Miss Si's feigned innocence went too far, and the aloof Mr. Bo was easily swayed.

"Ninth Master..."

Si Yuan watched Bo Yusen get into the car. Without him saying anything, she pretended to be flustered and stood by the car, not daring to make a decision on her own.

Bo Yusen looked at her calmly, "Sticky rice ball, do you want some more or not?"

Si Yuan's eyes lit up when she saw the box in his hand, and she immediately got into the car.

"eat."

Upon opening the box, a fragrant aroma wafted out, and it was still warm.

Si Yuan was surprised that Bo Yusen would send over glutinous rice balls.

Gently crush the glutinous rice skin with your teeth, and the black sesame filling inside will instantly flow out. It is as dense and delicate as a cloud, sweet and fragrant with a moist oiliness, but not greasy.

The chewy texture of the glutinous rice balances the richness of the filling, making every bite chewy, sweet, and delicious.

Si Yuan squinted her eyes contentedly.

Noticing that Bo Yusen was staring at her, she handed him another one from the box. "Ninth Master, the glutinous rice balls are delicious. You should try some."

"Eat it yourself."

The phone kept ringing, and Bo Yusen kept busy answering the calls with one hand and looking at the computer with the other.

Si Yuan ate the glutinous rice balls obediently without disturbing anyone.

Men who work hard are indeed the most handsome.

I can never get enough of looking at it.

Bo Yusen bought a total of five glutinous rice balls, but Si Yuan could only eat two and couldn't eat any more.

She carefully put away the other three, then rested her chin on her hand and stared at Bo Yusen.

Perhaps her gaze was too intense, for Bo Yusen looked at her indifferently and asked, "What?"

"Ninth Master...you're so handsome..."

"so?"

Si Yuan suddenly leaned in, her bright black eyes meeting his lips. "May I kiss you?"

"I'll count to three. If you don't refuse, I'll take that as a yes."

A sly glint flashed in Si Yuan's eyes: "Three—"

She quickly kissed Bo Yusen on the lips.

After the kiss, she laughed happily, like a wicked little vixen who had succeeded in her scheme.

Bo Yusen stared at her intently, and Si Yuan wondered if he was angry again—

He suddenly hooked his arm around the back of her neck and kissed her fiercely and domineeringly.

Si Yuan had just finished eating the glutinous rice ball, and the fragrance and sweetness of the glutinous rice still lingered on her lips.

Bo Yusen's kiss was like a typhoon, sweeping away all the sweetness from her lips and tongue.

Si Yuan noticed that Bo Yusen seemed to really enjoy biting her.

Several times when she took the initiative to seduce him and he retaliated, he kissed her very fiercely.

It gave her the illusion that if they weren't in the car and there was a blue sea in front of them, she would probably have been devoured by him.

Si Yuan was so kissed that her whole body went limp and she couldn't muster any strength.

She felt a suffocating sensation, as if she couldn't breathe, and pushed Bo Yusen in protest.

After releasing his grip, Bo Yusen glared at him with fiery black eyes. "What? You can't handle this?"

Without giving Si Yuan a chance to answer, he kissed her again.

Si Yuan felt very hot, which was caused by Bo Yusen's body temperature. Her mind went blank, and her body uncontrollably leaned into Bo Yusen's arms.

She gently massaged her waist in a conciliatory manner, panting slightly.

"No...we can't kiss anymore?"

"Um?"

A soft "hmm" with a rising tone sounded in my ear, the deep, magnetic voice carrying warmth.

Si Yuan felt a tingling sensation spread from the back of her neck throughout her entire body.

Her heart skipped a beat, and her cheeks flushed crimson. "My...my mouth is numb..."

Bo Yusen gave a light hum and continued to immerse himself in his work.

Compared to Si Yuan, who was panting heavily, he didn't even have any trouble breathing.

really……

A strong man is strong in every way.

Suddenly, something clicked in Si Yuan's muddled mind. "Ninth Master, this is for you..."

