Out of control and sinking

Before she could finish speaking, Bo Ye finally lost his temper, raised his hand and pinched her incessantly chattering red lips, saying, "Shut up."

Bo Ye's face darkened: "Jiang Ruan, are you fucking allergic to romance?"

Oh shit.

As long as you're happy watching fireworks, that's all that matters.

Why do you talk so much?

He fucking...needs a kiss!
Jiang Ruan saw him getting angry and secretly laughed to herself. She grinned and said, "Maybe so."

Bo Ye: "..."

He'll be a dog if he sets off fireworks again.

Bo Ye was seething with anger.

Just then, completely unprepared, the woman who had been holding his neck suddenly leaned in, hugged his neck tightly, and kissed him directly.

Her soft, red lips pressed against his slightly cool, thin lips.

They were so close, her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and her bright eyes looked directly into his dark eyes.

Bo Ye froze completely; he was caught off guard by her sudden initiative.

By the time they realized what was happening, the person in front of them had already moved away.

Jiang Ruan tiptoed and whispered sincerely in his ear, "Thank you."

Without a trace of pretense or falsehood.

"Thank you for the fireworks."

Jiang Ruan said, "I like it very much."

She grinned, and it was incredibly sweet.

Bo Ye's eyes flickered, and his mood inexplicably improved.

"Is it?"

Bo Ye snorted lightly: "Didn't you just say I was wasting money and polluting the environment?"

His dark eyes stared at Jiang Ruan with amusement.

He wanted to hear her say it herself.

Hmph, those are the words that came out of his own mouth.

Listen to Jiang Ruan and his natural way.

"Then I was just talking nonsense."

"Isn't the point of making money to spend it? You can't take it to the grave if you don't spend it."

"Besides, these fireworks won't pollute the environment much. If we can't even tolerate this much pollution, how fragile would humanity be? Wouldn't the Earth have been destroyed long ago?"

Jiang Ruan spoke with a rather reasonable tone, her red lips parted.

Seeing her little mouth agape, Bo Ye chuckled, pinching her palm-sized face with his fingertips: "How come you can say all sorts of things, huh?"

"Jiang Ruan, you're fucking fickle," he cursed.

If it were anyone else, Bo Ye would hate people who are fickle and say one thing but mean another just to flatter him.

Unfortunately, this happened to her.

The more she acted like this, the more he couldn't control himself and became more and more aroused.

Jiang Ruan didn't deny it, grinning, "Haven't you heard that women are inherently fickle creatures?"

She tilted her head: "How are you, my dear Mr. Bo? I've gone to so much trouble to coax you, are you feeling any better?"

Bo Ye glanced at her: "Barely."

Jiang Ruan: "..."

He muttered, "I've kissed you, hugged you, and coaxed you, but if that still doesn't work, then I'm out of ideas."

“No,” Bo Ye interrupted her, “You still have some.”

Jiang Ruan blinked: "Huh?"

Their eyes met, and the ambiguity in his eyes was so intense that Jiang Ruan's mind immediately started wandering to other things.

Could it be that you want him to...

Ah, no, that won't work.

That scoundrel is so shameless.

Her ears turned red.

Seeing her shyness, Bo Ye raised an eyebrow and teased her, "Tsk."

"You're already embarrassed? I haven't even said anything yet."

The man said lazily, "Jiang Ruan, your thoughts are impure."

"Who's got impure thoughts?" Jiang Ruan glared, then pouted, "You dare say you haven't thought about those things?"

"I don't believe it."

Bo Ye smiled and said, "You understand me."

"I have thought about it."

Jiang Ruan: "No."

Bo Ye: "Whether it works or not is not up to you."

Jiang Ruan glared at him, then her mind raced, she yawned, and pretended to be sleepy: "Let's go back, I need to take a shower and go to sleep, I have a bunch of announcements tomorrow."

Bo Ye clicked his tongue.

I didn't continue arguing with her, since it was indeed getting late.

Zhang Boye had already bought it.

I went downstairs, drove her home.

After arriving home, Jiang Ruan insisted on taking separate showers, and locked the bathroom door as soon as she entered.

Hearing the click of the door locking, Bo Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He held a glass of red wine to his thin lips, took a sip, and sat down on the sofa.

He didn't really have any thoughts tonight. She was exhausted from all the commotion these past few days, and she even had dark circles under her eyes.

They planned to let her off the hook.

It scared her.

They're really easily frightened.

The night was long and Bo Ye was in a good mood. He finally remembered someone, so he opened his phone and sent a text message to Chen Nan.

[President Bo: Thank you for your hard work.]

At that moment, Chen Nan was playing a game with a group. Upon hearing the special notification sound, he reflexively clicked on it.

Upon seeing these three words, Chen Nan felt nothing but disgust.

It's been more than two hours already, brother.

You finally remembered me.

But he still flattered her: "Mr. Bo, your happiness and Ms. Jiang's happiness is my greatest happiness."

Chen Nanfa went over.

Bo Ye replied instantly: [Sycophant.]

Chen Nan: ...

It's awkward to flatter, but it also seems awkward not to.

It's so hard.

Chen Nan sighed, about to quit and continue playing the game.

There was a "ding dong" sound.

A transfer request suddenly appeared before my eyes.

It was given to me by Bo Ye.

Chen Nan's eyes lit up instantly.

Without saying a word, I clicked on it.

Five digits.

88888. Damn!
Such a big red envelope.

Chen Nan excitedly stood up from her gaming chair, her face beaming with a doting smile: "Thank you, Mr. Bo! You're my savior! I'll follow you forever!"

Bo Ye glanced at his reply, a slight twitch at the corner of his lips, his eyes filled with disdain.

