Dressed as a Man, I Became Tycoon's Sweetheart-Chapter 789 - 790: A Pervert
Chapter 789 -790: A Pervert
In the French-style bathtub, Ye Xian squinted her eyes, happily humming a tune and playing with bubbles when she reached for a towel nearby⦠only to unexpectedly pull out a handkerchief?
She took a closer look, huh? Wasnβt this her Little Strawberry handkerchief? How could it be here? Hadnβt she just placed it outside?
Wait, this one looked not as new as hers, and it was folded neatly, corner to corner, edge to edge, placed on the shelfβonly someone with cleanliness obsession or compulsive disorder could do such a thing. ππ«ππ²π¨πππππ―ππΉ.ππ¨πΊ
Could it beβ¦? Her memory suddenly flashed back to the scene at the sports arena where she had used the strawberry handkerchief to wipe the CEOβs hands.
This one belonged to the CEO?
Hehe, hadnβt he said heβd thrown it away as trash?
Turns out he not only hadnβt thrown it away, but also kept it securely hidden, taking it wherever he went, the level of his cherishing clear to see.
Tsk tsk, a man whose actions contradict his words, oh! He likes Little Strawberry, why not just say it! She wouldnβt refuse him.
Ye Xian unfolded the handkerchief in front of her eyes to take a closer look, truly, her taste was impeccable, even a top boss couldnβt resist its charm, butβ¦ besides her own scent, why was there a faint scent of musk?
The CEO didnβt smell like this, what had he used this handkerchief for?
Ye Xian looked puzzled.
Half an hour later, the young lady, wearing an oversized menβs shirt, walked out of the bathroom, fresh and brisk.
The freshly bathed girl, her hair wet and dripping, lips red and teeth white, skin porcelain-like, droplets running down the flawless contours of her delicate face to her defined collarbones, was particularly seductive, especially in the radiant morning sunlight as if she had stepped out of a painting.
When Bo Tingshen carried the breakfast out of the kitchen, this was the scene he walked into.
The youth swayed his head in the bright sunlight, letting the wind lift his beautiful silver-white hair, water droplets reflecting the colorful sunlight, his delicate features highlighted by the light, the scene romantically beautiful as if deliberately seducing someone.
Ye Xian was drying her hair when her hair dryer was suddenly taken from her hands, and before she could turn around, she was already embraced from behind.
Ye Xian, β?β
βDonβt move, let me help you.β
Bo Tingshenβs voice was deep as he turned the dryer to the lowest setting and gently blew it on her hair.
Ye Xian looked down at his hands tightly clasping her waist, ββ¦β If itβs just drying, why the hug?
βAlright, CEO, youβre so kind~β
As she spoke, she gently poked his arm with her finger, signaling him to move away.
But the man hugged her even tighter, the undeniable force silently declaring his sovereign right to do as he pleased.
Ye Xianβs body was pressed tightly against his broad and hot chest, faintly feeling his pounding heart and the top-tier muscle contours under her skin, she couldnβt help but swallow her saliva and stammered, βCEO, whatβ¦ why are you holding me?β
βWhatβs wrong with holding you?β
β?β Assertively, Ye Xian felt momentarily unjustified, βIt just seems a bit redundant for you to holdβ¦ hold me like this.β
Bo Tingshen, βMy clothes on you seem a bit redundant too, should you take them off?β
Ye Xian immediately shut her mouth, ββ¦β
Best to speak less. At this moment, she was βa manβ, shouldnβt be so sensitive about physical contact, otherwise the clever CEO might suspect something unusual.
No sooner had Ye Xian comforted herself with this thought than she felt⦠the man above her head lowering it to sniff her hair?
The youthβs silver-white hair fluttered in the air, releasing a faint fragrance of shampoo and a natural body scent, entering the manβs nostrils like a colorless, tasteless poison, inhaled deep into his lungs, addictive and enticing.
Bo Tingshen couldnβt help but lean over, burying deeply in her hair to take a deep inhale.
Xianxian.
His Xianxian.
βThisβ¦ this seems a bit like a perverted scene from a Japanese manga, right?! β
Ye Xian was startled and asked him somewhat inexplicably, βCEO, what are you doing? Why are you smelling my hair?β
After a while, he lifted his head and switched off the hairdryer.
βThereβs still a smell of alcohol.β
Ye Xianβs mouth twitched, ββ¦β Hehehe, so all this was just to ridicule her smell? And holding onto her was to prevent her from running away while he teased? What a boring bad man!
βLetβs get ready to eat.β
βGot it.β
Ye Xian rubbed the hair he had just sniffed, feeling a slight tingling on her scalp.
On the dining table, there was a big glass of fresh milk, French egg rolls, bacon potato soup, and French toast.
Ye Xian tidied up her hair slightly and saw the βdelicaciesβ on the table. She joked, βCEO, whatβs the special occasion today that you even bother to βpoisonβ the food personally?β
Bo Tingshen glanced at her and continued pouring milk.
Ye Xian chuckled, βJust kidding. Actually, I really admire your spirit of facing difficulties head-on!β
Bo Tingshen: βFacing difficulties head-on?β
βYeah, if I had no talent in cooking, I would have given up straight away, not persistent like you.β
Bo Tingshen: βYou indeed wonβt have the chance to face it head-on, nor do you have my endurance.β
Ye Xian: ββ¦β Sheesh, praise you a bit and you get all puffed up, not modest at all.
She huffed lightly and chose the French toast from the not-so-safe looking breakfast options. The toast, crispy brown, enclosed eggs and cheese, sprinkled with a layer of powdered sugar, embellished with fresh strawberry slices and blueberry pieces on the side.
Thatβs what Iβll eat!
Ye Xian picked up the toast and gently took a bite.
Her pretty cherry lips parted slightly, biting into the toast, her tender little tongue delicately playing with the stretching cheese, casting a faint enticing pink sheen in the sunlight, her movements graceful and captivating.
Bo Tingshen stared at her, unwittingly spilling the milk in his cup.
Only he knew how delicious, soft, sweet, and temptingly seductive that taste was, making him wish he couldβ¦ foreverβ¦
Hmm?
The taste this time was surprisingly good?
βCEO, did you really make this? Itβs very goodβ¦β
Ye Xian was about to lift her head to ask him when she saw him staring straight at her, his gaze intense and heated, as if he wanted to devour her, just like what she had dreamt at the doorway.
What was going on? Why was the CEO looking at her with such eyes all morning?
A streak of milk spilled towards her, and Ye Xian quickly stood up, almost dripping on herself.
βCEO, your milk is overflowingβ¦β
Ye Xian watched as his already full cup continued to fill, astonished, βHeβ¦ is he so mesmerized by watching me that he overfilled it?β
How could such a usually focused tycoonβ¦
It was indeed about to overflow.
Bo Tingshen stopped pouring the milk, staring at her unblinkingly as if asking about a very serious matter, βYe Xian, do you really not remember anything from last night?β
