Dressed As The Deviant's Boss Beloved

"No, Mr. President, what's my attitude towards work?"

Ye Xian looked at him unconvinced.

What she did made him rise to such a serious issue of work attitude.

Bo tingshen: "neglect, lazy, a little bit of small things will use a double."

Ye Xian: "I..." this, she really can't argue, after all, a bath is really not a big deal, but

"What are you doing?"

Bo tingshen stares at her, and ye Xian's eyes turn to murmur. "I just feel that my status is low. It's pollution to touch the president's golden body like you!"

"I have been polluted by you."

Ye Xian

Daniel came up with the camera and asked, "president, shall we take a break or continue the shooting?"

"Go on."

Ye Xian looked at him in surprise.

You're in a hurry!

Daniel: OK

"Wait a minute." Ye Xian held him, "teacher Daniel, can the next scene be virtual?"

"Of course..."

Daniel takes a look at the thin court.

Of course, as a positive promotional film, there will certainly be no scale scenes, but the president did not order that.

"No!"

Daniel said seriously.

Ye Xian was disheartened.

“Action!”

Daniel: let's go.

In the photo studio, Bo tingshen sits obliquely beside the bathtub with his hand on the head of the shower. His collar is slightly open. His shirt sprayed with coke is half transparent and half bright. His slender legs span most of the bathroom. He looks lustful and a-listless. Even the air is filled with a smell of sin.

Ye Xian swallowed his saliva nervously, and then crept toward him. His eyes were wavering, just as if he were a thief.

Daniel looks at the camera and laughs.

How can a concubine be forced to serve the emperor?

Ye Xian went to Bo tingshen and slowly stretched out his hands. His fingertips trembled like chaff.

Thin court deep drooping eyes, looking at her shaking for a long time, even a button did not untie the small hand and face obviously flustered, eyebrows narrow, "Ye Xian, why don't you dare to look at me?"

Ye Xian: "ah? Dare not look at you? Yes, yes? No? "

Bo tingshen pinched her face with only one hand. The man's broad hand was bigger than her whole face. Her delicate face was easily pinched into a round bun shape by her slender knuckles.

"No?"

Ye Xian was pinched into a Dudu mouth by him, still stubborn way, "no!"

"Are you sure?"

"Sure, sure and sure!"

"If not..."

Bo tingshen let her go, pulled open the shirt with one hand, and felt toward the belt.

"Ah, ah, ah

Scared by him, ye Xian turns around and runs out of the bathroom.

The president is such a hooligan!

Daniel looks at Ye Xian who suddenly runs away from the camera and says "..." everyone is a man. What does he run for?

Ye Xian ran out of the studio in one breath, breathing the fresh air and calming his heart.

A quarter of an hour later, we can do a good job in psychological construction.

It's just filming. Don't mind. Just treat the president as a tree, a vase or a piece of grass.

Thinking, she turned around, Daniel team has come out of the studio, Bo tingshen has also put on a brand-new suit, the whole person is tall and straight, in full bloom.

Ye Xian Why did the president put on his clothes before the shooting? Can't it be that she was angry just now and regretted that she didn't want to take pictures for her?