Chapter 92: Chapter 92 Because I am gay
Ye Xian screamed reflexively.
How could the CEO strip in front of her , it was simply hooliganism!
“Screaming for what?”
Bo Tingshen frowned and glanced at her.
Ye Xian immediately shut her mouth, her expression stiff.
Right, why did she scream? She forgot that she was ‘a man’ now. It’s normal for a man to see another man stripping. Her yelling as if she had never seen such a thing before was ridiculous.
To make up for it, she quickly added another sentence, “I… I’m just shocked by the CEO’s physique, I’ve never seen such a good one.”
Although she was telling the truth, it didn’t sound normal. Typically, men have strong comparative egos; even knowing they were clearly at a disadvantage, they would boast themselves and not compliment others so frankly. Could praising another man this openly be normal?
“Because I’m gay, that’s why!”
Another hasty attempt at damage control slipped out of her mouth, and Bo Tingshen stopped undressing for a moment.
Ye Xian, “…” Great, she was just making it worse. And what did the CEO’s pause mean? He couldn’t possibly think she was coveting him, right?
“CEO, please don’t misunderstand, I absolutely have no inappropriate thoughts about you…”
Bo Tingshen slightly pulled his clothes back on, his gaze cool as he looked at her, “Go get a suit for me.”
Ye Xian nodded hurriedly like a pecking chicken and ran over to a row of sealed clothing racks.
All the men’s suits looked the same; she randomly took one and brought it to Bo Tingshen, only to realize…
The clothes were too small.
The CEO was nearly one meter ninety in height, with a golden inverted triangle figure, well-defined muscles, robust and strong, a superior physique that even top male models could hardly match, ordinary sizes were definitely not suitable.
Bo Tingshen looked at the clothes in her hands, “This small, are you taking it for yourself to wear?”
Ye Xian, “…You can say I took the wrong one, but you can’t say I’m small!” In her nervousness, she had said a lot of wrong things before, now she had to reclaim a bit of her ‘masculinity.’
How could a man be described as ‘small’?
Bo Tingshen’s eyes roamed over her with a hidden mockery that Ye Xian didn’t need to see to guess.
“Of course!” Ye Xian raised her head and puffed out her chest, trying to muster up some bravado, “Believe it or not, I’ll whip it out and it will be bigger than yours!”
As she finished her sentence, Bo Tingshen’s gaze abruptly turned cold.
“Whip it out and let’s see?”
The man’s voice was deep, and Ye Xian instantly chickened out, “Heh heh, I was just joking with you, CEO, don’t take it so seriously, man. With your amazing physique, you’re just like the perfect sun god Apollo from the myths, or at least the most exquisite sculpture crafted by an artist. Me, this puny little cabbage that a gust of wind could knock over, can’t compare with you at all.”
Standing in front of him with her 175cm height and not even weighing 50kg, her frail frame was utterly unimpressive.
Her flurry of flattery seemed to work; Bo Tingshen’s gaze was no longer so cold, but he still scrutinized her, “Who’s your stylist?”
Ye Xian realized the CEO was asking who her stylist was.
“Me, a small-time nobody, don’t even have an assistant, let alone a stylist. It’s all my own random matching.”
Ye Xian, “…” I was just being modest, but you just had to climb up the ladder, didn’t you.
“No, CEO, is there something wrong with what I’m wearing?”
Ye Xian looked down at her clothes in confusion, the neat black trousers and the fluffy, cute, and adorable sweater. She didn’t think there was anything wrong with them. Weren’t they nice looking?