Out of control and sinking

Jiang Ruan sighed, "Sigh, how can the difference between people be so great?"

Bo Ye raised an eyebrow and smiled, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Ruan looked up at him, pouting, "You asked me about my New Year's wishes, and all I could think of was myself and you, but you were thinking of the country and its people. Compared to that, my perspective suddenly seems so narrow."

"Indeed, there's a reason behind some things; the way bosses think is just different from how employees think."

Hearing her sarcastic words, Bo Ye found the little woman extremely cute, and he smiled and reached out to pinch her cheek.

"It was just a casual remark, and it makes you jealous?"

"Shall I choose another one?"

Jiang Ruan: "No need."

"Your wish is very good."

"It will definitely come true."

As she spoke, the man suddenly lowered his head and leaned close to her ear. Jiang Ruan felt a tingling sensation on her earlobe, as if he were biting it.

She unconsciously gripped his fingertips: "Bo Ye."

Her voice was soft and gentle.

When the message reached Bo Ye's ears, it sounded more like an unspoken invitation.

Bo Ye's Adam's apple bobbed, and his thin lips pressed against her earlobe as he kissed her gently, saying, "My New Year's wish is to try to fatten you up, especially your X, and strive to get you to a C."

Jiang Ruan glared at him, her ears ringing, and blushed as she pushed him away, saying, "Go away, go away."

"Who wants C? I'm already good enough for that."

She said, "If it's C, should I even wear a dress? It would affect my posture too much."

Bo Ye laughed: "How could that be?"

"I've heard that a C cup is the standard for the perfect woman."

“If you became a C,” Bo Ye’s gaze fell down, the curve of his lips deepening, “you would be even more perfect.”

"cut"

Jiang Ruan didn't like discussing this topic with him.

I feel like I'm a commodity.

Born with a rebellious streak, words of retort instantly flooded her mind.

It's said that there are even 30cm things in the world.

But she didn't dare to say it.

Isn't that just handing yourself over to die?

Given Bo Ye's temperament, cough... cough cough
She won't be able to get out of bed and walk for the next few days.

Jiang Ruan was quite self-aware. After watching the fireworks, Bo Ye carried Jiang Ruan out of the living room.

But it went in a different direction.

Looking at the rose petals and candlelight arranged around her, Jiang Ruan teased, "President Bo, it's as if you've returned to simplicity."

Bo Ye glanced at her: "Hmm?"

"You're getting more and more romantic now," Jiang Ruan said. "Could this be another one of Chen Nan's ideas for you?"

Bo Ye coughed lightly: "How could that be?"

"I searched it on Baidu."

Jiang Ruan: "."

She knew
"Don't you women all like this?" Bo Ye asked her. "Don't you?"

Jiang Ruan was finally convinced, sighed, and nodded: "I like it."

With a relieved tone: "That's not bad either, at least you can Google how to create romance for me."

They were quite proud of it.

Bo Ye said, "I originally wanted to use a drone."

"I think you would prefer drones, but unfortunately we can't use them today because of the fireworks."

Bo Ye frowned, clearly displeased.

Jiang Ruan was quite moved: "Okay, this is already very good."

She smiled and said, "I was indeed quite surprised."

"thank you."

Bo Ye's emotions vanished in an instant, and he looked at her with a smile: "Save your thanks for later."

Jiang Ruan then realized what was happening.

They didn't take the route to the elevator.

Instead, they went to the door of another room.

She stared wide-eyed: "Where is this?"

Bo Ye opened the door and turned on the light.

It turned out to be an exceptionally large and luxurious presidential suite.

The French-style decor, with its palatial murals and warm yellow lighting, creates a wonderful atmosphere.

Jiang Ruan was shocked, but upon closer inspection, she realized that the content of the palace murals on the wall was clearly... (End of Chapter)