Dressed As the President’s First Love

Tang Mi knew that the window was dark and the people downstairs actually couldn't see anything.

She could pretend to be asleep and ignore everything, but she still tiptoed down from the second floor with her slippers, reaching the door in the dark like a thief.

In the guest room on the first floor, Father Tang's purring faintly sounded. In the darkness, Tang Mi stood and took a breath, and gently opened the door.

The filming took nearly four months, and the time passed through the scorching heat quietly and slipped into early autumn.

At this time, the moon was clear and light, shining a mottled ground through the branches on the roadside. Only the man in front of the black car shadow stood as a quiet and eternal tree under the moonlight. For so many years, he had never moved an inch.

Tang Mi looked at it for a while, until the man in the dark noticed his gaze and looked up.

Magic seemed to descend on him, from a stubborn stone to a gentle gurgling water. Cheng Hao opened his arms to her. In the darkness, those eyes were as gentle as covering the entire galaxy.

Tang Mi carried slippers, like a cheerful little deer, and threw into his arms.

"Why are you here?"

She raised her small face, her hair was scattered behind her head, Cheng Hao clasped the back of her head in her arms, and the other hand opened the back seat and slid her directly into the car.

"drive."

The low-key Maybach drove slowly into the darkness, and the driver raised the baffle.

"Where are you taking me?"

Cheng Hao glanced at her, and answered the wrong question: "I thought you would pretend to sleep."

Tang Mi: "..."

Should he say that he knows her too well?

"I will be here pretending to sleep?"

Cheng Hao lifted her feet up, her soft and white soles were stained with debris on the ground. He gently helped her to open the debris with her sleeves, and finally looked at her HelloKitty pajamas and smiled: "Very cute."

Tang Mi stroked her hair, her cheeks flashing slightly uncomfortable.

This kind of nightdress is only worn when her parents come, in order to pretend to be pure and obedient. Most of the time, she prefers a silk nightdress that is a little closer to the skin.

"I have to take me back in a while, otherwise my parents will see me not here tomorrow morning, and they will have to worry about it again."

"I thought Miss Tang was not afraid of everything."

Tang Mi glanced at him: "Then you want to abduct their daughter from under the noses of Mr. Tang and Mrs. Tang?"

"Don't dare,"

Speaking of this, Cheng Hao could only sigh a deep sigh from his throat, "I am probably ranked first among Mr. Tang and Mrs. Tang's refusal to communicate."

"It is."

Tang Mi nodded gleefully, and unceremoniously stuffed Liang Bingbing's legs into his arms.

"My parents said that you Qi Dafei, and that you have a peach blossom on your face, you are not a peaceful face, and finally they re-studied your interview together—"

She suddenly approached him: "Frankly confess, then do you want to do an interview, do you really want to motivate me to find you?"

Cheng Hao lowered his eyelids, the corners of his mouth curled up:

"What do you think?"

Tang Mi shook her head honestly: "I think it's an excuse to comfort my parents."

"Why see?"

"It's not an idol drama."

Tang Mi raised her head and looked out the window, and found that she was almost reaching the outer ring, "Where is this going?"

"Watch the sunrise."

Cheng Hao touched her head, "When you were in college, didn't you keep clamoring about going to the top of Yanguan Mountain to watch the sunrise?"

It's a pity that he is busy with part-time jobs and has never been able to make a trip.

"Do you remember."

"remember."

Cheng Hao looked at her, "I remember everything."

I thought I had walked out, and the moment I expected to see her again, the memory was reawakened, and together with emotions, it boiled again like water pouring out of a soup pot.

Tang Mi smiled crookedly: "Oh, isn't it?"

The two really took the car and traveled more than 20 kilometers to the top of Yanguan Mountain to wait for the sunrise.

Tang Mi once again felt the convenience of money. Whether it was picnic cloths, candles, blankets, and tents, they were all prepared by someone. She only had to get into the tent and wait for dawn.

Cheng Hao came in with a cold air. After many years, in this wilderness, the two seemed to have been reawakened. The eager fingers rubbed each other's young body, as if returning to the hot and cramped body. Restless summer.

When Cheng Hao rustled on Xiaozheng's small raincoat, Tang Mi suddenly gave a soft smile:

"Come here prepared, Mr. Cheng."

Mr. Cheng responded to her with a violent impact.

