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Yuan Zhanghua, completely unaware of the situation, found the best spot and calmly leaned his head against it. He kept his eyes closed and leaned his weight against Clove.

Clove had no choice but to kick off her shoes and lean against the headboard, taking on the head and body weight of a certain Demon Boss, continuing to massage Yuan Zhanghua's head with her fingers. She was sure that the Demon Boss had done it on purpose.

Why was it that when she saw his tired face, her heart was so soft that she didn't want to push him away?

Did he not have the guts to push the Demon Boss aside, or could he not bear to?

Lilac gritted her teeth. How could she think like that?

The boss was the boss, and the secretary was the secretary!

Looking at someone leaning on her, she discovered that she was already used to being bullied by the Demon Boss. She became more and more familiar with the way to serve the boss and sadly became the role of a servant.

Why?

She was a great beauty, so it didn't matter if she was a secretary, she was still a personal secretary.

Alright, since even the personal secretary accepted her fate, why did she become a driver? To be a nanny? Become a masseur? Become a maid?

He even asked her to do the stealing of things. This kind of work, isn't it too much of a part-time job?

After a while, the lilac sadly found that the breathing of Yuan Hua evenly, elegant thick eyebrows spread out.

Gritting his teeth, he clenched his fists and continued to clench them.

She brandished her fist and had the impulse to punch Yuan Zhonghua's handsome face, but she only waved it once. She wrinkled her nose and made a grimace at Yuan Zhonghua, repeatedly punching heavily, and every time her fist got within an inch of Yuan Zhonghua's handsome face, she would no longer have the guts to fall.

Leaning against the headboard, she gloomily looked at the Demon Boss. If she wanted to sleep, there was no need to put on such an ambiguous posture, right?

Why did he let this demon continue lying in her arms to enjoy the tenderness and eat her tofu?

Lilac held her chin in annoyance and looked down at Yuan Zhanghua. A refreshing and soothing scent entered her nostrils from Yuan Zhanghua's body.

His heart began to beat faster and faster. His face was burning.

Something was surging inside her body. She shyly looked at Yuan Zhanghua. At such a distance, the defenseless him was like a sleeping child. There was no trace of his usual sternness and ruthlessness, only a lack of ruthlessness.

Unknowingly, she put her hand on Yuan Zhanghua's shoulder and held Yuan Zhanghua in her arms. After staring at his face for a long time, she couldn't help but reach out her hand and stroke him repeatedly an inch away from his face.

His heart was incomparably soft, and he was touched.

Lilac tragically discovered that she was unable to refuse this man's charm. She was attracted by him, and her heart was moved by him …

The quickening of his heartbeat was because of him, the rising of his body temperature was because of him.

Was she in love with the Demon Boss, willing to take the initiative to go into the darker parts of the world in order to get closer to him, helpless and confused?

No, no, no!

Was she qualified to love him?

But why was her heart not under her control, and why couldn't she take her eyes off his face?

He closed his eyes and covered his face.

Closing his eyes, he could still see only him, his coldness, his smile, his charm, his...

In his heart, there was nothing else but him.

Clove clenched her fists helplessly. Her hands felt the warmth of Yuanhua's body, and the scent of a man constantly entered her nostrils.

She suddenly liked this feeling. This kind of ambiguous and embarrassing distance was completely enchanted by his taste, making her feel intoxicated.

What was this feeling?

He had never felt this way before, never.

Strangely strange and wondrous, it made her heart flustered and helpless, controlled and controlled by some inexplicable emotion. I just want this moment to last longer, to stop time...

"Am I in love with him?"

This thought frightened Clove so much that she broke out in a cold sweat. She opened her eyes and looked at Yuan Zhanghua. Was this strange feeling love?

It was as if he had experienced it for the first time. He looked at him carefully, unwilling to startle him. He would rather use such an awkward position to let him sleep more comfortably and better.

If this was love, could he feel it? Would he care?

Maybe he was looking down on her, or maybe she was nothing in his eyes.

Was this kind of love what she wanted?

If not, what was she to do?

Should we stay away? However, he could not move away from it, nor could he bear to move away from it!

Recently, it was rare to see him so intimately looking at him from such a distance. Only at this moment, when he was quietly sleeping, with a few traces of tiredness on his face, could he see that he wasn't the Demon Boss.

To look at him boldly, without fear of being discovered, to cuddle gently, such dreams only exist in dreams.

He ran his hand along his temples, unwilling to touch his face for fear of disturbing his dreams.

His heart ached, he was in pain, and he was filled with hope …

It was hard to tell what it felt like or what it smelled like.

Lilac sighed to herself. In the end, she could not avoid it, and could not control her heart.

Perhaps, this was a bad fate, a fate destined for her.

Even if Yuan Zhua Hua fell asleep while leaning on her body, he wouldn't move, and his heart ached for his tiredness, his tiredness, so he slept in her embrace without any precautions. He was just like a child with a rare purity on his face.

He was also human. If he was a man, he would also be tired, right?

Would he feel tired and lonely?

The boss was a workaholic. As her personal secretary, she worked for a much longer period of time than before.

Gently hugging Yuan Zhonghua in his arms, he enjoyed this rare moment of warmth. Perhaps after he woke up, the distance between them would be as wide as the heavens. Then, why couldn't she be lustful of this moment of gentleness?

Although this tenderness might have been one-sided, she would rather stare at her for a long time in this silence.

Suddenly, he understood that poem, the furthest distance in the world …

So this was the distance!

Not knowing how much time had passed, Yuan Zhanghua turned around and changed his posture. He sensed that there seemed to be someone at his side.

Yuan Zhou slightly shook his head, "How long have I slept for?"

"More than two hours."

Yuan Zhenhua stretched his body and confidently lay on Clove's thigh. "I slept very comfortably, and my head doesn't hurt anymore."

Clove looked up at the sky, speechless. Her body was numb, and he even said it was very comfortable.

She remembered that her body and legs were numb. She had endured from pain to numbness for a long time.