Roll in the arms of the iceberg boss

He thought about it last night, and felt that since the author assumed that the boss died of illness, it is better to take precautions in advance and check his body more often.

It is better to prevent the disease early than to die young.

Bo Shuohan was pleased by the little fox's words, and his stern face softened, "I'll ask Bai Lian to come out some time."

Hearing that Bo Shuohan agreed, Cheng Jin immediately felt relieved.

No matter what, as long as the big guy doesn't fall, his life will be depended on.

After coming out of the hospital, Cheng Jin got into Bo Shuohan's car.

He thought he would go back to the apartment directly, but Bo Shuohan took him to the company instead.

"You're working, and my stay here will definitely affect you? I'd better go back to the apartment."

The most important thing was that Bo Shuohan's office was very boring, and he was afraid that he would die of boredom.

Bo Shuohan swiped his card to open the special elevator, glanced at the little fox who was obviously reluctant, and said slowly: "Braised pork."

Cheng Jin: "..."

The boss really knows him very well and knows exactly where his weaknesses are.

Terrible.

Okay, anyway, stay where you are.Although the boss's office is a bit boring and aggrieved, there is braised pork anyway.

After staying in the hospital for a day, Bo Shuohan had a lot of work to do, and from time to time someone would come to ask for instructions.

When those who came in saw Cheng Jin sitting on the sofa, their eyeballs almost dropped out of shock.

You must know that Boss Bo is famous for his distinction between public and private, not to mention one more idler in the office, even his parents can't stay longer.

As a result, not only is there an extra idler now, but he also looks like an eyeball. He is obviously working, but he has to ask the idler from time to time if he is thirsty or hungry.

Even the father of Party A in the company has never had this kind of treatment.

It only took one morning, and even the sweeping aunt knew that Mr. Bo had a little lover, who was so protective of her eyes.

Later, a rumor spread, and for some unknown reason, Cheng Jin's identity jumped up and became another person in Bo Shuohan's household registration book, and he also said firmly that he had seen their marriage certificates.

Cheng Jin went to the bathroom and came back with a blue face.

Bo Shuohan had just finished a meeting, and when he came back, he saw a sad face.

He put the documents back on the table, pinched Cheng Jin's chin with his fingers, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You lost the game?"

Cheng Jinqi opened Bo Shuohan's wicked hand with one paw, "Dad is so good, don't curse Dad."

He loses the game, every time he makes waves, okay?

Bo Shuohan laughed, went to the bar in the corner of the office and poured two glasses of orange juice, and handed one of the glasses of orange juice to the angry little fox.

"Then why are you so sad?"

Cheng Jin said quietly: "Do you know what people in your company say about us?"

Bo Shuohan let out an oh, and said indifferently, "How did you say that?"

Cheng Jin remembered the rumors he heard in the bathroom, his face turned slightly red, and he couldn't speak.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it."

What was the car shaking, what was the office PLAY, what was he hiding under the table, giving Bo Shuo a cold mouth, and so on. Thinking about it, it felt like thunder was rolling.

Bo Shuohan pursed his lips, staring at Cheng Jin with dark eyes, "Unhappy?"

Cheng Jin snorted, exhaling with bulging cheeks, "Of course I'm not happy! Why would they think I'm the one being crushed! Dad is obviously very powerful!"

"Look at Dad's biceps, isn't it big?!"

The most annoying thing is that some people even say that he is weak!

Where does he seem weak? !

He wanted to lift his clothes up so they could see him... well, he didn't have abs.

Bo Shuohan let go of the raised heart, glanced at the little fox's white and slender arms, and nodded very perfunctorily.

"Hmm. Very majestic."

Cheng Jin glared at him, "Don't think I can't see how perfunctory your attitude is."

Obviously he hadn't got him yet, but Bo Shuohan felt in advance what it means that his boyfriend is unreasonable.

But there is no way, the person I like can only be coaxed.

He coughed lightly, "Otherwise, you can be my assistant."

As soon as this sentence was finished, he suddenly realized that the idea was very good.

The most important thing is that you can keep the little things by your side, watch them all the time, and occasionally steal something.

Cheng Jin's eyes lit up immediately.

But why does it feel a little strange?

Those bossy romance novels, who don't do anything but chase after their wives, the first thing they do when they fall in love with a heroine is to ask her to be his assistant.

The author has something to say

Cheng Jin lifted his clothes: Look, Dad's strong abdominal muscles.

Bo Shuohan squeezed it, and said to the point: Well, the belly is very soft.

Cheng Jin: "...Don't touch Dad again."

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