The pampered palm of the president

Chapter 771 Believe in yourself
When I woke up, the sky was bright, the sun was a bit sinister, and it was almost noon.

Xuan Li rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed, and saw Situ Qingyin sitting at the table looking at things.

"Did I sleep all morning?"

It was morning when they arrived, and it was only noon now, so it seemed that she hadn't slept for long.

"You slept all day and all night."

Hearing her voice, Situ Qingyin closed the things in his hand, got up and walked over.

Xuan Liyou vaguely saw that what he closed seemed to be the document that Jiang Yuannan had given her before.

"You helped me deal with it again?"

Xuan Li rubbed her eyes worryingly, sat up from the bed, the bathrobe she wore yesterday was a little loose, she pulled it casually to cover the half exposed spring light.

"No, I just marked it. As the largest shareholder, I should be qualified to see this thing."

A flash of light flashed in Situ Qingyin's black eyes, avoiding his gaze, picked up a retro skirt from a low stool by the bed and handed it to her.

"Put this on today, and I'll show you the current Jiyuan Resort."

"This dress looks like the one I wore when we first met."

Xuan Liyou took the skirt and shook it off, unexpectedly found that even the pleats on the cuffs were very similar.

"It seems you still remember."

Situ Qingyin's Bo Yi's lips curled into a pleasant smile.

"Of course, I met a very arrogant and bold person that day."

Xuanli was full of worry, seeing that Situ Qingyin had no intention of walking away, his cheeks were flushed, and he turned his back to him and took off the bathrobe on his body.

The snow-white bathrobe slipped off and she threw it on the bed.

The slender back was exposed in front of Situ Qingyin.

After staring at it for a while, he finally retreated and went to the window to open the antique shutters.

The cool wind rushed in through the narrow gaps in the blinds, dispelling the heat in my heart.

After giving birth, Xuanliyou's figure is better than before, and he can hardly control himself with just a back view.

That holy figure with a hint of maturity and charm lingered in his mind all the time.

Xuan Liyou, who had changed into a skirt, combed her long hair with her fingers, walked to the wooden table and sat down to look through the documents.

Hearing the sound of pulling the wooden stool away, Situ Qingyin turned around and walked over.

"You've done all this, what else should I do?"

Xuan Liyou looked down at the document in his hand.

Situ Qingyin listed the feasibility and shortcomings of each plan.

The strong font pierces through the back of the paper, the font is just like his person, handsome and upright, even more beautiful than the computer typed ones.

As he said, the last stroke of his pen is always very light, and there is a little agility in the square.

"You can read what I wrote, and then give your own suggestions for improvement."

Situ Qingyin hugged her waist from behind and put his chin on her shoulder.

"Go down according to your train of thought, I don't need to say that they all know what to do."

Xuan Liyou pouted, she wanted to handle business by herself.

"Aside from you, who else would understand my thinking? Li You, believe in yourself."

Situ Qingyin smiled lightly.

He believed that without his help, Xuan Liyou would have handled it well.

But he didn't want her to be exhausted.

"Ok."

Xuanli stretched anxiously, picked up the fountain pen that Situ Qingyin had just put down, and began to write.

She didn't write for a long time, and it was only half an hour before she put down the pen.

Then Situ Qingyin went downstairs and brought her the stewed mashed preserved egg and lean meat porridge, as well as some light side dishes.

(End of this chapter)