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   Reflexively, Ye Xian screamed.

  How could the president take off his clothes in front of her? It\'s a hooligan!

"what is it call?"

  Bo Ting frowned deeply, and cast a sidelong glance at her.

  Ye Xian immediately shut up, with a stiff expression.

  Yes, what\'s her name? Forget that she is a \'man\' now, it\'s not normal for a man to see a man undressed, yelling like she\'s never seen it before.

  In order to make up for it, she quickly added another sentence, "I... I was shocked by the president\'s figure, I have never seen such a good figure."

Although she is telling the truth, it seems that it is not normal. Generally, men have a strong mentality of comparison. Even if they know that they are obviously inferior to each other, they will say that the other party is inferior to themselves because of their face. How can they be so straightforward? Homosexuality?

   "Because I\'m gay!"

  She made up again in a hurry, and blurted out, but Bo Tingshen\'s **** movement stopped.

  Ye Xian, "..." It\'s over, why is it getting darker and darker, and what does the president\'s pause mean? You don\'t think she\'s coveting him, do you?

   "President, don\'t get me wrong, I have absolutely nothing against you..."

  Bo Tingshen put on his clothes slightly, looked at her with cool eyes, "Go and get a suit."

   "Ohhhhh!"

  Ye Xian hurriedly nodded and ran to the rows of sealed hangers.

  Men\'s suits were all the same, she took one off casually, and brought it to Bo Tingshen, only to find out...

  The clothes are so small.

  The president\'s height is close to 1.9 meters, and he has a golden inverted triangle figure. He has clear texture, is strong and firm, and his superior figure is hard to match even top male models. Clothes of ordinary sizes are definitely not suitable.

  Bo Ting looked deeply at the clothes in her hand, "It\'s so small, you wear it for yourself?"

  Ye Xian, "...you can say that I took it wrong, but you can\'t say that I am young!" She said a lot of wrong things just now when she was nervous, and now she has to redeem a little bit of her "manhood"

  How can a man say \'small\'?

"oh?"

  Bo Ting\'s deep eyes swirled on her body faintly, in which the ridicule of Ye Xian could be guessed without looking.

   "Of course!" Ye Xian held his head high and tried to show a three-point momentum, "Believe it or not, I took it out bigger than you!"

  After she finished speaking, Bo Tingshen\'s eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Yeah?"

   "Take it out and have a look?"

The man made a deep voice, and Ye Xian was in awe, "Hey, CEO, I was joking with you, don\'t be so serious, you have such a good figure, you are the perfect sun **** Apollo in fairy tales, no matter how bad you are, you are still the most exquisite under the hands of the artist The sculpture art, my little cabbage that can fall down when the wind blows, certainly cannot be compared with you."

   With her thin body of 7.5 meters and not even weighing more than 50 kilograms, she is nothing but a scumbag in front of him.

   Her rainbow fart seemed to have worked. Bo Tingshen\'s eyes were not so cold, but his eyes were still on her. "Who is the stylist?"

   "Style..."

  Ye Xian realized that the CEO should be asking who her stylist is.

   "I\'m an 18th-line kid who doesn\'t even have an assistant. Where can I find a stylist? I made it up by myself."

"you know too?"

  Ye Xian, "..." I\'m just being modest, you really know how to climb the pole.

   "No, President, is there something wrong with what I\'m wearing?"

  Ye Xian looked down at his clothes in doubt. The clean black trousers and the fluffy, milky and cute sweater didn\'t seem to be a problem. Isn\'t it good-looking?

  (end of this chapter)