Dressed As the President’s First Love

Tang Mi opened her eyes wide and looked at the neighborhood in front of her.

To be precise, it is a group of villas.

The area with an inch of land and an inch of gold in Beicheng, "The Capital of Heaven", was not open to the market from the opening to the end. It is said that it is either rich or expensive, and most people cannot get the number. The external bidding price has reached 300,000 one flat—

There is still a price but no market.

The car slowly drove in and circled the lake. In this moment, Tang Mi has seen several familiar faces that he often sees on TV. Even the famous **** star Li Dan 20 years ago was also there. in.

The greening is done very well. The wind and sand in the north city seems to be blocked out all the year round. The rear window is lowered. It rained last night. Take a deep breath and smell the unique fragrance of plants mixed with earthy smell.

Lamborghini stopped in front of a duplex villa and turned off the fire.

Cheng Hao walked around to Tang Mi's side and opened the door for her gentlemanly.

In front of me is a small three-story western-style building with a European-style dome and a white building, hidden in the shadows of many trees, like walking out of the front page of an exquisite magazine.

On the left of the bungalow is a large flowerbed full of red roses, on the right is an open-air circular swimming pool, and further on is the fresh greenery. The venue is large enough to hold a football match almost at any time. On the edge of the greenery, there is a grape stand, and the small green fruits are now growing, and a rose-like swing stands beside it.

There is a strong fragrance of roses in the air.

The noon sun was a little bit strong, and everything was shining brightly.

Tang Mi turned her head, Cheng Hao's face was light, his expression was not real. .

In the wind, the memories of someone who do not know quietly popped up.

"...I, I want a small western-style building in the future, um, nothing else, but it must be planted with red roses, there must be a swing, a swimming pool, and a house, with floor-to-ceiling windows, transparent on all sides, and a roof. Come up to a small attic, um...you have to have a big cloakroom, and finally a dance studio."

When the true feelings are strong, I always love to say a few crazy words and talk about the future, like this—

It seems that they can really be together.

Tang Mi retracted her gaze, the smile on her face sweetened: "What a beautiful house."

Push the door and enter.

The large areas of wood-colored floors give the breath of life to the face.

Very clean, very high-grade **** and cold wind.

Cheng Hao personally cooked and cooked Tang Mi a sumptuous lunch.

After eating and drinking, he followed the host up and down in a circle, Tang Mi found that the design here was almost exactly the same as her previous dreamhouse.

There is a 90-square-meter dance room on the second floor, with four wall mirrors shining 360 degrees. A large cloakroom is sandwiched between the master bedroom and the inner guard. Only a small portion of the cloakroom cabinet is used. There are three-piece suits, watches, ties, etc., for the male host’s permanent suit, and most of the remaining space is left. It's like...

"They are waiting for their mistress."

Cheng Hao hugged her from behind: "Tang Mi, move in with me."

At this noon, after going around such a big circle, the fangs were finally exposed.

Tang Mi shook her **** and refused: "Azheng, it won't work. My parents won't agree."

She moved out the father and mother in time.

Cheng Hao looked at her, her beautiful double eyelids were slightly folded, revealing a trace of melancholy.

"...A bit fast."

Cheng Hao, who was so aggressive and purposeful, made Tang Mi a little maladaptive. Since the ban was opened on the island, this man seemed to have suddenly changed from a goalkeeper to an attacking forward.

Cheng Hao put her bangs away and looked at her seriously, "When will it be possible then?"

Seeing Tang Mi's bitter face and trying to pretend to be pitiful, he sold her miserably: "Tangtang, I have waited for so long, you can't let an empty nest old man live in such a big and empty house... Bar?"

The empty nester.

Tang Mi looked at him and let out a chuckle.

She cared about him.

"If you want empty nesters to look like you, they will definitely not be empty."

Tang Mi’s calm compliment made Cheng Hao’s mouth curl up, but he did not forget the purpose of today, "If you don’t like the decoration here, you can completely re-decorate according to your own ideas, Tangtang, and move over. OK?"

...Not good at all.

Tang Mi knew she couldn't get past.

She straightened her face: "Azheng, we just got together, and we jumped to another stage all of a sudden. It's a bit fast. I still can't get used to it. Besides, cohabitation is not a trivial matter. Wait a minute, okay?"

Cheng Hao looked at her with a piercing view of fire in his eyes.

"Tang Mi, how long do you want me to wait? One month, six months, one year, or...wait to break up?"

Tang Mi felt that his careful thoughts seemed to be exposed to the sun.

"I will find a time to visit my uncle and aunt as soon as possible." Cheng Hao stroked the corners of her lips, and lightly kissed her eyes with her thin lips. "You are the one who provoke me again, so Tang Mi, don't let me disappointment."

