The Boss is Very Busy

After she finished saying this, the whole room fell into deathly silence.

The girl's eyes were dull, and she stared blankly at the person in front of her. The boy's hair covered his fair forehead, and his delicate cheeks were hidden in the dim environment.

As if she had forgotten how to speak, Ai Wei could not make a sound at all, her crystal clear eyes blinked helplessly, and she could almost hear her own pounding and powerful heartbeat clearly in her ears.

Ai Wei shrank her shoulders unnaturally, but she didn't move away when the other person still teased her chin.

The boy's posture was lazy and peaceful, and the touch of his fingertips was delicate, as if he was amused.

His fingertips actually touched it lightly a few times.

She tugged at the flowers on her skirt, almost pulling off the flowers that were decorated on the tulle. She didn't make a sound, and she didn't say whether it was good or bad. There was a stalemate in silence between the two people.

The next moment, Kapok spoke up. There was still a faint smile in her sweet voice, which was very shallow but could not be ignored. She spoke lazily and steadily.

"I was just teasing you."

Ai Wei was stunned again. The violently undulating heartbeat gradually calmed down, and the corners of her lips straightened.

The beautiful cheeks looked cold.

She was obviously not a girl, so why should she feel her heart beat faster because of what Saint Lex had just said? The redness on the girl's fair cheeks gradually faded away.

In the end, she almost fell into a layer of hell.

Ai Wei silently lowered her long and thick eyelashes, her trembling eyes were covered, and she would indeed feel her heart beat faster because of the other person's words.

But if the other party knew her true identity, would he feel disgusted with her?

She had never had any such emotions and feelings for anyone except Kapok, and Zhou Zhoumi's little thoughts came up one after another.

But he didn’t dare to say it, and he couldn’t say it. The real self is far from what the other person sees at this moment.

In fact, Kapok's heart was in her throat just now. She just wanted to act like a hooligan to her little brother, but she forgot her own identity.

...She is still a boy in the eyes of her little brother.

Although the other party is a girl on the surface, judging from the flat appearance of the other party with almost no ups and downs, she is a girl of her age.

It should not be so smooth.

But a boy lifted his chin so flirtatiously and asked him if he could kiss him. I'm afraid that my image in the other person's heart has been completely lost.

The two people went back to the room with their own thoughts.

After Kapok took a bath, she lay down and put on her clothes. She stroked the broken hair on her forehead, revealing her fair and smooth forehead, and thought with a headache.

How should I show my identity to my little brother?

She lay on the bed and closed her eyes.

The two have always been close, but because of their status, they have never broken the window paper.

Thinking vaguely, Kapok quickly fell asleep and had a dream.

In a dream.

The petite and cute girl was wearing a pink princess dress and beautiful princess shoes. Her golden slightly curly long hair stayed on her shoulders. Her voice was soft, soft and sweet, and she called softly.

"Saint Lex."

Kapok saw herself smiling softly at the girl, and she saw the girl suddenly stop.

Stand in front of her.

She suddenly pursed her lips and lifted up her skirt silently. Faced with the boy's stunned look, her sky-blue eyes were a bit at a loss.

"Saint Lex, actually..."

"I'm a boy."