Dressed As the President’s First Love

"Good morning."

The next day, it was rare to clear up.

The curtains were pulled open, and Tang Mi was lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully all night, and her bones were soft asleep.

With his hands on his forehead, his eyes narrowed slightly by the sunlight through the glass. Cheng Hao didn't know when he got up, and leaned against the wall next to the window with his back on his back. His whole body was covered with a layer of soft light. In the soft light, Tang Mi could only vaguely see the corners of his raised mouth:

It seems that another night has passed.

Tang Mi also laughed:

"Good morning, boyfriend."

The boyfriend walked respectfully to the bed and looked down at her:

"The sun is tanning."

Tang Mi buried her head deep, leaving only a pair of eyes and half-breasted black hair exposed outside, and her skin was snowy.

Cheng Hao smiled, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, lowered his head to the pillow, and snapped a snapshot of Tang Mi who hadn't wiped his eye feces on the bed.

"what are you doing?"

Tang Mi asked in horror.

"Say hello to netizens."

Cheng Hao didn't turn his head back, but pointed at her with the back of his head with slightly longer hair.

Tang Mi "Bangdi" jumped up from the bed, she changed into a white cotton nightdress some time ago, and the hem of the skirt was rolled up. She rushed over, and the two little rabbits rubbed against Cheng Hao's back, reaching for the mobile phone in his hand.

Cheng Hao raised the phone, pressing his thumb quickly.

When Tang Mi bounced around and grabbed her hand, she was desperate to find that Cheng Hao had taken a group photo and posted it on the Internet, with her messy hair and small beige particles in the corners of her eyes... not beautiful at all.

Cheng Hao v: Good morning, sunshine.

"you--"

"You deliberately!"

This is revenge from Cheng Hao, absolutely.

"Yes, I did it on purpose."

He was leaning on the coffee table next to the bed with his long feet, and his eyes glided across her leaning chest.

Tang Mi didn't know that tofu had been eaten up by others, but she still said in a suffocating way:

"Do your employees know that their boss is so naive?"

Cheng Hao leaned down and dropped a kiss on her lips: "They don't need to know."

His relatives always have many ways. At this time, they are carefully rubbing her lips, as if peeling the lychee skin, carefully and patiently peeling the skin away until the juicy flesh is exposed, and then tossing and sucking, Tang Mi's tongue was sore by him, and she gave a soft "um".

She beat him:

"lighter."

The two seemed to have revealed the unhappiness of last night at the same time. Cheng Hao grabbed the back of her head with a chuckle, and rubbed her lips together:

"Are there any sets?"

Tang Mi pulled out the coffee table, the hotel spare set, one is the cheap Okamoto, and the other is more expensive, the Japanese brand, only the number 0.01 can be seen, which is about the thickness.

"here."

Cheng Hao yanked the 0.01 in his hand, pulled off the belt, and brought it to the older friend, rolled up her skirt, and rushed in with his help.

He seemed to punish her. Tang Mi's thin crescent eyebrows clumped together in an instant, ten fingers clenched the bed sheet, her finger bones turned white, and she gritted her teeth:

"lighter."

Cheng Hao was a little lighter now.

The bed in the hotel is not so soft. Tang Mi was hit by him with pain in his pubic bone. Cheng Hao looked at her condescendingly. He changed her nightdress when he got up last night. She rarely wears such a white cotton dress, but it reminds him of it. In the past countless nights of enthusiasm.

Memories and reality intertwined, pain flashed in Cheng Hao’s eyes, but joy quickly passed over his head. He folded her a little harder, trying to bury himself in her body, as if this was the only way for them. People can have no boundaries and no barriers.

The joy of waking up in the morning lasted a long time before it dissipated.

Tang Mi was tossed with sore muscles and bones. The bed was wet and unable to stay, so she could only shift her position and slumped on the sofa. Cheng Hao's servant seemed to be picking up the yin and replenishing the yang, and he was wearing a tie with a refreshing expression on his face. , A whole scumbag, but looking at it, he is still well-dressed and handsome.

She squinted: "Are you leaving?"

Could it be a thousand miles to send guns?

Cheng Hao buttoned the last button on his elbow, put on his coat, and nodded:

"There will be a meeting in the afternoon."

"I asked Special Assistant Sun to stay and help you, your little assistant... dealt with it earlier."

He touched her hair, leaned down and looked at her, "I accept Du Xiyue's resignation."

"you--"

Tang Mi opened her mouth, "She...very good."

"not good enough."

Cheng Hao only looked at the results. His money was not brought by the wind.

"Goodbye." He clasped the back of her head and gave her a deep kiss. Until the breath on both sides was unstable, he stepped back a little, and rubbed the corners of her lips with his fingers. He stared at her intently, "Tang Sugar, we won't separate, will we?"

"right."

Tang Mi nodded, and she blinked at him, hintingly, "If you want, anytime."

At this moment, Cheng Hao, Fu Zhi understood her meaning like a heart, and he blinked his eyes, the ring...

He touched his trouser pocket and then remembered that he had come in a hurry, and he had stored the ring in the safe of the villa.

Cheng Hao was secretly annoyed, but still calmly on his face, looking around, finally found a Coca-Cola can on the coffee table in front of the hotel sofa.

