Dressed as a Man, I Became Tycoon's Sweetheart novel Chapter 611

Chapter 611: Chapter 611: True Love Brand Dog Food

After circling around Tianlu Lake, the Rolls-Royce arrived at the Bo Family’s old mansion.

Pang Kai stopped the car.

Ye Xian slowly awoke from her sleep and stretched out her hand... only to touch a piece of high-quality suit fabric and the warmth of the fine sensation beneath it.

Ye Xian was startled for a moment, then immediately sat up and saw two long, straight legs.

How did she end up sleeping on the CEO’s legs?!

Had she drooled? Ye Xian’s first reaction was to touch the corner of her mouth. Bo Tingshen watched her movements and casually lowered his gaze, "Dreaming of something delicious?"

From the rearview mirror, Pang Kai saw that the man’s gaze was directed toward his legs, "..."

"No, CEO, wasn’t I just sleeping on the couch? How did I end up on your legs?"

Bo Tingshen said, "You’re asking me? Do I know whether it was intentional on your part?"

Pang Kai, who had watched him pull Ye Xian onto his legs, "..."

Ye Xian: "Of course not! I’d rather stay away from you..."

"Away from me what?"

Bo Tingshen’s gaze narrowed slightly, looking at her threateningly.

Lying through her teeth, Ye Xian said, "Closer to you, actually. So, it must have been my body’s instinct, moving unconsciously onto your legs, CEO. I didn’t press on you, did I? Are your legs feeling numb?"

"Hmm."

Bo Tingshen mused, "They have indeed gone numb. I can’t get out of the car. Come here and massage them for me."

Ye Xian: "That won’t be necessary..."

Bo Tingshen had already taken her hand and placed it on his leg, signaling her to start.

Ye Xian clenched her teeth, enduring.

The damned capitalist, good for nothing but bullying and exploiting his employees.

In the backyard, Wen Yan was sitting elegantly in a dark green cheongsam with a precious orchid in her hand on a wicker chair; in front of her, Xia Hewan was intently painting.

"Shh!"

Wen Yan glared at the servant, "If he’s back, he’s back. Why make a fuss? Don’t you see Painter Xia is creating?"

The servant smiled, "It’s not just the young master. He has brought a guest too." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"A guest? Who is it? Why didn’t I hear him mention it in advance?"

"Maybe he wanted to surprise you, Madam. It’s someone you particularly like, Ye Xian."

"What? Xianxian is here!"

Wen Yan excitedly stood up. At the easel, Xia Hewan’s brush paused briefly. Xianxian? She must have misheard, or was it a coincidence in names?

"Wanwan, there’s a guest at home. Shall we take a break?"