Dressed As the President’s First Love

In the room, the atmosphere stagnated for a moment.

Cheng Hao seemed to be true and false: "What if Ah Zheng agrees?"

"That Tangtang also agreed."

Tang Mi's eyes are bent, the corners of her mouth are cocked, and her face looks like a human skin mask. You know it is fake, but you can't take it off.

At this point, the topic has froze.

No one was willing to take a step back, Cheng Hao sighed, as expected, he was still in a hurry.

He stroked his hair, coughed, his face became serious, but the tips of his ears were a little red: "When did you find out?"

"Starting from when you said the'surname Po'."

Tang Mi touched his ear narrowly, "Ah, it's hot."

The whole thing is about to burn, true, okay, and love.

"I thought I acted flawlessly and flawlessly."

Cheng Hao feels very good about himself.

Tang Mi smiled so that his eyes were narrowed into crescent moons. In her opinion, he was full of holes.

"When Ah Zheng was drunk, his thoughts were not so clear. He still knows how to talk and ask for rewards. He just keeps rubbing and rubbing sugar in his hands. When he is brown sugar, he is always soft and cute."

Cheng Hao looked at her with a complicated expression, so she even remembered these details.

"Well, I'm not angry, I'm not angry, I don't want to see, your big president pretended to be crazy and silly to go around such a big circle, what are you trying to do." Tang Mi thought he was still awkward, holding his arm, like The koala rubbed like it.

"Now you know?"

Cheng Hao remained unmoved, and threw himself onto the bed with a "pop".

"Know it."

Tang Mi leaned on his chest and listened to the sound. "You want to know if I have had any boyfriends in these years, and you want to understand why I went to kiss Shao Lin, and you want to know whether Boxi is there. Didn’t kiss me, and finally wanted to rely on a contract routine. I promised you that I will never leave in the future, right?"

"…right."

"Huh, businessman," Tang Mi raked back, "Azheng, you are much more cunning than before."

Cheng Hao couldn't argue.

He said that he couldn't help her, so he could only kiss her. The cunning fox, who was not embarrassed, kissed the little fox out of breath, and said angrily, "Who told you to go snorkeling in the morning?"

Cheng Hao was suffocated, sour and unreasonable. After holding back for a long time, he could only suffocate one sentence:

"Little white-eyed wolf."

The little white-eyed wolf kissed his new scumbag, then kissed his eyes, climbed onto him carefully, and smiled flatteringly: "Azheng, let's just let it pass, OK? ?"

Cheng Hao looked at her wet eyes, beautiful deceptive eyes.

"…good."

He told himself that it was okay.

Tang Mi was immediately happy.

She took out the phone next to her pillow, unlocked Cheng Hao's fingerprints, and lay down on his chest facing the camera: "Reconciliation, start with a selfie."

"eggplant."

Cheng Hao bent his eyes reflexively, and when he finished he felt that he was too cooperative, and his face was a little broken. It was a distorted, not so handsome and handsome bitter melon face when it came into the camera.

Compared with Tang Mi, who has white skin and big eyes with a sweet smile, a modern version of Beauty and the Beast.

"Deleted."

Cheng Hao is also a bit burdened by idols.

Tang Mi refused. She secretly sent a photo to her mobile phone. Under the guise of deleting the photo, she took a dozen more photos. Finally, she chose a photo with the smallest face: "Make a screen saver."

She took it for granted, justified.

Cheng Hao: "Oh."

He obediently responded and really set it up as a screensaver.

Tang Mi looked at the lightly sunken pear vortex on Cheng Hao's left cheek on the screen, as well as the extra-long eyelashes and shiny eyes, and said with joy: "My boyfriend is so handsome."

"Yep."

handsome.

Cheng Hao took it for granted.

"Wait—" Just when Tang Mi was about to return her phone to Cheng Hao, she found that Yiliu's factory-set default app had a Weibo logo. As far as she knew, Cheng Hao didn't open a personal blog.

She has searched that Zhengheng Group has only one official blue V.

"you-"

Cheng Hao said solemnly: "Special help Sun helped me, and I haven't used it."

Tang Mi glanced at him suspiciously, "Really?"

"real."

"Don't secretly sign up for Weibo?"

"No."

Tang Mi handed the phone back. Just when Cheng Hao breathed a sigh of relief, she turned around and blocked him with her body. Pick it up a bit."

She opened Weibo with a slur.

A string of numbers, even the nickname has not been changed. At first glance, it looks like a zombie account sent by Weibo, a watch list...

Tang Mi opened her eyes and hands quickly, the only one: Tang Mi sweetV.

There is no personal blog on the entire page, it's all about her.

"I just presented @唐咪sweet with 520 flowers and got 1040 admiration value. I feel cute! Dear friends, come send flowers to help!"

"I just presented @唐咪sweet with 520 flowers and got 1040 admiration value. I feel cute! Dear friends, come send flowers to help!"

"I just presented @唐咪sweet with 520 flowers and got 1040 admiration value. I feel cute! Dear friends, come send flowers to help!"

The attributes are random, sometimes only once every more than a month, sometimes several times a day.

