Dressed As the Heart of a Paranoid Boss

  Jiang Wen and Zhou Lu watched Bo Ting pull Ye Xian away, their eyes filled with shock.

  The president\'s reaction, why does it look so like... a man who is jealous? ? ?

  In the gymnasium on the thirteenth floor, Ye Xian\'s wailing sound could be heard from time to time.

   Dumbbell bench—

   "No, this is too heavy to lift!"

"I\'ll help you."

  Thus, Bo Tingshen held the little woman\'s hand and lifted dozens of kilograms of iron.

   "Ah! My hand is about to break!"

  Smith Rack—

   "I can\'t push it, I can\'t push it at all!"

   "President, don\'t push me! Ahhh! I can push!"

   "President, you are too close to me, it\'s so hot!"

treadmill-

   "I can\'t run anymore, I really can\'t run anymore, if I keep running, I will die!"

   "Don\'t worry, I\'ll give you CPR if you die."

   Isn\'t that artificial respiration!

  Ye Xian: "Isn\'t that necessary?"

"run!"

  Spinning bike—

   "President, I was wrong. I will never find a fitness trainer next time. I will obediently follow you to go for a morning jog. Please forgive me!"

   At the end of Ye Xian\'s exercise, he hugged his arm begging for mercy, crying and howling, and almost called his father.

  Bo Ting ruthlessly pulled her arm away, "I see that you have a lot of energy every day, and if you don\'t exhaust it here, you will find someone else."

   "I don\'t have energy, I really don\'t have a drop! Woooooo..."

   "If you don\'t practice hard for you, you won\'t have a long memory."

   An hour and a half later, Ye Xian collapsed, lying on the ground with golden eyes, let her go peacefully.

   Then a slender figure enveloped her, Ye Xian opened his eyes, and from this angle of looking up... his pupils widened a little in shock.

  Bo Tingshen: "Are you satisfied?"

   "What, what are you satisfied with?"

   "Exercise, what do you think?"

   "Satisfied, already very satisfied!"

  Bo Tingshen\'s eyelids drooped slightly, "As long as you are satisfied, get up and continue."

   "No, yes, ah! Help, Mama!"

  Pang Kai completed two reports in the car, and arranged a week\'s schedule for three reports, only to see Bo Ting pull Ye Xian out of the building.

  It\'s just... Ye Xian\'s whole body was limp and out of breath, as if half of his life was gone.

  Pang Kai glanced at the time silently, for two full hours, the president\'s \'strength\' was indeed formidable! Poor Ye Xian\'s small body!

  Bo Tingshen opened the car door and pushed Ye Xian in.

  Ye Xian scolded him 10,000 times in his heart, and just got into the car, he couldn\'t take it anymore, and collapsed on the sofa like a salted fish.

  Seeing the horrors of her being tortured, Pang Kai uncontrollably created 10,000 18X Tanmei novels, "President, do you want to go to Jiuxi Shibadao?"

   "Go back to the old house."

  Here, are you going to see Mrs. Madam? !

  Madam is Ye Xian\'s fan, it\'s okay, the master has a bad heart, can Dong Bo bear it?

  Pang Kai inexplicably began to feel uneasy, and it took a long time before he nodded again and again, "Okay!"

  Ye Xian fell asleep just a few minutes after lying on the sofa. Bo Tingshen, who was originally sitting at the side, quietly moved down, and gently lifted her head onto his lap.

  The position was not adjusted correctly the first time, and I suffocated for a while.

   Then turned her head over.

Pang Kai saw from the rearview mirror that the man\'s fingertips were gently slid across the young man\'s delicate face, patiently helping him comb the broken hair on his forehead one by one, the possessiveness and pampering in his deep eyes seemed to be dripping Come out average.

  President, this is too deep...