Give back his ancestors.

Is he that old?
I'd rather be with him for life, but whether he'll even want me to be with him for life is another question, humph.

It sounds cheesy.

After expressing his deep disdain, Bo Ye simply turned off his phone.

After finishing half a glass of red wine, Bo Ye stood up, loosened his tie, and started buttoning his shirt.

I changed into my pajamas and went to take a shower in the bathroom next door.

When Jiang Ruan finished tidying up and came out, the bedroom was empty.

Jiang Ruan rubbed her freshly dried hair, wondering where he had gone so late.
Or go downstairs.

Thinking about it, Jiang Ruan did her skincare routine in front of the dressing table.

A moment later, footsteps sounded in his ear, and Bo Ye's figure appeared in the mirror.

As he drew closer, a fragrant aroma wafted towards him.

Jiang Ruan turned her head: "Did you go to another room to take a shower?"

Bo Ye: "Mm."

After the conversation ended, the two went to their respective beds.

Bo Ye turned off the lights, and lying on the soft bed, Jiang Ruan felt completely relaxed.

Lying flat on his back, Bo Ye habitually reached out his long arm and pulled the person into his arms.

Lying on his chest, surrounded by the scent of the two of them, Jiang Ruan snuggled against his warm embrace, finding a comfortable position.

She said, "The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, it seems like there's still a month to go."

Bo Ye never cared about these things, and simply closed his eyes, saying indifferently, "Hmm."

Jiang Ruan pouted, wondering why there was no reaction at all.

But yes.

Bo Ye seems to have always been rather indifferent to holidays.

With that thought in mind, Jiang Ruan closed her eyes.

Bo Ye's magnetic voice rang in her ears: "What do you want?"

Jiang Ruan opened her eyes: "Huh?"

Bo Ye opened his dark eyes and met her bright, dark eyes under the night light, so clear and pure.

He said calmly, "Isn't the Mid-Autumn Festival coming soon? It's a Mid-Autumn Festival gift."

"What do you want?"

He's not enthusiastic about holidays, but he's enthusiastic about buying gifts.

Jiang Ruan snuggled closer to him, looking languid: "I haven't decided yet."

"Ah."

"Think it over and tell me."

“Bo Ye,” Jiang Ruan interrupted him.

The man looked at her.

Jiang Ruan said earnestly, "Actually, whether there are gifts or not is not important. Mid-Autumn Festival is a festival for reunion. What's important is that people are together."

Hearing this, Bo Ye remained completely unmoved.

He wasn't unaware of it.

From childhood to adulthood, the only time I spent with my grandfather was when he was alive, and we would eat a mooncake together.

It seems like nobody cares anymore.

Nobody remembers him.

"I'll go with you." Bo Ye was silent for a moment before slowly speaking, "The company had a day off that day, I'll go wherever you want."

Hearing this, Jiang Ruan's heart stirred, and she said, "Okay."

"Come to think of it, we haven't spent Mid-Autumn Festival together yet," Jiang Ruan said softly. "The year before last you were away on a business trip, and last year I was on set, and you were busy too."

"By the way, I'm going to the countryside the day after tomorrow to film a variety show. It'll probably take more than a month. The production team wants to air it before the Mid-Autumn Festival, but it's not certain that we'll be able to finish filming it in time."

"If we hadn't finished filming, we might have had to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival there."

Bo Ye remained calm: "Okay."

He was too calm, and Jiang Ruan couldn't help but purse her lips.

Just as he was about to say something, Bo Ye said, "I'll come find you when the time comes."

The man's deep, magnetic voice entered her ears, more dazzling than any fireworks, and Jiang Ruan immediately became excited: "Really?"

"Will you come to the countryside to find me then?"

Under the nightlight, her eyes were excessively bright.

Like a bright pearl, it is lovely and endearing.

Bo Ye gazed at him intently, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily. "Mm."

"But what if our filming location is confidential and not open to the public?"

Bo Ye said, "As long as we are in China, we can find a way, no matter where we are."

Jiang Ruan thought his words were really domineering.

As expected of my CEO, Mr. Bo.

With bright, sparkling eyes, she said, "Okay."

Her little mouth was wide open, she was overjoyed.

Bo Ye is a man of his word and never goes back on his word.

Since I've said it, I'll definitely contact her when the time comes.

"Go to sleep." The dark figure approached, and Bo Ye covered her eyes with his warm, fragrant palm.

"If you're really not sleepy, it's okay to do something else."

His teasing voice made Jiang Ruan instantly back down. She grabbed his hand and pulled it down, saying, "No, I want to sleep. I'm so sleepy."

Bo Ye: "Mm."

Jiang Ruan soon fell asleep.

Listening to her steady breathing, Bo Ye lowered his eyes and stared at her quietly. Her skin was very good, fine and white.

She has a naturally oval face, is petite and delicate, has thick, dark eyelashes, a pert nose, and red lips.

His fingertip landed on her lips.

Just thinking about this mouth makes me think of anything I could say.

She could both infuriate him and make him feel like he'd eaten honey; Bo Ye's lips twitched slightly.

But it has a curved shape.

Bo Ye felt that he had been poisoned by her.

And they even got addicted.

He stared at her for a long time, his dark eyes bloodshot. He was exhausted after a busy day.

But at this moment, I feel tireless.

His thin lips moved slightly as he murmured her name: "Jiang Ruan".

Then she recited, "Ruan Ruan."

He rarely called her that.

Even when he's moved, he'll only call him "baby" at most.

But now, Bo Ye suddenly felt...

Ruan Ruan is also a very nice name.
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