia Lin complained loudly! "

Ye Sihan said in a low voice, "If you don't want to be enslaved, then you're going to make trouble with me every day like the fifth girl quarreled with Cheng Yanqian."

Xia Lin, "..."

She looked at Ye Sihan with innocent eyes!
Ye Sihan looked at her, "What is certain is that you are more troublesome than that girl, and you are more capable of torturing people."

Xia Lin, "..."

She looked up at Ye Sihan.

Ye Sihan, "Why, isn't it?"

Xia Lin said coquettishly, "Then may I ask President Ye, are you complimenting me?"

Ye Sihan, "Of course."

Xia Linjiao smiled, and pecked lightly on his thin lips with red lips, "Okay, I'm not tired anymore, I've been revived with full blood, and I can continue working."

Ye Sihan hugged Xia Lin and sat on her seat, "Come on, let me sleep in my arms for a while."

She is getting thinner and thinner, which makes people feel distressed!

Not only did he feel sorry for him, but all over the country, a group of men and women felt sorry for him, and they kept appealing to him on his personal website, calling on him to be nice to the president, to give her early and delicious food, and to make him fat.

Xia Lin leaned against Ye Sihan's arms, smelling his breath, felt at ease, closed her eyes, gently tugged at the collar of the suit with her fingers, unbuttoned it, and pressed her entire face against his shirt, his heart s position.

Ye Sihan looked down, kissed the top of her head lightly, and began to help her with the work.

Xia Lin was indeed tired, and his embrace was too warm and safe, so he fell asleep naturally within a few minutes.

Ye Sihan glanced down, thinking seriously.

Is it really over-served as she said?

Seeing how thin she is, it seems that she can consider reducing it, once every two days is fine.

After deciding, he concentrated on his work.

……

An hour later, Xia Lin woke up.

When I opened my eyes, I could still hear the sound of paper flipping, and occasionally the sound of lightly tapping the keyboard.

Obviously, he is still focused on work.

Afraid of disturbing him, she didn't make a sound, and just quietly leaned against Ye Sihan's arms.

Half an hour later, when I heard that he was temporarily done, I stretched in his arms, "I'll make you a cup of coffee."

Ye Sihan let out a "hmm".

(End of this chapter)