The Pillow of the Bad President

Lu Mian pondered for a moment, then he said in a concentrated voice: "I used to work all the time, and I had some business contacts with Su's father. Although there is a little difference in age, I still call them brothers and often go in and out of Su's house.

Su Luo is relatively lacking in fatherly love, emotionally ignorant, and once had wrong feelings for me

Later, when I went back to Bingcheng to get engaged, she came to confess to me. After being rejected, she angrily threatened that she would definitely find a better man than me

I thought she was just a little girl who couldn't hold back her face, felt ashamed, and deliberately said angry words, who knew she would be so impulsive after being hit."

This impulse refers to her coming to be Jiang Mingshi's little lover

Jiang Mingshi's arm muscles were tense. "I never knew she hadn't left in Bingcheng. It wasn't until Su's father called me a few days ago, saying that Su Luo had a big conflict with the family and ran away from home and never went back. I was surprised and found out after investigation. She followed you," Lu Mian said and looked at him

, and said pointedly, "Jiang Shao, Su Luo has some love for his father, so that's why"

After a proper pause, the meaning is already obvious.

Jiang Mingshi: ""

Haze gradually accumulated in his eyes.

After Lu Mian left, Jiang Mingshi returned to the villa.

He went upstairs on the same road and picked up the pink slippers that he had lost on the stairs.

In the bedroom, Tutu leaned against the other side of the big bed, curled up like a small animal.

Her chin rested on her knees, and her long hair fell to the ground like soft satin, covering her small face, like a dark cloud hovering above her head.

Jiang Mingshi bent over and put the slippers in his hand on her little feet.

The windows were open, and the temperature in the room was not low.

But her two little feet seemed to be in a world of ice and snow.

Jiang Mingshi had a lot to ask, and his eyebrows became more aggressive, "Tutu"

Bunny raised his head.

Before he could speak again, she said in a low voice, "Jiang Mingshi, I want to be alone for a while"

Jiang Mingshi: ""

After silently watching her for a while, he finally chose to leave.

Jiang Mingshi went to the study.

There is no work to deal with, and I can only sit in a chair in a daze.

Obviously she let him stay at home with her, but now she let him stay alone in the study

Jiang Mingshi lit a cigarette to smoke.

He is not a big smoker, and he doesn't usually smoke much. Occasionally, when he is tired from work or at a dinner party, he will light two cigarettes, and the rest is very little, and he doesn't know how to smoke at home.

The sun outside is getting shorter and shorter.

Only then did Jiang Mingshi realize that he had smoked most of the pack of cigarettes, and the ashtray was full of cigarette butts.

For dinner at night, Mama Chen cooked a lot.

Tutu sat quietly on the chair, her two calves didn't swing back and forth, she just ate with her chopsticks in her hands, her head sullen. Even when she was facing delicious food, her small mouth would keep croaking.

Jiang Mingshi put the carrots in the mutton soup into her bowl.

Tutu glanced at it, then ate it with a small mouth.

She hates choy sum and carrots the most. In the past, every meal, if she was asked to eat two pieces, she would have to die.

Jiang Ming was silent.

After finishing a bowl of rice, Tutu put down his chopsticks and went upstairs again. ..

When it was time to go to bed at night, it was impossible for Jiang Mingshi to let her be alone anymore.

When he came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Tutu had already climbed onto the bed, her small body was huddled in the quilt, only her head was exposed, her eyes were closed, and she was already preparing for sleep.

Jiang Mingshi tore off the bath towel around his waist.

Lifting the quilt, he lay down.

Seeing that she remained motionless in her sleeping position, Jiang Mingshi stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.

Holding her face in his hands, his lips and teeth intertwined.

Jiang Mingshi's hand went down to search.

Tutu passively catered to his kiss, but didn't seem to want to do it, both of her little hands rested on his chest.

She is a good student.

Jiang Mingshi personally trained her, she was very curious, she followed suit, and often even took the initiative to ask for sex, and never refused his request, always humming coquettishly.

The coquettishness made him want to stop.

It's really frustrating to be rejected now.

It's just that a man named Lu Mian appeared, so I won't touch him

Jiang Mingshi's heart was on fire.

He grabbed her two little hands and raised them above his head. His strong body turned over directly, and he started to lift her nightdress.

Tutu opened his eyes, looked at him eagerly and said, "I'm here as a big aunt"

Jiang Mingshi: ""

He exhaled, withdrew his hand in frustration, lay back and put her in his arms to sleep.

That night, Jiang Mingshi was a little tossing and turning, and didn't sleep well.

He didn't feel well when he got up in the morning, he moved his cervical spine.

The rabbit on the side also woke up and stretched her waist. She recovered a lot, and her little face was full of smiles again.

Jiang Mingshi had a toothache.

He suddenly felt, why is her self-healing ability somewhat heartless?

Jiang Mingshi sighed, changed his clothes and went downstairs to have breakfast.

His schedule is relatively full today, and there is something he needs to deal with at the branch office, so he has to rush there early in the morning.

Branch meeting room.

Jiang Mingshi sat in the main seat, with one hand resting on his left eyebrow.

The blinds were all down, the meeting room was dimly lit, and the director of the sales department was standing in front of the projection cloth, reporting on the projects launched in the second half of the year.

Jiang Ming's mind wandered from time to time.

He seemed a little restless. After going out in the morning, his right eyelid kept twitching.

"Mr. Jiang"

It seemed that his frowning was too obvious, the supervisor asked cautiously.

Jiang Mingshi restrained his expression, "It's okay, continue."

Within 2 minutes, the phone rang suddenly.

During the meeting, all employees need to turn off their phones silently, but the boss is an exception, so it can only be Jiang Mingshi's phone at this time.

Jiang Mingshi took out his eyes and saw that it was a public phone.

In the line, the background sound is very noisy.

Like at the airport, a girl's delicate voice came out: "Jiang Mingshi, I'm leaving."

Jiang Mingshi narrowed his eyes, "What did you say?"

There was no movement over there. He wanted to continue asking, but found that he had hung up.

He called back, but no one answered.

Jiang Mingshi: ""

"End of the meeting"

He stood up suddenly, with his palms lined up on the conference table, then looked to his side, and said solemnly, "Secretary Zhang, prepare the car."

Half an hour later, the car drove back to the villa.

Jiang Mingshi strode through the door, and Chen Ma came up to greet him, "Mr."

"Where's Bunny?" he asked.Chen's mother hurriedly said, "Miss Tutu left in the morning, that Mr. Lu came again yesterday. He didn't know what he said to Miss Tutu, so Miss Tutu hurried out with him. I think she still recited it." A bag with a lot in it

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