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The sleeping area upstairs held little appeal for Bo Ying, but the lunch He Jingxiu had prepared for her ultimately swayed her resolve.
Looking at the picture He Jingxiu sent, Bo Ying’s willpower wavered.
After all, she loved good food.
Before agreeing to He Jingxiu, Bo Ying made a pact with him on WeChat.
She could go upstairs and eat with him, provided that it was only for eating, and she would still return to her own office to rest during lunchtime.
He Jingxiu glanced at his phone during a meeting break, chuckling softly as he replied: [What else do you want to do besides eat?]
Bo Ying: [...I’ve changed my mind, I’m not coming up.]
Through the screen, He Jingxiu could practically imagine her expression at that moment.
He subtly curved his lips, not daring to tease her further.
If he annoyed her, he’d have to coax her back himself.
Many people watching He Jingxiu during the meeting couldn’t help but wonder if he was discussing a major project or something else entirely.
After the meeting, someone familiar with Assistant Qi asked him if CEO He was in a good mood today.
Qi Xuezheng thought about the tasks He Jingxiu had given him and didn’t dare to be too explicit, but he did hint a little.
He had figured it out: He Jingxiu’s mood now fluctuated entirely because of one person.
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For lunch, Bo Ying told Pei Yunmeng about it. As her colleagues went to the cafeteria, she secretly went to He Jingxiu’s office.
When she arrived, the office door was open.
Bo Ying had always thought that He Jingxiu simply didn’t like closing the door, making it convenient for his assistant to enter and exit without knocking. However, she recently overheard colleagues chatting and confirmed with Assistant Qi that He Jingxiu only opened the door in advance when she was coming over.
He wanted Bo Ying to encounter no obstacles, not even needing to knock, when she came to him.
Stepping into the office again, Bo Ying felt a mix of familiarity and strangeness.
She looked up at the person behind the computer and called out, “CEO He, aren’t you eating?”
He Jingxiu raised his eyelids to look at her, then stood up, “Waiting for you.”
Sitting down at the dining table, Bo Ying’s eyes lit up at the sight of the food.
He Jingxiu saw her reaction and couldn’t help but smile, “So happy to see food?”
“Of course,” Bo Ying looked at him, “After a busy morning, only good food can comfort me for all my hard work.”
He Jingxiu raised an eyebrow, “Is the workload heavy?”
Bo Ying gave him a sidelong glance, deliberately saying, “What do you think?”
He Jingxiu didn’t dare to think.
He stared at her for a moment, his voice laced with a smile, “Then, should we eat up here every day from now on?”
“...”
Bo Ying pondered for a moment, then shook her head, “No, it wouldn’t look right if I came up every day.”
He Jingxiu saw her reaction and didn’t insist.
He gestured, “Eat first.”
They ate quietly.
To be honest, if she wasn’t afraid of being discovered by colleagues, Bo Ying would really want to come over every day for free food and drinks.
He Jingxiu knew what she liked and would specifically prepare it. More importantly, the environment here was too good. Eating here, looking out at the clear blue sky, and enjoying the air conditioning, made you feel that the world was exceptionally beautiful.
After eating, Bo Ying suddenly didn’t want to move.
She slumped on the table, as if she were useless.
He Jingxiu had someone come into the office to clean up the messy dining table. He lowered his gaze to her, the corners of his lips slightly curved, “Do you want to rest here?”
“...” Bo Ying glanced at him, propping her chin on her hand, “Let me think.”
He Jingxiu nodded, leisurely saying, “There’s a resting room inside. If you’re interested, you can take a look.”
Hearing this, Bo Ying eyed him suspiciously, feeling like something was a bit off.
She mulled over his words, “What’s inside?”
He Jingxiu played coy, “Go and see.”
Bo Ying: “...”
She looked at He Jingxiu’s serious expression and finally couldn’t resist her curiosity.
He Jingxiu’s resting room wasn’t big, but it was fully equipped despite its small size.
She looked around. There was a small, one-meter-wide bed, and beside it, a small round table next to the bed. On it was a small lamp and a bouquet of fresh flowers.
Bo Ying was stunned for a moment, pointing to the flowers and asking, “Do you usually have someone prepare flowers?”
“What are you thinking?” He Jingxiu pulled her to sit on the bed, “I prepared them for you.”
Originally, he had wanted to send Bo Ying flowers to her office, but she had refused.
Bo Ying was already a prominent figure in the company’s legal department; many colleagues were curious about her and would often single her out for a few minutes of discussion. If He Jingxiu sent her flowers every day, she might become a company celebrity again.
Therefore, she refused.
But she hadn’t expected He Jingxiu to prepare them for her in his own resting room.
She bent over, staring at the delicate, brightly colored flowers, observing them, “How did you know I would definitely come in?”
He Jingxiu looked up, countering, “Wouldn’t you?”
“...”
Bo Ying glared at him exasperatedly, muttering, “You just calculated it perfectly.”
Knowing she craved food, knowing she was highly curious.
He Jingxiu chuckled, then pulled her onto his lap.
“I wasn’t 100% sure you’d come in,” he confessed honestly, “If you didn’t come, I’d bring them to you after work.”
Hearing this explanation, Bo Ying felt a little happier.
She reached out and poked the beautiful flowers, feeling exceptionally cheerful.
“This bouquet is fresher than yesterday’s.”
He Jingxiu smiled, “Do you like this one more?”
Bo Ying looked at him, “I like both.”
As long as he sent them, she liked them.
He Jingxiu knew what she meant. He raised a hand and stroked her head, “Rest here?”
Bo Ying paused slightly, looking at him with a subtle expression, “What about you?”
Sleeping with the boss during working hours, it probably wasn’t very appropriate.
Although, they would likely just be purely sleeping.