Registration time, one year ago.

It happened that she had just stepped into the entertainment circle.

Tang Mi's mouth opened into an "O" shape: "Azheng..."

Cheng Hao reluctantly retracted the phone: "Sometimes I'm bored, so I'll give you flowers."

His emotions are all hidden in that understatement.

Tang Mi closed her mouth. She never said sweet things, but only when she was emotionally upset, she was rather indifferent to her words. She could only give a faint "ah", and then said after a long time:

"So you have Weibo."

Cheng Hao's ears turned red again.

"Sun and Sun helped me register." He made up for it, and put Tang Mi in his arms. "Sleep."

Don Mi: Can't sleep.

She regained her energy and took his mobile phone from the pillow. Cheng Hao could only helplessly watch her press his thumb to open the lock, renamed his personal blog, and changed his avatar. The avatar was taken just now, ten fingers. Interlocking.

Tang Mi's hands are white, and he is born with a piano player. Although Cheng Hao's hands are not beautiful, they are distinguished by their distinct bones, slender fingers, intertwined bronze and white, and they have the beauty of fine art photos.

Tangtang my goddess: [Remember, the fifth day Tangtang was with me. 】

"Aren't you afraid of being exposed?"

Cheng Hao asked curiously.

"What's wrong with it?" Tang Mi shook her middle finger, "You are wrong, the more obvious you are, the less people will think about it."

Besides, this look is idiotic Hanbo.

"I have a lot of fans online."

A bunch of Yan Gou.

Therefore, there are so many people who confess to marry her and marry her in the comments every day.

Cheng Hao said "Oh", Tang Mi looked up at him, and suddenly wanted to insert an eye in advance.

"Hey, if I say that the person who ran into your house today was sent by Qin Sisi and Lin Zhibin, believe it or not?"

"letter."

"what…"

Tang Mi is a bit weird. This is not the standard answer for the heroine. Under normal circumstances, it shouldn’t be, "I don’t believe I don’t believe Miss Qin would do this"...

"What are you thinking about?" Cheng Hao flicked her nose, focusing on another point, "In the future, stay away from the dude, and there will be those with the surname Po."

Tang Mi said angrily "Oh".

"But I don't like Miss Qin either. When you see her in the future, stay away from her, well, ten meters away."

"…Row."

Cheng Hao held her tightly in his arms: "Go to sleep, I will leave the island tomorrow."

The complexion is so bad.

Tang Mi "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

Cheng Hao seemed to be accustomed to her virtues, and pointed to the bathroom: "There are."

"My leg hurts." Tang Mi looked at him baffledly, Cheng Hao sighed in his heart, but people had gotten up as usual and gave her a face wash.

The next day, there were a few more people in front of the private apron.

With Qin Sisi, Lin Zhibin, Long Dao, and Boxi, Jiang Xinwei took the lead and led the way up. The little internet celebrity got on the plane and wanted to take a photo with Tang Mi, but Cheng Hao stopped.

"Tang Mi is not taking a photo."

Qin Sisi looked at him thoughtfully, and she found that since getting on the plane, Mr. Cheng couldn't wait to be far away from her, and even the words that were so simple as "Uh" and "ah" were almost impatient, she didn't understand—

Could it be that something happened before?

That's it.

Watch the changes.

The wind and waves along the way were calm and lasted until the next day.

She went to Shanda Entertainment first to train classical etiquette. After half a day of class was over, Li Rong waved to her outside.

It is not allowed to bring communication equipment in during the training. Tang Mi wiped his sweat and went out: "What's the matter?"

Li Rong threw her mobile phone to her and smiled mysteriously: "Someone is looking for it."

Tang Mi glanced at the phone, and smiled when she picked it up: "Azheng?"

"Are you free right now?"

"Yes, I have."

"Come out then." Cheng Hao's voice came from the microphone to his ears, "Go eat."

Li Rong jumped on the side "Aoaoao".

Tang Mi threw the towel to him, and took Li Rong from the big bag in her hand to the dressing room to change clothes. After changing the clothes, he put a combat makeup on the mirror, painted a male color, pursed his mouth, and made sure the water in the mirror. The beauty of Dangdang didn't show any timidity before going out.

"boarding."

Lamborghini's rear window was lowered, and Cheng Hao curled his eyes towards her behind the mirror.

Tang Mi leaned on the skirt and got into the car: "I changed to a new car—"

The words were not finished, but the lips were already blocked.

The baffle behind the driver's seat has already been raised, isolating a quiet world.

Tang Mi pretended to earn money, and finally hung herself around Cheng Hao's neck obediently. When the two separated panting, Tang Mi's face was already full of peach blossoms.

"go to eat."

Cheng Hao ran his fingers across the corners of her mottled lips, "Change lipstick."

"why?"

"This... is really unpalatable."

Cheng Hao's eyes were faint.

"Where are you going now?"

Tang Mi thought he would say, take her to dinner, and find someone for dinner, isn't it all for dinner.

"Go to my new home, you will like it."

And at this moment, the news that "the national husband and a woman surnamed Qin were visiting the private island together" was quietly fermenting.