She took a deep breath, and before it came over, she could only be submerged by waves of undercurrents. He had a pair of dexterous hands with calluses on his fingertips, and he slid across his body sparsely, taking a while. There was a shudder.

Tang Mi sobbed, arched his body, and held his head that fell on his chest: "I think back then, for the first time, you couldn't even find and find the place. Now, now..."

It can be fast and accurate even in the dark.

Cheng Hao laughed low and said nothing, but the offensive underneath became more and more fierce.

The tent swayed in the night, and the sound of insects and heavy breathing intertwined into a night song, and the moonlight shrouded everything in the world like smoke.

Tang Mi was awakened by Cheng Hao.

When she woke up, she found that she had been hugged by him on a small hill, where the horizon met, the darkness was torn apart, and a little light came through.

Its daybreak.

Perhaps this Yanguan Mountain is a holy place for couples to date. Tang Mi saw several pairs of silhouettes hugging each other on a nearby hill bag, all of them watching the sunrise. She put the collar upright, covering most of her face.

Seeing that Cheng Hao's handsome face was still unobstructed, he pretended to raise the collar of the windbreaker for him and patted:

"It's a bit cold, don't catch a cold."

Cheng Hao didn't look at her, but looked up at the sky, "Don't cover it, everyone is watching the sunrise, you don't look good without the sun."

"real?"

Tang Mi was not convinced.

In this world, she doesn't mind if she says she is a bitch, except that she is not as good as anyone, even if this is the sun, she has to reason with others.

Knowing her virtue, Cheng Hao squeezed her little nose: "Don't be bluffing, look, the sun is coming out."

Sure enough, a little light appeared at the junction of the ground.

Before the sun came out, it was carrying a red light, but when it rose, it jumped out very quickly, and the light was closed, like a red and yellow duck egg heart.

Tang Mi leaned on Cheng Hao and said quietly:

"Sure enough, the line of literary young women is no longer suitable for me."

Cheng Hao groaned, so he gave her a bunch of colorful lipsticks.

"Hey, let me ask you." Bathed in the golden morning glow, Tang Mi squinted her eyes, her cheeks glowing red, she suddenly had the thought of investigating the past.

"At that time, I was talking like that, you actually... hate me a lot, don't you?"

"Hate, why not hate."

She gritted her teeth with hate, wanted to gnaw her skin day and night, rubbed her bones, and even dreamed, she cried and knelt down and begged him, but this hatred, in the second year, turned into I regret it.

Year after year, the memory is about to smash the bones.

Cheng Hao laughed mockingly.

"At that time, I repeatedly pondered and you told me the reason for the breakup, but later, I didn't want to ponder it, so I wanted to return my pain to you. Later, it faded."

Tang Mi touched the mole under his eye.

He is really a handsome man.

He smiled brighter than the sun in front of him, "But I don't regret it at all, Mr. Cheng."

But think about it, she was really cruel at the time.

In front of an ignorant young man, with the arm of the newcomer slung, in front of everyone he told him that he had nothing and couldn't deserve her.

Later, the two met again alone, and she returned a lot of his things, and Cheng Hao asked her again, is his toad not worthy of a swan?

Tang Mi nodded and said "yes".

——At this moment, when I think about it, Cheng Hao's meeting with her is indeed a deep love and righteousness.

He was willing to pay attention to her, and if he wanted to change to her, I was afraid that he would just splash water on his face.

The only thing she regrets is that she was too unbeautiful and out-of-standard at the time. The character of her vicious female partner was not biased at all, and she ran towards the book outline all the way.

According to this logic, I don't know where to turn in the future. As written in the book, he is finally with Qin Sisi?

Thinking of this, Tang Mi was very upset again.

She is not happy about the little fairy that she has cultivated her twenty-four filial piety boyfriend so hard.

The best is--

Tang Mi pointed his index finger to his lips, and under the shining sun, he smiled and emphasized: "Azheng, you have to love me forever."

Don't change your mind.

Cheng Hao seemed to be pleased by her, the corners of her mouth curled up, and Li Wu was looming.

"Tang, Tang Mi! Also, that national husband, my God..." Just as the two were cuddling together and preparing to return, a small couple rushed over under a small bag next to them.

Among the young lovers, the girls were especially excited: "Goddess Tang, I am a cat clan..." Cat clan is another fan of Tang Mi, not just a fan. While fanning her, she also fancied others.

"Can you take a picture with me?"