Dressed As the President’s First Love

Cheng Hao was really biting.

Soon, as if he felt the other party's shrinking, he licked it gently with the tip of his tongue again.

Cheng Hao held her face and plunged in, but under the slightly closed eyelids, those dull eyes were like a storm brewing a whole cloud.

Tang Mi could only feel the violent anger of the other party in this kiss. Her lips hurt because of the bite, and the other party was rubbing hard, as if he was about to bite off a piece of her flesh.

"…pain."

The fragmented sound came out of the bite kiss.

Tang Mi grabbed the button on his chest, and the man's body under the white shirt was as tight as iron, but it softened a little with the soft comfort.

Cheng Hao was a little sad.

His anger is like an inflated balloon, and it deflates easily with just a touch of her soft fingertips.

"Are you still angry?"

Tang Mi rounded his neck, raised her face, her diamond-like mouth pouted slightly, like a cute kissing fish, she closed her eyes and turned her heart: "If you are still angry, you will bite it again."

Cheng Hao:...

He sighed slightly.

This cunning fox is best at playing tricks on people's hearts.

Tang Mi could feel the cold gaze falling on her face, as if to pierce her skin and penetrate her heart in the dark.

"Ms. Cheng, here it is."

The driver drove the car to the underground parking lot of the hotel. The car went dumb and a little light came in from the window, but neither of them moved. Cheng Hao sat upright on the sofa in the back seat, stroked her soft black hair with his fingers again and again.

The horse's tail fell away, covering the beautiful and delicate face, and the skin became paler.

The driver didn't wait for a reply, and started the car again, and the car radio played a song outside: "...Do you love me or not, do you love me..."

The rough singing of the man brushed over the ends of his hair and echoed in the silent carriage.

Cheng Hao moved, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes became calm. He pulled Tang Mi out of the car, and the two returned to her suite surrounded by bodyguards one after another. Du Xiyue gently brought the door up.

"Slap—" A soft sound.

There seemed to be a key in the body that was gently pressed, the light in the hallway had not been turned on, and in the darkness, there was only the sound of a man rustling and untying his belt. Tang Mi was pressed against the wall with his back facing the man. The sound of the zipper was particularly clear in the dead silence.

A trouser leg was roughly pulled off.

Tang Mi screamed, both painful and happy: "Are you crazy?!"

"Yes, I'm crazy."

From the back on, Cheng Hao pressed her head firmly, not allowing her to turn around, not wanting to see her bewildering face, let alone letting her see her real and turbulent desire for her.

Tang Mi's body seemed to be pierced hard, and the tingling sensation rose at the same time.

With her face against the hard wall, there was a heavy panting behind her, she gritted her teeth, trying to suppress the moan that rushed out of her throat. The two quickly shifted their positions again, stumbled into the soft mattress, and the other leg of the trousers was kicked off.

The sweater is neatly wrapped, but the bottom is stuck together at a negative distance.

But even if the body was so close, Cheng Hao still couldn't feel her heart.

He suddenly stopped moving.

Leaning on her back and panting, Tang Mi was forced to the floor, facing those dark eyes that hid countless undercurrents, Cheng Hao told her:

"Tang Mi, I want an explanation."

"What's the explanation?"

"The scandal, the scandal between you and Boxi."

Tang Mi wrinkled her nose suddenly and raised her left hand, like an innocent and well-behaved little white rabbit, she suddenly jumped to another channel:

"I swear, I really don't know about this, Ah Zheng, you have to believe me."

"I originally planned to go to sleep after applying the mask. It's not a worm, ah, but Boxi called me and said that Long Dao was nearby and I went there."

"Then your worm confessed to you?"

Tang Mi got to the point in an instant.

She got up, pressed Cheng Hao under her body, contracted her lower abdomen, and said triumphantly, "You are mine, if it weren't for you to come too early." Otherwise, you can definitely see the scene of my rejection of his fame."

Cheng Hao looked at her, his eyebrows clustered slightly, and the tears under his eyes seemed to be caught in a cluster of fire because of holding his breath: "Really?"

"Of course, it's true."

"Then you reject him now."

Cheng Hao moved her body, pulled her upside down, still connected underneath, but her hand accurately touched the phone that Tang Mi had just dropped on the bed sheet.

"Just now, refuse."

He found the phone and dialed it directly for her.

After less than a sound, the other side picked it up, and Boxi's gentle voice came from the receiver: "...Mi?"

Cheng Hao opened his voice and lipped at her below him: say.

