Out of control and sinking

Bo Ye chuckled softly, his sharp face showing a faint smile. Seeing her fair and delicate feet exposed, he reached out and pinched them, teasingly saying, "It's not like we haven't seen them before, what's there to be shy about?"

"That's different." Jiang Ruan quickly pulled her feet back; it was indeed stuffy under the covers. Her face flushed, she pulled off the thin blanket, her little face puffed out: "How can you do that? Can't you just leave me there?"

Bo Ye: "I'm afraid you'll fall."

“But that’s a toilet!” Jiang Ruan said, “How could I have fallen?”

It's nonsense.

He did it on purpose, deliberately wanting to see her embarrassed.

Bo Xilai was cunning; how could she not have guessed?

Stared at by her, Bo Ye coughed lightly and said, "Okay, if you want to go again later, I'll leave you there."

Jiang Ruan: "..."

"Want to wash up? I'll carry you there?" Bo Ye asked considerately.

Jiang Ruan then realized that she hadn't washed up yet, and her knees were hurting terribly, so she probably wouldn't be able to walk over.

He was willing to be bossed around by her.

Then she won't be polite.

"alright."

So Jiang Ruan moved to the edge of the bed, cleared her throat, and imitated a joke from the internet, using a high-pitched voice: "Please take your princess to wash up."

She was acting all coy and affected.

Bo Ye chuckled, knowing he was indulging her, and walked over, bending down to pick her up.

The scent of the man's cologne immediately filled Jiang Ruan's nostrils. His arms were exceptionally strong, and he carried her with ease.

Bo Ye carried her to the bathroom, put her on the sink, and even thoughtfully squeezed toothpaste onto her toothbrush.

"Please." He handed it to her, a smile playing on his lips: "Princess."

Jiang Ruan's fingers trembled as she took the toothbrush.

Why does his smile look so malicious?

She pursed her lips and ignored it.

"Thank you."

I took the toothbrush and continued brushing my teeth.

After washing up, when Jiang Ruan came out, Bo Ye had the servants bring the prepared brunch into the room.

Jiang Ruan watched the maid's actions with surprise: "When did you ask them to do this?"

Bo Ye was in his office when he heard this. He turned his head and glanced at her, replying, "Two hours ago." "I was thinking you'd be hungry when you woke up, so I kept you warm in the incubator."

"Oh."

He's quite considerate.

The table was quickly filled with items.

Eight dishes and one soup.

These are all foods that Jiang Ruan likes to eat.

The aroma soon wafted over; she could smell sweet and sour pork.

Jiang Ruan hadn't eaten much yesterday, and now, smelling the delicious aroma, her stomach couldn't help but rumble.

The sound was loud, and Bo Ye heard it too.

Bo Ye turned his head and saw her looking at him with a slightly flushed and embarrassed face. She said, "I'm hungry."

"You can be busy later, have something to eat with me first."

Jiang Ruan held his arm and said, "It's too boring to eat by myself."

Listen, Bo Ye thought for two seconds: "Wait for me for a minute."

Jiang Ruan: "Okay."

The man's well-defined, delicate hands were typing rapidly on the keyboard, as if he were chatting with someone.

Jiang Ruan sat down next to him and leaned over to take a look.

It's all in English.

She doesn't speak English well and can only understand certain words.

It seems like they were talking about finance, the stock market, or something like that.

Jiang Ruan stared at the time.

Soon, the minute is up.

But she didn't bother him. Although she was hungry, he was busy and wouldn't mind taking a few more minutes to eat.

She was just about to pick up her phone to play for a while when she heard the sound of a laptop closing beside her.

Bo Ye said, "Let's go eat."

Jiang Ruan was shocked: "Are you done with your work?"

"Actually, I'm not particularly hungry. If you're busy, you can..." I'll eat first.