Quick Transmigration: Boss Want to Occupy Me

Shi Li shook his head: "No, it's not because of my rejection of this particular one. I'm just... I'm just a little bit weird."

"Where do ordinary men call such names so tired and crooked? Hahaha, in fact, I just made a joke, you are such a boss, what kind of beautiful women have never seen, I guess there is too much knowledge. , So I’m more open-minded? Well, don’t mind. Since I’m not called Mr. Zhou, then I’ll call you Zhou Yaolie impolitely by first name and last name, okay?"

Zhou Yaolie took a deep look at her, always feeling that such a look seemed a bit meaningful, and it took him a long time before he nodded slowly, "It's up to you."

"I'm leaving." Shi Li did not ask Zhou Yaolie to send him off, and went downstairs to take a taxi and went back to school by himself.

Next to the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, there was only Zhou Yaolie alone. Through the glass of the window, he saw Shi Li safely got into the car downstairs, watched the car leave, turned, and finally disappeared completely.

He didn't move a little bit until a long time later.

It was finally slowly...slowly seated on the chair.

Sitting on the chair where Yu Xiaoai was originally sitting.

As if here, there is still her breath in it.

Indeed, he could feel that this was the chair she had ever sat on. There was nothing unusual about it, but at this moment, it suddenly felt very different.

Zhou Yaolie took a breath of air in a low voice. He picked up the wine glass, Yu Xiaoai's wine glass.

Raising the wine glass, he lowered his head and took a sip. There seemed to be her breath in the glass.

"That counts, indirect kissing, right?"

Zhou Yaolie shook the red wine glass with an obscure look in his eyes. The light and gentle smile that she had shown when facing him before gradually disappeared at this moment. Watching the red liquid sloshing in the wine glass, Zhou Yaolie looked at it for a while. .

Then he slowly covered his face with another hand. I didn't know what kind of face was hidden behind the palm of the hand, but for a long time I heard his broken voice, flowing from the gap between my fingers.

"I'm not gay!" He said confidently, and then the next sentence, but his voice erratic again, "I hope I am not."

The words were erratic and the sound was very small, as if it would break when the wind blows.

"I just, happen to, seem to...like you a little bit."

"It looks like a pervert."

Zhou Yaolie held up the wine glass and drank it, and smashed the wine glass directly to the ground. He stood up suddenly, turned his back to look out of the mirror, his eyes seemed to see if she was still outside the window.

Butler Laoshan approached and whispered: "President, the plane is ready, and there is still waiting for your meeting, do you want to leave now."

Zhou Yaolie recovered slowly at this moment, and a cluster of flames burned in his eyes at this moment. He turned his head and asked the Laoshan butler seriously: "Do you think men can only be with women?"

Lao Shan: "???"

I don't know why, at the first moment, Lao Shan's first reaction appeared in his mind.

Did that little boy succeed?

He actually succeeded in attacking the president!

"I think love is gender-neutral." Lao Shan returned to his senses and his expression became serious: "Like a person not because of the other person's gender, but because you happen to like that person."