The Boss is Very Busy

She thought it was a takeaway. After opening the door, the girl suddenly widened her eyes and looked at him in surprise.

The young boy's long stature leaned against the wall, his cheeks were slightly sideways, the contours of his face were perfect and exquisite, and under the slightly curly hair, he blinked his slender eyelashes.

After hearing the sound, he slowly raised his beautiful long eyelashes like butterfly wings, revealing a pair of dark and clear eyes, and looked at the girl outside the door.

He narrowed his eyes, then stood up straight, and put the phone between his fingers in his pocket.

Although there is a five-year difference between the two, the boy is half a head taller than her. MuMian can only look up at him, and she blinked.

"Why are you here?"

When the other party was talking, An Yin kept looking down at the girl's pink lips, until the other party's voice fell, and his long eyelashes slightly lowered to cover the dim pupils.

He lightly opened his blushing lips and his voice was hoarse inexplicably: "I asked for leave."

The boy took a step forward and got closer. MuMian looked at him and found that his small white face had a cyan circle under his eyes, and his eyes were still red.

MuMian opened his eyes slightly and didn't say anything. The slender young man suddenly staggered. An unstable boy wanted to fall, MuMian quickly raised his hand to catch him.

She looked at people dumbfounded, and couldn't help asking in confusion: "How did you come?"

An Yin fell into the opponent's arms, with his chin resting lightly on her shoulders, she didn't use any strength all over, almost as if she was trying to overwhelm the opponent.

He squinted his eyes, reflecting the floor-to-ceiling windows in the room, the light golden light made the boy's cheeks dyed with a hazy beauty, and his long eyelashes lightly hit Ying Ting's nose.

His eyes were clear, but he answered in a daze: "Fly by plane."

MuMian patted him on the shoulder: "You won't be the airplane in the early morning, right?"

"Yeah." The boy made a low nasal sound.

"..." MuMian didn't know what to say about him, so he had to pull the corner of his clothes: "You go to bed and lie down. You are so tired. Didn't you sleep last night?"

An Yin blinked her long fan-like eyelashes, pressed her thin lips slightly, frowned, her small face looked serious: "But..." He muttered, "I can't walk, what should I do?"

"..."

MuMian helped him walk to the bed, let him lie down, and covered him with a quilt.

"How many days off did you take?"

The young man lay flat, obediently letting the other party cover him.

Hearing this, his beautiful glass-like round eyes blinked. He looked at the ceiling as if thinking, and finally his gaze crossed the girl's cheek. The slightly dumb tone sounded like fine lines: "One day."

MuMian wanted to pour him a cup of hot water, but when he turned around, he was pulled by the corner of his clothes.

She turned her head, her eyes met.

Seeing that the teenager in bed suddenly sat up, his eyes widened by the sun's dazzling milky white, and his delicate face was tightly taut, appearing innocently wronged: "I miss you."

MuMian looked at him for a moment: "So I came here?"

The boy bit his lip, and the surroundings were white. He blinked helplessly, "Well, I saw the news...I know you deserve better." His face became pale for a moment: "But I'm so sad. ."

MuMian said: "I explained to you, it is fake."

An Yin stopped, he looked at the girl in a daze, "Are you angry with me?"

The girl was startled slightly: "I don't have one."