Dressed As the President’s First Love

"It seems that Mr. Cheng loves Miss Tang very much."

Yu Yihai sighed, and the screen turned into an interview with Cheng Hao half a year ago at the moment his words fell.

The man’s features were cold and sharp, and his eyebrows were sharp, but a mole under his eyelid neutralized the coldness. He looked at the audience:

"...It's not sad, it should be said that it is reality. When you are too poor, you don't deserve to talk about self-esteem and love, and it just so happened that my first girlfriend taught me a lesson with reality."

A lesson...a lesson...

With this sentence circulating in her ear, Tang Mi unconsciously raised her head and glanced at Yu Yihai. The two were not far apart, and there was a river between them. She could still detect the fleeting apology in his eyes.

Cheng Hao on the other end of the phone also heard it.

He smiled lowly: "I almost forgot this paragraph."

"In fact, in relationships, no one can stay sensible. Tangtang is the same as me. We were separated for many years because of a misunderstanding, but when we met again, we fell in love again. It's that simple."

"So, your previous interview was a misunderstanding."

"Yes, misunderstanding."

Cheng Hao paused:

"I love her and never stop."

Through the earpiece and the speaker, the man's voice is a bit distorted, but the hidden simplicity is like waves of ocean waves, impacting everyone's eardrums and heart.

There was a gasp in the audience.

"Ohhhhhhhh-"

This, special, what, clear, clear, just, yes, present, real, version, child, words!

The prince and the princess met many years later. The two solved their misunderstandings and fell in love again. What a romantic story. Especially the two of them have the same beauty. You don’t need to polish or paste to see the invisible beauty. It's like a walking idol drama.

Even Luni, who has always been calm, couldn't help showing her aunt's smile.

Seeing that Yu Yihai was waiting to ask again, Tang Mi interjected in time, and her face showed just the right blush on her face. There was a smile in her peach blossom eyes, and her voice was sweet:

"Brother Hai, the live connection has been three minutes."

Yu Yihai coughed. It's not a good idea to continue to be a stalker, otherwise he would really become a stalker paparazzi.

Today's program, two big melons broke out in a row, one is the actor, the other is the national husband, not worried about the topic, he has a hunch that the ratings will be violent.

Yu Yihai accepts as soon as he sees it: "OK, the live connection is over. Thanks to Miss Tang and Mr. Cheng for their cooperation, and thank them for sharing such a beautiful and moving story with us. Let's continue our talk show."

Maybe it’s because the previous material was too hot. In the last ten minutes of the interview, the fans on the stage were a little absent-minded, and even the guests on the stage were not in a good state, especially Bo Xi and Qin Sisi led by the frequency and response of the conversation. Both are much slower than before.

On the contrary, Xue Qixuan has always been stubborn, and in the end, in a "happy" atmosphere, the entire program was recorded.

Saying goodbye to the choreographer and host, Tang Mi shook the bag, took a pack of tissues and went to the bathroom. He drank too much red date soup, and just couldn't hold back on stage...

After putting the water in, I washed my hands with the faucet and made sure that the makeup was not applied before Shi Shiran went out.

Du Xiyue followed her inseparably.

To go to the lobby to take the elevator, you need to go through a corridor. When passing the safety exit, Du Xiyue suddenly raised her hand. She hushed to Tang Mi and pointed to the safe passage.

Don Mi: Someone?

Du Xiyue nodded, with a strange expression on her face.

Tang Mi heard a little too, her voice was very familiar, she had been bombarding her ears in the studio just now, the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks Yu Yihai.

Who is he talking to, and the other person's voice... also inexplicably familiar.

Tang Mi suddenly woke up, Qin Sisi.

Could it be...

Both of them wore flat shoes, Tang Mi cat waist to the door, Du Xiyue's surprised eyes glanced at her and she ignored it, but the heat on her cheeks could not go down: she turned out to be such a vulgar coffee ...

Even though she spit on herself in every possible way, Tang Mi stood firm and continued to listen.

Across the floor of the door, although the voice is vague, it can be heard clearly anyway.

Yu Yihai: "...Xiao Qin, go to Haige's house another day, Xiao Wu misses you very much."

Qin Sisi's voice is very low:

"How is Xiaowu?"

"Very good, will it be your father's memorial day in two days? I will take Xiaowu and go to my house to worship."

The two said something more, just for this moment, two consecutive groups of people have passed by Tang Mi and the others. They are all familiar faces that you occasionally see on the TV station. The eyes they handed out were quite strange.

Whenever this happens, Tang Mi will pretend to lower his head and tie his shoelaces——

Tie the shoelaces again, Tang Mi stood up, and when she was about to leave, the words ended when the two were unnourished.

Tang Mi stepped out and took it back.

"Xiao Qin, Brother Hai really can't do this. Miss Tang's personal cuts are the hot spots of this show. It is impossible for the show crew to cut and replace yours..."

"Brother Hai, you are the first brother, can't you be the master?"

"Sisi," the other party shouted helplessly this time, "Your father is gone, Brother Hai also hopes to take care of you, but we can't move these thoughts."

