Thinking, Ye Xian pursed her lips and reached out her hand.
Bo Tingshen was in a meeting when he suddenly felt a pair of soft, gentle hands touch his leg.
The petite woman's fingertips slowly caressed the fabric, teasing faint, delicate currents of electricity.
He turned his face.
"Hehe~" Ye Xian's eyes curved, revealing two rows of pearly teeth, her under-eye circles perfectly beautiful, her face filled with a flattering smile, "CEO, please continue, I'll give you a massage to relieve the weariness..."
The intent to please couldn't have been more obvious.
Unfortunately, Bo Tingshen was not appreciative, his gaze cool and steady as he looked at her.
Ye Xian's heart thumped, feeling suddenly anxious...
Had her attentiveness been misplaced?
Damn?!
She suddenly remembered the CEO had a germaphobia and didn't allow anyone to touch him. She quickly withdrew her hand, looking as if she had committed a grave error, pitifully saying, "CEO, I was wrong..."
