The personal secretary mistakenly slept on the black-bellied president

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Compared with spn, Xiao Ziteng's pretentious cuteness seems to be evasive.

His face became ugly almost uncontrollably, green and green, like an overturned colorful palette.

Xiao Ziteng never thought that he would be so handsome during his journey alone. In his impression, the people who dare not come out to meet are either uncles or beetles.

But this journey...

Xiao Ziteng clenched his hands unwillingly...[

hateful!

This was much different from what he had expected. He thought that after the girls saw the real person on the trip, someone would definitely post ugly photos of the trip on the Internet.

Even if the girls don't blow up, he will find a way to secretly take a picture, and then "accidentally" send the photo to his fans, just like the last time he posted the chat record.

But now...

"Nian Da, what's wrong with you? Your face seems a little pale, are you sick?" the screenwriter girl asked with concern.

Xiao Ziteng forcefully forced a smile: "Hehe, I had a little cold when I woke up in the morning."

After the words fell, he stepped in front of Feng Xuan, with a shy expression on the corner of his mouth: "Journey sm, I didn't expect you to be so handsome."

Feng Xuan was holding a cigarette in one hand, lazily putting the other in his trouser pocket, staring at Xiao Ziteng with cold eyes like water.

For a moment, Xiao Ziteng almost thought that all his thoughts had been seen through, because that kind of gaze really made people uncomfortable, and there was some mockery in the sharpness.

"Well, I'm so handsome, I disappoint you." Feng Xuan lightly exhaled a smoke ring, his face became more sexy amidst the smoke, and his tone seemed to be joking.

But only Xiao Ziteng knew, that was no joke!

The anger in his heart deepened, Xiao Ziteng controlled the anger that was about to emerge, lowered his head and took a sip of milk tea, and said, "By the way, Journey sm, you haven't met Brother Xuanyuan, have you? He is also very handsome, and You're on par."

"Really." Feng Xuan responded lightly, turned his head and asked for a cup of rum milk tea.

Just when the shopkeeper asked him if he wanted to put the pearls, the phone in his pocket rang. When he opened it, it was V Xuanyuan's voice WeChat, with a slight annoyance in his voice: "I can't find the milk tea shop, come and pick me up."

"Huh? Are you a road idiot?" Feng Xuan spoke coldly.

Tang Yan sighed: "The shape of this street is too strange."

Feng Xuan: ...

What is the difference between this and singing out of tune and relying on wrong accompaniment?A certain person's excuses are always so interesting, Feng Xuan brushed off the cigarette ash from his hands, with a smile on his lips.

Tang Yan continued to speak over there: "Come out and pick me up." [

"En." Feng Xuan lazily replied.

The planning girl came over: "Whose phone is that?"

"It's not a phone call, it's a WeChat message from Xuanyuan, but I can't find the place." After Feng Xuan finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

The girls with ambiguous faces were left behind: "Is this normal?"

"I started to brainstorm again..."

"But the location of this milk tea shop is obvious, why can't the male god find it?"

"He's showing affection on purpose!" the artist bit the straw and concluded.

On the other side, Feng Xuan had already walked to the middle of Yandai Xiejie, looked around with peach blossom eyes, and pressed the call button: "Where are you?"

Tang Yan, who was looking for a milk tea shop, put one hand in his suit pants casually, stopped abruptly, slightly curled the corners of his mouth, staring at the cold and peaceful back in the crowd, his black eyes flickered a little. Smile: "Behind you..."