He Jingxiu could read her little mind at a glance. He raised an eyebrow, pinching her plump little face, and asked, “Don’t you want to sleep with me?”
“...” Bo Ying choked slightly, mumbling indistinctly, “CEO He, it’s only our second day of dating.”
She looked at He Jingxiu, her meaning clear.
—Things were progressing too quickly.
Although their relationship hadn’t followed the normal course, Bo Ying felt that she should still maintain some reserve when appropriate.
He Jingxiu looked at her flushed ears and chuckled softly, “I still have things to do.”
He didn’t make things difficult for her anymore, “You sleep here.”
Hearing this, Bo Ying felt a sense of relief, but also a hint of regret.
She couldn’t quite explain why.
Perhaps—
She looked at the man in his shirt and suit trousers, her gaze sweeping from top to bottom, falling on his exposed, smoothly muscled forearms. She thought he had too good a figure, too tempting.
He Jingxiu said he would let her rest in the resting room, and he truly didn’t come in to disturb her.
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Bo Ying was very sleepy, but after lying down, she suddenly felt wide awake.
She struggled for a while, then simply took out her phone to chat with her “strategist.”
She tapped Zheng Jinyao’s profile picture, and the other side quickly sent her a question mark.
Bo Ying: [What are you doing?]
Zheng Jinyao: [Accompanying a client, sunbathing.]
Bo Ying: [...That’s so sad. I’m lying in an air-conditioned room.]
Zheng Jinyao: [? You don’t need to share that with me, sister.]
Bo Ying: [But I want to share with you, because you’re my good sister.]
Zheng Jinyao sent a string of ellipses in exasperation, then suddenly focused on the key point: [Lying down? Are you in He Jingxiu’s resting room?]
Bo Ying: [? How did you know?]
Zheng Jinyao: [Guessing. Can your office really lie down and rest?]
Bo Ying: [...Your guess makes me suspect that you’ve done this before and didn’t tell me.]
Zheng Jinyao: [.]
Bo Ying: [Don’t avoid the topic.]
Zheng Jinyao: [You’re lying in He Jingxiu’s resting room. Why would he let you have time to chat with me? Is he really not good enough?]
Bo Ying: [...............]
She was speechless, resigning herself to an adult with a mind full of indecent thoughts, and thus had to explain.
After hearing her explanation, Zheng Jinyao replied very calmly: [Oh.]
Bo Ying: [You’re too perfunctory.]
Zheng Jinyao: [Tsk, what exactly do you want to tell me? Do you feel bad that He Jingxiu isn’t lying with you, or do you regret that you have to wait another day to sleep with this man?]
Bo Ying: [Go sunbathe, goodbye.]
Zheng Jinyao: [No, wait. Let me tell you, for a high-quality man like CEO He, it’s worth it to sleep with him the day you start dating. Every time you don’t is your loss. At his age and with that physique, he’s in his prime!]
Bo Ying: [Good afternoon.]
Zheng Jinyao: [...Afternoon.]
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Putting her phone down, Bo Ying’s face flushed.
She pulled the blanket over her head, deeply regretting reaching out to Zheng Jinyao for a chat.
As soon as she closed her eyes, her mind couldn’t help but conjure up the words Zheng Jinyao had spoken, combining them with the image of the busy man outside.
She didn’t agree with some of Zheng Jinyao’s words.
But some, Bo Ying had to admit, made a lot of sense. He Jingxiu’s physique was indeed very good, and not sleeping with him was indeed her loss.
Suddenly, Bo Ying thought of the unspeakable dream she had last night.
In the dream, they rushed home from somewhere, not even having time to turn on the lights before pressing against the door, kissing.
The man’s breath was hot, and his dense kisses fell, forcing her to respond.
They kissed passionately.
They couldn’t even wait to go back to the room, their clothes scattered on the floor.
Later, they lay on the bed.
She touched the man’s protruding Adam’s apple, listening to his sexy gasps by her ear.
They embraced each other, pressed tightly together—
Suddenly, the alarm clock rang.
Bo Ying abruptly opened her eyes, still somewhat dazed as she saw the figure sitting by the bed.
“He Jingxiu?”
He Jingxiu was entirely obscured by light and shadow, appearing in her pupils like a dream, inexplicably blending with her dream.
Bo Ying subconsciously grabbed his clothes. Just as she was about to make another move, the man’s hand covered her forehead, his voice deep, “Did you dream of me?”
“...”
After a short pause, Bo Ying came back to her senses, her eyes wide as she met his gaze for a few seconds, then she hid back under the covers.
Ahhhhhhh!!!
Was she crazy?!
Bo Ying was mortified. Why did she dream that dream from last night again during her nap?!
Could it be that she really became insatiable once she started dating?!
Bo Ying struggled under the covers. He Jingxiu slightly raised an eyebrow, watching with interest, not stopping her.
Thinking about the warmth and touch of his hand just now, he teased her through the blanket, “What did you dream about me?”
Bo Ying froze, not daring to move.
He Jingxiu slowly pulled back the blanket covering her, a suppressed smile in his eyes. He leaned in close and deliberately asked, “Why is your body so hot? Are you feeling unwell?”
“...”
Bo Ying’s cheeks were flushed, her lips tightly pressed together, not wanting to say a single word.
He Jingxiu looked at her, his eyes deepening, his Adam’s apple uncontrollably bobbing up and down.
Suddenly, before he could make another move, Bo Ying’s hand reached up.
He Jingxiu’s body stiffened. He lowered his eyes to look at her.
After only a light touch, Bo Ying guiltily prepared to withdraw her hand. Before she could pull it back, the man caught it, pulling her forward.
The next second, she tumbled into his arms, and the man’s lips stifled her gasp.
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