Chapter 51: The boss can't resist, and the female boss can't resist even more
Li Xianyu stared at Song Ran, his heart moving slightly.

Maybe I do feel guilty.

Or maybe, Song Ran's expression is very romantic.

He was smiling but it was full of bitterness, his eyes were slightly red, as if the whole world was wrong.

Li Xianyu said with a forced smile.

"Boss, you have type B blood, right? So do I."

"Based on the way we answered the questions, if we were to be together, we would probably have 2, 13, or children."

Song Ran: "..."

The feet that were originally raised up fell down again.

There was some resentment in his eyes as he stared at Li Xianyu.

He reached out and tapped Li Xianyu's belly and couldn't help but say.

"You're so stupid."

Then he stepped back.

Li Xianyu: “???”

An illusion, definitely an illusion.

Why does the boss act like a shy little girl?

Li Xianyu coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.

I noticed that many eyes were on me.

Turn around and look.

I saw Zhang Liqiang and others staring at me.

There was a look of disappointment in his eyes.

The posture was as if it was going to tear itself apart.

In the corner, Eto Cheng was staring at him darkly.

Li Xianyu subconsciously covered his butt.

No, something is extremely wrong. There is Nan Tong!

Just as I was thinking about it, a voice came from the ceiling.

Li Xianyu subconsciously raised his head, and a large bucket of water poured down directly.

Obviously, this is the penalty for losing the game.

But Song Ran hid early and was not splashed.

Li Xianyu was immediately soaked.

Song Ran was also stunned and turned to look at the smiles on everyone's faces.

Knowing this was prepared long ago.

Song Ran couldn't help but shake her head and smile. She reached out to take the towel that had been prepared in advance, walked up naturally, and wrapped Li Xianyu's body.

While doing so, he wiped Li Xianyu's wet hair.

"The weather is very cold. If you don't dry yourself off, you'll catch a cold easily."

"Are you cold? Do you have a blanket?"

Song Ran spoke to the staff.

He asked for a blanket to cover Li Xianyu.

"Are you a little hungry? I have prepared some food."

As he spoke, he took out a small packaged bread from his arms.

He stuffed it back again, while everyone was confused.

She took out alcohol wipes from her bag and wiped Li Xianyu's hands to disinfect them before unpacking the bread.

Hmm, it's a strange feeling.

But no one dares to say.

In the following time, it was the other guests' turn to play games.

However, Eto Shiro was in no mood to participate.

The fact that Jiang Tengcheng has taken leave will be announced to the outside world, and the conflicts between Song Ran and Jiang Tengcheng have been increasing recently.

They really don't fit together.

Li Xianyu got on the passenger seat of Song Ran's car.

Li Xianyu didn’t experience the driving feeling of the Mercedes-Benz C63, but the interior experience is really good.

Li Xianyu happily adjusted the lights.

We soon arrived at the nearest large shopping mall.

"Stop playing around and get out of the car."

Song Ran unbuckled her seat belt and picked up her cell phone.

"If you're not the boss, why are you going?"

"buying clothes."

"No need... just order clothes online."

Li Xianyu looked at the mall and couldn't help shaking his head.

Although I have never eaten pork, I have seen pigs run.

I remember when I was dating Song Ran online, I wanted to buy her a little dress, but unexpectedly, the cheapest one cost over two thousand. I wanted to change my perfume, but it turned out to be even more expensive.

Later, I ordered a small bracelet for five yuan from Pinxixi. Thinking of this, I looked at Song Ran's wrist, where a cheap bracelet with a big-eyed cat was quietly wrapped.

Noticing the gaze, Song Ran rubbed the bracelet with her slender fingers.

"No need to spend money, this mall belongs to me."

Li Xianyu: "￣へ￣?"

Soon, he took Li Xianyu out of the car and ran straight to the nearest luxury store and bought several sets of high-end clothes.

Clothes, watches, bags.

Finally, I headed straight to the perfume shop.

"Boss, please don't use perfume."

"Why not?"

Song Ran glanced over coldly.

Just then, Li Xianyu raised his arm, wanting to smell what he smelled like.

He reached out and slapped Li Xianyu's hand away, saying helplessly.

"Perfume is for covering the body, but when a person stands in front of you, the clothes they wear are a visual expression, while perfume is a smell expression."

"A good perfume can express more emotions in social situations."

As she spoke, Song Ran had already walked into the store, picked up a bottle of perfume and sprayed it on the paper, then waited for a few minutes and smelled it.

Taking advantage of this time, Li Xianyu took a look at the price.

"Well, perfume only costs a few thousand dollars?"

Noticing Song Ran's gaze, Li Xianyu smiled awkwardly.

"Boss, what I mean is... following you to experience the upper-class life, and seeing this perfume worth thousands of dollars, the contrast is quite big."

After all, those few sets of clothes cost tens of thousands of dollars.

Perfume that costs several thousand dollars is indeed a bit unattractive.

Well, I am a wild boar and shouldn’t go into the city.

“Try this, I like it.”

Song Ran said as she sprayed Li Xianyu.

Li Xianyu felt the taste and revealed the face of an old man in the subway.

"Boss, two thousand yuan... why does it smell like licorice tablets?"

As soon as these words came out.

The whole store fell silent.

Song Ran smiled somewhat helplessly.

Just as I was about to say something, my cell phone rang.

"Sister Song, many directors called and wanted Li Xianyu to be a guest on variety shows. Do you think we should accept the offer?"

I?
Li Xianyu pointed at himself.

He spoke with a look of confusion in his eyes.

"Mr. Ming, are you sure the other party is not joking?"

"Xianyu is here too. I'll prepare the text of the variety show type, requirements, and salary for the invitation and send it to your cell phone."

Song Ran nodded and hung up the phone.

He waved at the clerk.

"Pack up Artixian's Crazy Love, Summer Night, and Hidden Fan. You can choose Salted Fish when the time comes."

The latter part was directed to Li Xianyu.

Li Xianyu immediately agreed and walked forward to hold the packaged perfume in his arms.

Well, what's wrong with being the boss's bootlicker?

There is money to be earned, clothes to wear, and delicious food to eat.

This feeling of being supported is so great...

No, you can’t treat your boss as an ATM.

Otherwise, after a while, if you don’t get gold coins, you won’t be used to it.

No wonder there are so many domineering CEOs in novels. They really can’t withstand this kind of attack.

Just as he was thinking about it, Song Ran handed the phone to him.

The above is the document organized.

"I Am a Singer-Songwriter", original singers compete against each other, and flying guests bring out original songs to compete with the guests of the revival competition."

"I'm Not the King of Singers, a song competition, you need to hide your identity, original song."

"CMA is a real fighting game. You need to fight against elites from various industries, including but not limited to officials, firefighters, and fitness bloggers..."

Seeing this, Li Xianyu couldn't help but look up.

"Boss, are you sure you want me to make money and not be abused? I can understand singing competitions, but why would I be included in fighting competitions?"

This is not a question of whether to add money or not.

There is no way I can participate in this program... No, if I bring the 'Fang Tian Hua Ji', maybe I can have a fight.

However, Li Xianyu also understood that the current popularity was caused by a song and a misunderstanding during a live broadcast.

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