The Boss is Very Busy

Consciousness trembled suddenly, pulling Lin Xinghe away from the darkness, the pale boy lying on the bed opened his long and thick eyelashes, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his jet-black eyes stared at the ceiling.

He sat up on the bed with no expression on his face, and the neat and clean room was silent.

There is no one except him.

The young man's fingertips were silently clenched, he stood up, the pupils under the broken hair were deep and deep, and it seemed that there were water ripples.

There was a slight sound of pushing the door, and the young man with deep facial features was taken aback for a while, then he slowly raised his eyes, and the dark pupils were clear.

MuMian was surprised, she raised her eyebrows: "Awake?"

She walked over and put the white porcelain bowl on the table.

The small bowl collided with the table and made a slight noise. The boy's white fingertips trembled, and he gripped the black sheet tightly.

The girl raised her eyes and looked at him. The young boy's clean hair was slightly messy, and the clothes that were always neat and clean had numerous wrinkles at this moment. His complexion was unwavering and he looked calm to the point of no emotion.

"I cooked porridge for you, you..."

"Why don't you go?"

The words that MuMian hadn't said yet were just stuck in the throat.

He lifted his slender lips slightly. I don't know why, the color of his lips was not the same as before, and they looked pale and dim.

MuMian lowered his eyes: "You fainted. I can't let you stay here alone. If something happens to you, I can't escape."

The boy's expression was very calm, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and suddenly, the boy stood up, his figure was slender and straight, his long legs started slowly and walked towards the man.

The girl stood there, watching him approach, she raised her eyebrows.

"what happened?"

The long figure approached, he leaned down slightly, stretched out his distinct fingers to touch the girl's small face, and gently stroked his dark eyes. I don’t know how many emotions flashed through his eyes, and his eyes were narrow. Looking at the person in front of you.

"You chose not to leave...Mianmian, you are eighteen years old and you are already an adult."

There was a danger signal in MuMian, and she blinked, understanding what he meant.

She took a step back, frowning her delicate eyebrows slightly.

"I already said I broke up."

"Well, I know." His tone was calm and he showed no emotions. His cool fingertips touched the smooth skin, and his deep eyes became darker: "But what about that?"

so what?

Even if she said, in his heart, MuMian and him will always be tied together forever.

No one can leave anyone.

He stretched out his other hand, and under his **** throat were neatly buttoned buttons. At this moment, the white buttons were picked up by a pair of white jade fingers and untied.

MuMian watched his movements, her watery eyes were slightly startled, she reached out and pushed the boy.

"I should go back."

The slender body can't be pushed open anyhow, the buttons of his clothes are unbuttoned, revealing a white and shiny young body, under the beautiful clavicle line is the delicate chest and muscles, the line extends from the neck to the waist, every detail is Perfect and beautiful.

The crystal-clear fingers moved slowly on the pitch-black belt, MuMian breathed for a while, understanding his next intentions.

She said silently and withdrew a little.

The cold and thin lips were covered, the girl tilted her head slightly, her shoulder was firmly imprisoned by the boy's arm, she was now like a fish on the chopping board, unable to move.