He didn't want to waste any moment of her loosening, he took the can, removed the pull ring, knelt on one knee, and said to her solemnly in the not-so-dream hotel like this:

"Tang Mi, marry me."

Without flowers, the ring is just an easy pull ring that breaks when you pull it.

She was also wearing a ruffled cotton skirt. The skirt was stained with an unknown liquid, and even her hair was messy, but Tang Mi suddenly felt that compared to the most exquisite western restaurant, there was nothing like violin, flowers, and balloons. Can beat this moment for a moment, he has eagerness and enthusiasm in his eyes, warm love, and hesitating anxiety.

"good."

She stretched out her left hand to him.

Cheng Hao solemnly put on the pull tab for her.

Two men and women over fifty years old together, in such a low-class hotel, used a simple pull-tab to ask for a simple marriage, not grand, not romantic, but warm.

Cheng Hao hugged her abruptly. At this moment, this hard-liner had slightly wet eyes, and the arms around her trembled slightly:

"Tang Mi, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"No." Tang Mi held up his face and kissed his forehead lightly, "It's not a dream, I am yours."

You are mine too.

She thought.

She had to inlay this easy pull ring and keep it, in case Cheng Hao regretted his marriage in the future.

Cheng Hao hugged her and turned around. This stupid man, at this moment, was no more unhappy. The worry, jealousy and frenzy of last night were all overwhelmed by ecstasy. He was so happy that he couldn't do anything. He put her down. He ran to the bathroom, locked the door, and laughed three times in the mirror "haha". The man in the mirror was so stupid, but he was very happy.

She is willing to marry me.

She is mine now.

She finally...is mine.

After laughing, he covered his eyes again, not knowing whether it was sour or happy, tears slipped from his fingers.

The torment of the past countless days and nights seems to be relieved at this moment, and it will always go smoothly, right?

Cheng Hao took the phone and sent a message to Old Cheng: [Dad, my marriage proposal was successful. 】

Old man Cheng replied in seconds: [Congratulations to the silly son. 】

Tang Mi was outside the bathroom door, leaning against the wall and closing her eyes: God, should we let her go?

Cheng Hao washed his face. When he came out, he couldn't see the same. The eyelashes were wet, and even his eyes were washed with water.

"Tangtang--" He touched the easy pull ring on her left ring finger, "This is just a promise, you wait."

He will give her a truly grand proposal ceremony under the blessing of everyone.

"Then I'll wait."

Tang Mi leaped into his arms. At this moment, she thought, what love is, she might not understand in this life. But at least at this moment, she hopes to be with him at every moment in the future.

As for the reason...

Only the conclusion can be made clear.

Cheng Hao hugged her: "I have to go, I can't push anymore."

He reluctantly let go of her, so happy that he was suffering from gains and losses: "Next Wednesday, you will go back to Beicheng to shoot commercials, right?"

Cheng Hao confirmed to her.

Tang Mi nodded: "Yes."

"Then I will wait for you in North City."

Before leaving, he couldn't help but kiss her deeply, her lips were as sweet as honey, her eyes were as clear as water, and her cheeks were as beautiful as flowers.

"I am leaving."

Cheng Hao took a deep look at her, turned and pushed the door to go out. Tang Mi leaned on the door and squinted as the man was surrounded by bodyguards walking towards the elevator. He seemed to feel something, looked back, and walked away again and disappeared. At the corner of the corridor.

Special help from Sun appeared before her in a mysterious way:

"Miss Tang."

He dared not lift his head.

Tang Mi closed the door, quickly changed into her clothes, turned on the exhaust fan in the bathroom, and opened the door after about ten minutes. Sun Tezhu stood respectfully outside the door, with a long face behind him. The elderly middle-aged man carried a briefcase in his hand.

"I asked Li Rong to bring Xiao Shi here."

Tang Mi took a step back.

The three of them sat and waited in front of the corner sofa.

Li Rong came very quickly, with a ignorant little stone behind him.

"Sister Tang."

She looked around suspiciously. Sister Du was gone. There were only three bodyguards left outside of Sister Tang's door. Sister Tang, Special Assistant Sun and a strange man all looked at her directly.

Xiaoshi felt something was wrong.

"You sit down."

Tang Mi pointed to the opposite seat.

Xiaoshi sat down tremblingly, how could it be a bit like a trial in three courts? She remembered a particularly guilty thing she had done recently.

"There is something wrong with Boxi, you don't seem to be nervous?"

This is the point of Tang Mi's doubts.

According to Xiao Shi's care for Boxi, he has done everything, why would he be injured by Boxi, and seem indifferent-or at least not care about it so much.

"Ms. Bo was injured, and I am also very sorry."

Xiao Shi lowered his eyes, and said in an awkward manner.

"Look at this."

Tang Mi showed her a screenshot of the conversation between her and Bo Xi, "Xiao Shi, you graduated from a regular school and signed a formal confidentiality contract beforehand. I am very disappointed."

"Tang, Sister Tang, yes, sorry...I didn't mean it."

Sun Te helped the lawyer brought by his side to push the glasses:

"According to the terms of the contract, we can sue Ms. Shi and get a large amount of compensation. In addition, Ms. Shi revealed the information of the hiring person to non-personnel affairs. I am a bodyguard. No matter which entertainment company, I will not and dare not. want you."