"Brother Hai hopes that you can stand upright in the entertainment industry. In fact, if you are eye-catching in this issue, Brother Hai can keep your Cut as much as possible, but Miss Tang is indeed talented and capable, even if I insist on cutting. , The program group will not allow it either."

"Does even Haige support Miss Tang?"

Qin Sisi murmured, disheartened.

"Sisi, your father has such a kindness towards Xiaowu, I treat you as a relative, because I am a relative, I am willing to help you, but I can't just watch you go astray."

Yu Yihai's voice suddenly became severe: "Besides Miss Tang is protected by Mr. Cheng, you can't afford to offend."

"Brother Hai, has there ever been such a person by your side, she is all better than you, more beautiful than you, smarter than you, and even a boyfriend... is something you can only dream of," Qin Sisi's voice softened, "I Very sad."

"You mean Miss Tang?"

Qin Sisi didn't say a word.

"Why do you have to compare with others, Sisi, you also have your strengths, you are kind, careful, and talented in acting. You will surely get ahead in time."

"...No, in the midst of something, something is telling me that as long as there is Tang Mi for a day, I can't make it out."

Qin Sisi confided in the elders who always thought of herself as a younger generation, "Whenever Tang Mi shows up, everyone around me will eventually turn towards her. I'm... very scared."

Yu Yihai looked at her, "Tomorrow Haige will take you to the doctor to talk."

"I'm not sick, I just..."

Tang Mi didn't listen to the next words.

She took the recording pen in Du Xiyue's hand into her bag, turned around and went to the lobby, where Li Rong was waiting in front of the elevator, with an anxious expression: "If you don't come out again, I have to flush to the toilet to get people."

"Evil or disgusting..."

Tang Mi pretended to be disgusted, and was about to bury the agent, but saw Bo Xi quietly standing next to the elevator, looking to her.

"Brother Po."

She nodded politely.

Bo Xi sighed for a long time: "Sure enough, I shouldn't say anything, I'll have everything."

Tang Mi blinked innocently.

In fact, if it were not for the golden thighs at home, she wouldn't mind chatting with this handsome little brother. However, out of consideration that more is not as good as less, it is better to be less sultry.

"It's rare to see each other, why don't you go to the pub for a glass of sake?"

Tang Mi looked out the window and recorded it for a long time. The night was deep, "No, it's too late. If you don't go back, my old lady must be killed."

"You still live with your uncle and aunt?"

Tang Mi noticed that Bo Xi let out a sigh of relief.

"right."

When the elevator came, Tang Mi walked in and waved her hands sweetly: "By the way, Brother Bo, you have your illegitimate meal in the basement, so remember to bring a bodyguard when you go downstairs."

"Thank you." Bo Xi looked at her, his voice hidden in his throat, "See you in January."

When Tang Mi came home, after washing and stretching on the bed, Cheng Hao chased the phone in time. In the video, the man was wearing a bathrobe, showing his **** chest muscles, his hair was half-dry, and he sat loose in a chair.

"Girlfriend, how did your boyfriend behave just now?"

"Reluctantly, 100 points."

Tang Mi pretended to be arrogant, and a naughty smile at the corner of her mouth revealed her satisfaction.

"Then my dear girlfriend, is there a reward?"

Tang Mi put down her legs, her cheeks were stained with peach blossoms due to exercise, and her eyes were flooded. There was a trace of naughty in her eyes. She put her hand on one of the shoulder straps and slowly pulled it down. Cheng Hao's eyes were dark, just at this moment— —

She brushed her shoulder straps up again.

"Mr. Cheng, this is the end of the benefits."

"You wait."

Cheng Hao gritted his teeth and hung up the video.

Tang Mi rolled on the bed and was happy that he had successfully teased Cheng Hao. Who made this person always stare in front of others?

Besides, that interview was really terrible.

An hour later, Tang Mi's phone rang.

She picked it up and couldn't help licking her teeth.

Cheng Hao, Emperor Mensao, sent a half-length picture. In the half-clear light and shadow, the man's upper body was naked, showing perfect eight-pack abs and mermaid line. The belt of the low-rise jeans was half untied and fell loose. Downfall.

A drop of sweat winded down along the mermaid line, falling into the invisible shadow, making people want to poke off the trouser pocket and go down...

Tang Mi stopped his yellow violent thoughts, thinking how to fight back, a word came over there.

Cheng: [I suspect that your essence is a book. 】

Sugar Sugar: [? ? ? 】

...... Could it be that Chuanshu was found?

Cheng: [Otherwise, why make me sleepy the more I look at it? 】

Okay, the local flavor of love, a false alarm.

Tang Mi sent a tweeted emoticon.

Tangtangtang: [It feels like you are a bit...different today. 】

Cheng: [Where is it different? 】

Tangtangtang: [A bit too high. 】

As usual, this person would never send such a sultry photo. Tang Mi couldn't help laughing when he thought of Cheng Hao posing in the mirror for a snap shot.

Cheng: [Well, very happy. 】

Sugar Sugar: [Why? 】

Cheng: [Nothing. 】

Tang Mi said "Oh" and said goodnight: [I'm going to sleep. 】

Mr. Cheng from a foreign country has never fallen asleep since he was awakened.