Kuai Chuan: My host was targeted by Xing Jiao again

Pretend?

"That's really embarrassing you." Zhefeng raised his forehead.

"No embarrassment." Sheng Minghao held Zhefeng's wrist, he was greedy for that little bit of security in Zhefeng's body that originated from the same kind, and pleaded seriously, "As long as you don't leave me."

Tut tut...

It seems that this guy is indeed seriously ill.

Zhefeng smiled slightly at Sheng Minghao.

He pretended to be cute, but he was trying to withdraw his hand.

Sheng Minghao sensed that Zhefeng's wrist was about to be pulled away.

He violently pulled Zhefeng forward.

Then put his lips next to Zhefeng's ear.

His voice was low and cautious, but he could not deny it, "You can only let go if you promise."

By... why?

Not very familiar.

(Momozi: No, you guys are very familiar!)

Why, relying on some kind of stress response syndrome, you want to keep a mop bottle by his side forever? ?

What a joke!

Absolutely not capable!

Zhefeng took a step back, just about to blurt out the words of refusal.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Sheng Minghao lowered his head, waiting for his reply with obedient and anticipation.

This looks like...

It's like a wolf with a big tail trying to close its claws and clamp its tail to pretend to be a big dog!

Baring his fangs, he is clumsy and cute.

This... who can resist this? ?

"it is good……"

As soon as the good words came out of his mouth, Zhefeng almost bit off his own tongue.

see hell.

Can this also be mouth-watering?

Sheng Minghao seemed very happy, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he let go of Zhefeng's wrist, and took the key left by Sheng Mingxi from Zhefeng's hand, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Zhefeng asked Sheng Minghao.

Back to the villa? ?

It's blue sky and white day, lonely men and widows, living in the same room.

Not suitable, right?

"Go to the parking lot to pick up the car. Aren't you worried that Sheng Mingxi won't be able to suppress the situation at Shengshi Media?"

"Also, today should also be the day you sign a contract with Shengshi Media."

Otherwise, where did he think he was taking him?

Sheng Minghao turned his head suspiciously and looked at Zhefeng.

The ginkgo leaves at the entrance of the villa are covered with golden yellow, and the warm and fragmented autumn sunlight falls on Zhefeng's worn-out white sweater.

"You're right." The cranky Zhefeng smiled at Sheng Minghao guiltily.

"However... for the sake of safety, you have to promise me in advance that you will go to Shengshi Media in a while, and you will act according to my winks. Do you understand?"

The boy's cute smile inadvertently made Sheng Minghao feel his heart melt.

At this moment, he suddenly felt.

Even though he didn't remember anything, somehow he was bound to a black cat who needed to be beaten.

Inexplicably, he traveled to the small world of the plane to do Lao Shizi's wish task.

All the inexplicable all added together.

But as long as you can see the smile of the boy in front of you.

This strange world doesn't seem particularly bad.

"Okay, whatever you say is what you say." Sheng Minghao agreed.

Shengshi Media, conference room.

Sheng Mingxi sat on the main seat with a worried face.

Her nose was flushed, and it looked like she had just hid in the toilet and cried secretly.

Behind her stood Sheng Minghao's assistant.

Those sitting on the left and right sides are all small shareholders of some uncles and uncles.

Now I heard that something happened to Sheng Minghao before the company went public.

The small shareholders who have their own thoughts, the noise directly caused the entire meeting room to explode.