The Pillow of the Bad President

A bright night in early spring.Flash dance..Mobile terminal

The towering building of the TV station was brightly lit, and Hao Yan finally finished working overtime with her tired cervical spine.

Other colleagues in the office were packing their things and discussing where they would go for a reunion, and then they sent her an invitation: "Xiao Hao, it's the weekend tomorrow, come and sing K with us."

Hao Yan's focus is not on the last half of the sentence, but on the word "weekend".

"I still have something to do." She shook her head and quickly flipped through her bag, "Sister Zhao, can you lend me your perfume?"

Sister Zhao readily agreed, "Take it."

After Hao Yan nodded her thanks, she got up and hurried to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, when she came out again, the bun she had rolled up had been loosened, and the tips of her hair were slightly curled, as soft as seaweed.

The originally clear and beautiful face was now painted with exquisite makeup, adding three points of charm for no reason, and the whole person became enchanting, but the eyes were still clear and bright, as if they were not stained by the dust of this world.

The taxi stopped at Mansion No. [-], known as the wealthy district.

The community is lined with trees, flowers and water. It is said that dozens of gardeners take care of it every day. The artificial river water ripples in circles at night, and the weeping willows on both sides of the bank are green and lush.

Hao Yan didn't have time to appreciate such a beautiful scenery, so she walked quickly into the building.

The elevator arrived at the 22nd floor, standing in front of the anti-theft door, she was still out of breath.

After entering the password, the electronic lock will make a "click".

When he opened the door, he saw Cheng Liang's men's leather shoes on the floor mat.

Hao Yan pursed her lips.

After changing his slippers, he walked through the living room, and in front of the bedroom's floor-to-ceiling windows, he saw a tall man standing there holding a glass of red wine.

It was obvious that he had just taken a shower, wearing a dark blue bathrobe, his black hair was slightly wet, messy and unruly, following his handsome face like a ghost axe, stylish and full of charm.

He stood there like a leopard, even if he was still, he could still show temptation and danger.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Qin Huainian turned his face away, narrowing his eyes behind the glasses, "You're late."

The voice is low and lazy, but it seems to be coming through the turbulent river, surging and cold, with no emotion.

Hao Yan looked down at her watch.

One past ten.

She groaned secretly in her heart, but it only took a minute, and when she raised her face, she already had a flattering smile, "Sorry, I'm a bit stuck in traffic on the road."

Qin Huainian asked unhurriedly, "Just being sorry is enough."

Hao Yan had no choice but to step forward and flatteringly hugged his strong waist from behind.

The long hair fluttered slightly with her movements, and the delicate facial features were reflected in the glass of the window, and the lips covered with lip gloss were as plump as petals, very coquettish.

Although Hao Yan seems to be very skillful in her actions, she is actually at a loss. Even though their unknown relationship has lasted for nearly half a year, she is still very young and shy in this regard.

She shook her fingers and bit the bullet to untie the belt around his waist.

Movement is slow.

Before she could take off her bathrobe, Qin Huainian couldn't wait any longer. He drank the red wine glass in his hand, then suddenly picked her up with his backhand, and strode towards the big bed behind him.

Hao Yan was thrown on top.

Qin Huainian's sturdy body followed, imprisoning her like a prey.

The tip of his nose passed her neck, and he frowned, "You changed your perfume."

Hao Yan was taken aback, she didn't expect him to be so meticulous, she nodded, "Yeah"

She whispered in her heart.

Just a dog nose.

Next, Hao Yan paid the price for being one minute late.

The sweat on her body has never disappeared. She struggled between ice and fire. Before she lost consciousness, there was only one thought in her head

he is so heavy

The next morning, Hao Yan was awakened by the strong sunlight.

She was the only one left on the messy big bed, and the breath of the quilt beside her was already cold, which meant that she had left long ago.

Hao Yan stared blankly at the ceiling with her eyes open.

She seemed to be used to it, waking up every weekend morning to a bed filled with strange male scents.

She never thought that one day she would sell her body.

Compassion for spring and autumn is not suitable for her, Hao Yan quickly cheered up and sat up with her arms propped up.

When she moved a little, her whole body felt the pain of being run over, most of the lip gloss on her mouth was gnawed away, and her skin was even more bruised and purple.

I looked at my phone, it was nine o'clock

It's all due to someone, she almost broke her breath last night.

Hao Yan hurriedly lifted the quilt, climbed out of the bed and picked up the clothes that were scattered on the floor one by one, even two buttons on the collar of the shirt fell off. Fortunately, she was wearing a coat, so she didn't have to worry about losing it all.

After she was fully dressed, she left as quickly as possible.

After leaving Mansion No. [-], Hao Yan immediately went home, washed up, changed her clothes, and rushed to the hospital without stopping.

The best private hospital in the province.

Whether it is the environment or medical level of the hospital, it is one of the best in the country, and many people come here especially, but the same, the cost is also very high.

Six months ago, her daughter Tangtang suddenly had a nosebleed in the kindergarten, and was sent to the hospital where she was diagnosed with leukemia. This was a bolt from the blue for Hao Yan, a single mother who brought her daughter to live alone.

Her lively and lovely daughter has to suffer such pain at such a young age.

In addition to expensive medical expenses to bear, what is even more troublesome is that Tangtang's blood type is special, and the accompanying danger is even greater.

But no matter how difficult it was, for the sake of her daughter, Hao Yan still gritted her teeth and endured.

It was already noon when she arrived at the pediatric ward.

Hao Yan pushed open the door of the ward, and there was a childish little girl sitting on the bed inside.

Light pink hospital gown with small florals, two short legs hanging in the air and dangling non-stop, with a playful Nezha head combed, the thin bangs on the forehead make the eyes round and black, very cute up.

It's just that the small mouth is pouted high at this time.

Hao Yan clasped her hands together and begged for mercy, "Tangtang, I'm sorry, mom is late, please forgive mom."

"Humph" Tangtang turned her back slightly.

Seeing this, Hao Yan knew she was in the wrong, and hurried over to coax her, "Tangtang, don't be angry, don't you want to know what mom brought here? Look, it's your favorite milk cake."

The heavy makeup on her face has been washed clean, without any rouge, and her skin is fair and clear. At this time, the mother and daughter are getting close, and their beautiful eyebrows are exactly the same.

Tangtang glanced at the cake box in her hand with big eyes, licked her lips unconsciously, and said arrogantly, "I won't be bribed."

Hao Yan supported her forehead with a headache, so she had to pretend to be pitiful, "Mom knows I was wrong, I was too tired from working overtime last night, and I woke up late today. After waking up, I rushed over immediately and queued for a long time to buy cakes Woolen cloth"

The expression on Tangtang's little face was loose, and he said like a little adult: "That's not an example."