The youth had just finished his bath, his black hair still dripping wet. Sparkling droplets trailed down his porcelain-like fair cheeks, flowed slowly over his graceful long neck, and finally disappeared into his beautiful, well-defined collarbones.
He wore a pajama top—it was his.
Bo Tingshen’s gaze gradually shifted onto her, and then he couldn’t move at all.
The slender figure of the boy and his delicate waist were wrapped in his clothes, the hem revealing his snow-white, jade-like long legs, shyly rubbing against each other.
His arms were in his clothes, his legs were in his clothes, his whole body was in his clothes, just like... he was intimately snuggling into his embrace, inside his body.
Bo Tingshen’s Adam’s apple bobbed heavily, his throat dry and a bit irritable, so irritated he felt like destroying something.
He seemed just right.
When Ye Xian saw him and the gradually intensifying look in his eyes, she thought he was about to get angry because she was wearing his pajamas. She hurriedly explained, "That... CEO, don’t misunderstand, Aunt Wen gave me this to wear. You wouldn’t let me go home, and I had no clothes to change into, so I had no choice but to wear yours."
After saying this, Ye Xian remembered that Jiang Wanze should also be staying at the Bo Family’s home. Why didn’t Wen Yan give her his clothes? Compared to the CEO, who was nearly six-foot-three, Jiang Wanze’s clothes would obviously fit her better.
Bo Tingshen seemed as if he hadn’t heard her, his gaze fixating on her grew darker and darker, as if it could devour something, or as if it intended to strip the clothes off her inch by inch.
Seeing his expression turn increasingly terrifying, as if he was about to lose his mind, Ye Xian said, "Maybe I should ask Aunt Wen to buy me some new clothes." Stingy!
"Come here."
His voice, husky and heavy, came from behind her, giving Ye Xian the feeling of a werewolf about to devour its prey.
"I... No!"
"Do you want me to come over and hold you?"
"?!"
Ye Xian was so scared by his words that her soul nearly flew away.
This was at the old mansion, Aunt Wen and Uncle Bo were still there, how could he say such a thing?



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