"I'm afraid you don't want to see the consequences."

Cheng Hao solemnly warned her.

Tang Mi lowered her eyes and obediently responded with an "Oh".

The conversation was interrupted. On the way to send Tang Mi home, Cheng Hao unilaterally started the cold war, and kept looking out the window stubbornly, leaving her only a persistent back.

When Tang Mi got out of the car to say goodbye to him, she only faced a window glass that rose quickly.

Don Mi: "..."

Childish ghost.

Cheng Hao stared at Tang Mi intently behind the glass. Even at this time, Tang Mi still smiled carelessly, with curved eyes and waving his hands at him, as if the discord between the two before was completely different. exist.

He sighed slightly, lowered the car window, and nodded:

"See you tomorrow."

Tang Mi watched him pretendingly.

Just as Cheng Hao went up to the car window again, a soft white hand suddenly stretched in. He hurriedly pressed the stop button and glared at her: "Are you crazy? What should I do if I get a hand?"

Tang Mi looked at him with a grin, then a beautiful head got into the car window, hugged him and gave him a lengthy kiss that was almost suffocating.

"See you tomorrow."

Cheng Hao was so hung that he couldn't catch it, even a mole of tears under his eyes was full of resentment, and he wished to take people into the car, and whether he agreed or not, he took him home directly.

Tang Mi gave him a heartbeat.

It really is…

Can't get angry.

Cheng Hao turned his head silently and told the driver: "Drive."

——

Tang Mi returned home and only took off his shoes, only to find that Li Rong was there.

"I thought you wouldn't go home today."

Li Rong poured her a glass of water and watched Tang Mi throw herself on the sofa again, "What's the matter, the big stars are not happy on dates?"

Tang Mi's face was hidden under her long hair, her voice muffled:

"You know, Cheng Hao wants to live with me."

Li Rong: "..."

It was a bit sudden.

"You rejected him?"

"...Yes." Tang Mi turned her head, looked at her faintly, and muttered, "I seem to have done something wrong this time."

Li Rong rarely sees her like this, she couldn't help reaching out and touching her hair, "Hey, how could our little princess be wrong? Even if it is wrong, it is someone else's fault."

Tang Mi couldn't tell.

"Ah, ah, ah, so troublesome," she twisted herself like a brown candy, "isn't it okay to just fall in love? Why do we have to go further?"

"Rongrong, you said that like this, you live in yours, I live in mine, and occasionally go to bed at a meeting, which can not only reserve a certain amount of private space, but also maintain the freshness of love—"

"Mi, do you know what the scumbags in this world think?"

Li Rong looked at her faintly: "They all think the same as you."

But from the standpoint of a friend, she doesn't want to attack her, each has its own way of living. "Anyway, if you think about it yourself, Cheng Hao is different now than before. You can't just shake it if you say it. By the way, you never turn your head back, so... this time you look for him, is it true? Think about it."

"...Is this important?"

Tang Mi raised her head, she just wanted to hug golden thighs.

"OK, another question, will you dump him again?"

Hit the bullseye.

Tang Mi propped her chin, tilted her head and thought for a while: "Probably...no."

"So, you might be a little angry about this matter."

Only then did Li Rong hand the iPad in her hand to Tang Mi, "There has been a wave of monsters on the Internet recently. It seems that I want to make Qin Sisi the wife of our national husband first. You see, this search index... is going up. "

"Have a pusher?"

Tang Mi swiped for a while, and found that at a certain moment, the marketing account was talking in rhythm. There were even pictures of Qin Sisi and Cheng Hao getting on the private plane one after another, and the timing was just right, so she was removed from the screen. It's leaking.

"Qin Sisi released the news? What did she picture?"

Li Rong didn't understand, "This fake news, if someone who went there that day clarified it casually, it would be useless."

The marketing account’s soft article is done in a good manner. From the initial interview, to the hospital line, and then to the private island tour, when the two finally got off the plane, although they were strangers one after another, they did not prove that they were trying to avoid suspicion against the media. ?

If someone who doesn't know the truth sees it, I'm afraid they really believe it.

Don Mi is a bit fried.

She didn't like Qin Sisi taking advantage of her little bit. She took out her mobile phone and faced her workaholic boyfriend who had just left for a company meeting and started a video chat directly.

"What's wrong? Figured it out?"

When Cheng Hao answered the phone, his expression was even eager.

With a pretty face, Tang Mihu pointed the big news on the ipad to the camera, and complained: "You promised me last time, resolutely staying ten meters away from Qin Sisi."

Cheng Hao looked stunned, not knowing where the pot came from.

When I understood it, my brows wrinkled tightly.