Tang Mi bit her scalp, "Po, Po, classmates," but she insisted, "Your confession I—"

"You don't have to give me an answer."

The other side interrupted her: "Xiao Mi, you have a boyfriend. I just tell you my mood. I don't dare to think about the possibility between you and me. It will be fine after a while."

"...Just like in the second year of junior high."

A low sigh came from the receiver.

Cheng Hao looked at her with a deep gaze, but Tang Mi couldn't tell, she said according to the old script: "I'm sorry, I don't like you."

At the moment when her words fell, Cheng Hao tugged her mobile phone, hung up, and threw it on the coffee table, pulling her to turn around, and then she stopped holding her back. Tang Mi was uncomfortable and tossed by him. Only rested overnight.

When he woke up dazedly the next day, Cheng Hao sat next to him, with a blanket between his waist and abdomen, holding a document in his hand and looking at it, his brows were calm as water.

"…what time is it?"

"Eleven o'clock."

Tang Mi gave a chuckle in her heart, and was about to get out of bed, but her legs were so soft that she couldn't stand up, "I have a play in the morning."

"I helped you ask for leave from Director Qi."

"you-"

Tang Mi turned around so angry that she didn't want to talk to him.

The play is bigger than the sky, no matter how much she has trouble, she has always followed the rules of the crew, but she didn't expect that he would help herself with the privileges when he came.

"I'll be here for two days."

Cheng Hao looked at her blankly, "It's okay, what Director Qi said."

"You are the investor's father, how dare he say there is a problem?"

Tang Mi didn't want to talk.

"It's a big deal, I'll accompany you to the filming."

Cheng Hao felt that he had backed down a step, but Tang Mi told him categorically, "No."

"why?"

"The crew has fans visiting the class every day." Tang Mi looked at him, "You will be discovered."

There was a strange expression on Cheng Hao's face that made Tang Mi's indescribable, and his eyes almost glowed for an instant.

"what is the relationship."

He raised his head slightly arrogantly, "I'm not ugly."

"It won't work anyway, you and me... will not be exposed for the time being."

Tang Mi grabbed his arm, "OK?"

Cheng Hao's face suddenly froze like ice.

"So, even if you didn't arrange everything yesterday, if you knew in advance, you would gladly go to the appointment and acquiesce in the occurrence of the scandal?"

Tang Mi nodded hard: "Yes."

The best way to cover up a scandal is to create another topic that is even more sensational.

Boxi is just right.

"Don Mi!"

Cheng Hao shook her hand abruptly, "I'm so shameless?"

He was so angry that his heart and lungs hurt, his chest was rising and falling, and he raised his hand to turn on the TV in the hotel.

"See you every day in entertainment" was on the TV screen, and the host smiled and introduced the biggest scandal in the recent circle: "The King Bo, who has always been a scandal insulator, was wearing a couple costume in the middle of the night with a third-line artist. Stall for supper..."

"...It seems that our actor is also a good thing approaching, the host Xiaoxi also felt a bit of heartache, let us see who is this third-line artist."

On the screen, her face is clearly visible.

"Did you see it?" Cheng Hao remained calm, his voice extremely weak, "Is this the result you want?"

"You don't allow me to gossip with Qin Sisi, but you have already ‘long talked all night’ with Boxi, Tang Mi, don’t you think you’re too selfish?"

Tang Mi shook her head: "Azheng, do you remember the interview you did?"

"remember."

"I am called Miss T on the Internet, Miss T, who loves vanity and worships money and self-interest. I am going to reveal my relationship with you. Have you ever thought about the consequences?" Tang Mi also revealed her benefits at this moment. Claw, "Netizens will tear me apart."

The good image she just created may be immediately destroyed.

"This is just one possibility, and there is another possibility. Maybe they will bless us." Cheng Hao looked at her disapprovingly, "Public opinion can be manipulated."

"And you don't even want to take this little risk."

"...Tang Mi, you really don't love me."

Tang Mi was about to open her mouth, but Cheng Hao pinched her mouth with his hands. He forbade her to speak. He looked at her for a while and asked her:

"If there is a man now, who is younger and richer than me, who is committed to you and pursues you hard, will you leave me behind like I was back then?"

Tang Mi was shocked by the sadness in his eyes.

This sadness, like being frustrated for many years, was bred by parting, accompanied by restlessness, and finally condensed into the deepest pain, which has been haunting the man in front of him.

But she found that she couldn't answer him.