Mr President, take it easy

In the second half of the show, because there was an extra fun thing, the time became less difficult.

But Qiancheng couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to endure it, being played with like a pet, but unable to resist, the feeling of being eaten to death was very uncomfortable.

She was having a hard time, and she didn't make him feel better either. When his hand was covering her, she tightened her hand suddenly, and firmly stuck her nails into his broad and dry palm.

Sensing the eruption of the little lion, Ling Yuxing hooked the corners of his lips without changing his face, a dim light flickered across his deep eyes, and his eyes still fell on the colorful runway, calmly as if nothing had happened.

The slight tingling in the palm, like a cat scratching, did not hinder his mood of watching the show.

After all the works on the runway were released, the standard English and Chinese of the two hosts at the press conference came out. She didn't feel relieved until she heard the host invited the president of GM Group to speak on stage!

At the moment when she was free, Qian Cheng looked at the wet hands in her palms, and when she looked up, she saw the man next to her standing up slowly, stretched out her hands gracefully to straighten the sleeves of his suit, and then walked towards the stage, Ying His tall body was wrapped in a black suit, making the originally low-key man look extraordinarily arrogant.

That innate stern and noble aura strongly impacted the eyes of everyone present!

"This time gm settled in Milan, and its brands have launched a series of styles with retro as the main line, with the theme of 'national style', incorporating Chinese elements and fashion trend elements, and expressing a new attitude towards contemporary Chinese fashion with an international clothing language. gm as a new guest of milan fashion week, we are very much looking forward to the results of combining with milan's fashion and creative industries..."

The man on the stage behaved elegantly, and the standard mandarin was transmitted to everyone present through the microphone, followed by an English translation. The flashing lights kept flashing throughout the press conference, but it didn't seem to affect the man on stage at all. field capabilities.

Only then did Qiancheng know that this man is the CEO of the GM brand. No wonder a new brand can enter Milan Fashion Week as quickly as possible. With a leader like him around, why not worry about the brand being popular in all major fashion brands? Weekly press conference?

Blinking slightly, she looked up at the man on the stage who was also looking at her, stood up embarrassingly, and left her seat before he finished speaking.

Behind her, she could vaguely feel a sharp and deep gaze chasing after her, and a chill on her back.

After leaving the venue, Chijo called Steven, found an excuse and hurried back to the hotel.

She didn't expect that as soon as she swiped the card with her front foot and pushed open the door of the suite, someone stretched out her hand behind her back and blocked the door.

There was a sudden pause in closing the door, and she looked up along the big hand, but what she met was the man's deep and dark eyes, which were slightly displeased and unpredictable.

Seeing it was him, Qiancheng frowned slightly, opened the door a little and then closed it again, but someone took the opportunity to step in and perfectly blocked her closing the door!

"What do you want to do?! Get out! This is my suite!" Looking at the man stuck in front of the door, she raised her eyes coldly, and the anger lingering slowly in the bottom of her bright glass eyes, she was unwilling and stubborn.

The man raised the corners of his lips lightly, and lazily said a word with his sexy thin lips: "Didn't you say that you will be responsible for the injury? I'm here to ask you to take responsibility!"

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