Dressed As the President’s First Love

"Cheng Hao...?"

Tang Mi turned to him in surprise, and when she met those deep and gloomy eyes, she was stunned. When she picked up the conversation again, she just said:

"open."

"Cheng, please let go."

Bo Xi supported the wall and stood up.

There is no visible injury on his body, except for a piece of skin on the corner of his lips. When he stood up straight, his eyebrows were almost as high as Cheng Hao, and he wore the previous dress.

"Xiao Mi, she doesn't want to."

Cheng Hao's lips were pressed into a straight line, showing obvious resistance.

He didn't speak up, but stood straight forward, blocking Boxi.

Tang Mi shook his hand, but didn't shake him off.

The wrist was firmly clamped by a pair of iron tongs and could not move.

"What are you crazy about?"

She lowered her voice and spoke quickly.

Yes, he is crazy.

Cheng Hao looked down and could only see the woman's soft and slender fingers, with a firmness that was completely different from the appearance, breaking him one by one.

The breaking force was great, and he was not merciful.

Fearing that she would hurt her finger, Cheng Hao couldn't help but loosen it.

Tang Mi immediately broke away from him like a fish, swimming away.

She was smiling most of the time, but now she was cold, rubbing her wrists, looking at him with a guard. Bo Xi took a step forward, blocking her behind.

The two looked at him like an enemy.

Cheng Hao felt the ridicule.

A moment ago, the two were still rubbing their ears and temples, but the next moment, she hid behind the other man, as if...he was a scourge.

Lucas cursed and was sent back to his guest room by the person Nancy had brought.

The butler asked one by one, trying to find the servant who gave the key. William and Nancy were discussing the solution for today’s affairs. The key was still in the door, the door was open, and the copper in the corner of the corridor could be seen. light.

Outside the window is a deep night.

Even in Paris, the night is no different.

Buzzing, buzzing, Cheng Hao's ears seemed to be filled with sea water, he seemed to be unable to hear anything, but the reality showed him hideous.

"Cheng, it's time to go."

Yu Jie reminded him.

Cheng Hao didn't listen to it. The knuckles that had been broken started to hurt each other, and he just laughed.

"Tang Mi, you are really willing to put your effort."

When he smiled, the dimple on one side sank shallowly, revealing a little bit of childishness, like an innocent child.

Tang Mi couldn't help looking away.

The nightgowns were put together, the people who had just been fighting in the group were sent out one by one by the housekeeper, and the curses were scattered. The room that was still crowded just now was mostly empty.

"Without any effort, how can President Cheng be sober."

"Yes, awake."

Cheng Hao laughed again.

When he smiles, he looks very beautiful, his eyes are deep, and the light image is about to be absorbed, and the darkness is not bottomless.

Yu Jie couldn't help but glanced at him.

This man who had always been unsmiling in front of her turned out to be like this in front of Tang Mi.

He had never smiled at her. Even if he did, he was mostly polite and polite, like a thick shell, far away. But with Tang Mi, he would lose his temper, get angry, and smile.

In just a few minutes, she saw the other side of him--

Yu Jie lowered her eyes to cover her ups and downs, and she didn't know what she was thinking in a mess. .

Nancy confessed a few words that Lucas bought the key to get the servant. She apologized to Tang Mi and asked with concern:

"Tang, ifyouuneedhelp——"

She looked at these young men and women.

Nancy remembered that William introduced her to her just now, this handsome new friend is Dongfang Doll’s ex-boyfriend, and Bo is her current boyfriend...

Tang Mi rejected her kindness.

William patted Cheng Hao and made a drinking pose.

Cheng Hao shook her head, Nancy pulled out the key from the door, and left with William. Before leaving, she looked into the room.

"Wow~" She sighed with emotion.

The four people in the room were still pestering, Yu Jie did not leave, Cheng Hao did not leave, and Bo Xi did not leave.

Tang Mi's eyes stopped at the corner of Cheng Hao's mouth:

"Go back and get some medicine."

Cheng Hao's smile spread, only halfway through, and it dissipated in Tang Mi's next sentence.

"Cheng Hao, thank you for coming to rescue me today. You... go back first."

He goes back first?

Cheng Hao subconsciously looked at Bo Xi. The young actor smiled at him calmly and nodded politely:

"Mr Cheng walks slowly."

The two stood side by side at the door, if paired with a big red flower, it would be like a newcomer who sent off guests before.

Cheng Hao wiped his face severely, without moving a single step:

"Tang Mi, let's talk."

"It's too late, Cheng always has something to talk about, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Tang Mi pointed her finger at the door, "There is also Miss Yu."

The intention of chasing guests was so obvious that Yu Jie couldn't help it, stomped her feet, walked to the door, turned her head and looked back, and found that Cheng Hao was still standing there.

She couldn't help but feel sorry for him again.

A man who is strategizing in a shopping mall, he has nothing to do with a woman alone, he lowers his noble head in front of her-and that woman?

Yu Jie tried to see the look on Tang Mi's face, but only found the haziness covered by clouds.

"We broke up for a long time, Cheng Hao."

Tang Mi sighed.

"Three months and twenty-eight days."

Cheng Hao raised his head.