Dressed As The Deviant's Boss Beloved

"Thank you ~"

Ye Xian happily took the stick to tease the cat. When he received the cat snack, his hand stopped.

Yes, it's the dried strawberry she ate.

As if to see her complex psychological activities, Bo tingshen leisurely said, "you can eat with it."

"You..."

Ye Xian clenched his fist at him.

Forget it, for the sake of Persian cat, I don't care about him.

"Is this your cat, chief executive? What's your name? "

"Persia."

“？” Ye Xian wondered, "is it Persia? Name of the variety

"Well."

Ye Xian: it's so boring. A big straight man, such a lovely cat, doesn't even deserve a name here. He's so outrageous.

Ye Xian discontented Du mouth, thin court deep see, black feather jade eyebrow micro Yang, "what's the matter?"

"If it's my cat, it must have a nice name."

"What's your name?"

"It's so white and round, like a snowball."

"Snowball, come here."

Bo tingshen beckons to Persia. Although Persia, whose name has been changed, is confused, he jumps out of Yexian's arms and squats quietly in his hand.

Ye Xian was a little surprised.

Surprised that this Persian cat is really smart, and also surprised that the president agreed to change his name?

"President, it's called snowball?"

Thin court deep eyelid tiny lift, "still have other names?"

"No, no, that's it!" Ye Xian sat beside him happily, his little hand stretched out restlessly toward the snowball, and then he was caught by the man's big hand.

The cat's hand caught on the spot, "..."

Ye Xian said to him with a dry smile, "president, can I borrow snowball for a roll?"

Her flattering appearance is more attractive than any scenery.

Bo Ting deeply pinched the little hand in the palm of his hand. His eyes were dim, not only snowball but also other things.

"Well."

yeah!

Ye Xian happily carried away the snowball.

She has been fond of cats since she was a child, but she couldn't raise them when she was in school. After finishing her job, she went directly into the entertainment industry. Sometimes she was so busy that she even had a hungry meal, let alone taking care of a cat.

Ye Xian had fun playing with snowball with cat stick and cat snacks.

Bo tingshen didn't have the heart to watch TV. His heart was hooked by the laughter of others.

Ye Xianzheng swayed the cat, suddenly felt a hand fell on her head, and rubbed it irritably.

She looked at him strangely. "President, don't touch me. I'm wet."

"What?" The thin court is deep, the voice color is slightly heavy, the double eyes are burning to look at her, "I touch you, why can wet you?"

"Because the ends of my hair are not dry yet. When you touch them, the water spills on me." She said, picking up the snowball. "And the snowball!"

"Xianxian, here comes strawberry cake ~"

Wen Yan, who finished the strawberry cake, happily came over with the cake, followed by the thin and steep peak of flour.

Ye Xian put down the stick to tease the cat, "it's so beautiful, Auntie's good craftsmanship!"

"The mouth is so sweet. Go wash your hands and get ready to start!"

"Good."

He can make a cake for his rival. Bo Junfeng sits discontentedly on the sofa and suddenly realizes that something is wrong. When he came here just now, ye Xian seemed to be playing with Persia?

"Tingshen, why is Ye Xian playing with Persia?"

How did tingshen agree?

How is that possible?

Bo tingshen: "it's called snowball now."