She handed a delicate box to Bo Yusen, "You saved me, this is a thank you gift."

Bo Yusen glanced at the box but didn't take it. "No need, lest Miss Si gets upset and throws it away again."

Si Yuan knew he was referring to the incident of throwing the brooch into the lake.

They hold grudges quite a bit.

Si Yuan opened the box and took out the contents. "This is something I spent a long time designing and refining; I won't throw it away."

Bo Yusen looked at the thing in Si Yuan's hand, and his expression changed slightly.

Si Yuan was holding a brooch.

"Birds cannot live without forests, and forests cannot live without birds. You said the brooch you want most should depict birds perched in the forest..."

Si Yuan kept Bo Yusen's words in mind.

Since Bo Yusen didn't like the brooch from last time, there was no reason to keep it, so she designed one that he would like.

Si Yuan placed the brooch in Bo Yusen's hand. "It's quite a coincidence, my name is Yuan, a kind of bird, while Ninth Master's name is Sen—"

"Birds cannot live without trees and forests, and I cannot live without Ninth Master—"

The hand gripping the brooch tightened suddenly, and Bo Yusen's face instantly turned extremely ugly.

"parking!"

At his command, Lan Hai pulled the car over to the side of the road.

"get off."

Bo Yusen said this to Si Yuan.

Si Yuan was a little at a loss. She thought that giving Bo Yusen the brooch he liked would make him happy.

What's wrong again?

"Ninth Master, I..."

"get off!"

Bo Yusen's tone was cold and hard, so Si Yuan had no choice but to get out of the car first.

Before Si Yuan could react, the car had already disappeared around the street corner.

"..."

A man's heart is truly unfathomable.

After Si Yuan got out of the car, Bo Yusen did not return to the company, but went to Mingxin Pavilion instead.

Mingxin Pavilion is where Bo Yusen keeps his birds. Whenever Bo Yusen is unhappy, he goes there to spend some time.

The pavilion, built by the water, is surrounded by tall trees. Inside the pavilion are several thick paulownia logs, with a kite perched on each log.

Their wings are tightly packed, their tail feathers spread out like arrow feathers, and when they stand still, their necks are slightly tucked in, their eyes scanning their surroundings warily. Only when he approaches will they relax and gently shake their heads.

A black-winged kite flew over and landed on Bo Yusen's shoulder. Bo Yusen raised his hand and touched its smooth wings.

Those ferocious birds of prey that were so menacing in front of outsiders now gently nuzzled his fingertips, their wildness replaced by a secret dependence.

The air was filled with the scent of moisture and the dry smell of kite feathers.

Bo Yusen leaned against the railing, a small piece of fresh meat in his hand. As he raised his hand, several kites simultaneously flapped their wings and swarmed around him.

Instead of rushing ahead, they took the food in an orderly manner, their movements swift and showing absolute obedience to him.

"You are much more obedient than that kite."

That night, Bo Yusen had a rare dream.

In my dream, a little girl wearing a pink floral dress was squatting by a pond.

The little girl looked to be only three years old; it was dangerous for her to be so small by the pond.

He went over and saw that she was covered in dirt and wanted to wash her clothes with the water in the pool.

"Did those bastards bully you?"

The sound suddenly came from behind, startling the little girl.

"No... I just tripped and fell by accident."

The little girl spoke in a soft, sweet voice, saying that she had fallen down on her own, but her little face looked wronged and like she was about to cry.

"Don't wash anymore, I'll take you to change your clothes."

He had someone change the little girl's clothes, and the little girl was very happy, toddling over to him with her short legs.

"Brother, what's your name?"

"Bo Yusen..."

"Hmm? Which three words?"

He wrote his name on the ground with a twig.

The little girl pointed to the last character, "I know this character, Mikimori... From now on, I'll call you Miki-nii ...

Bo Yusen patted the little girl's head and smiled. "Okay, what about you? What's your name?"

The little girl smiled brightly, "My name is A-Yuan—"