Imperial President, Tease me!

The monsoon room is still dark. You can't see anything. The curtains should be very thick.

Bo Qing is still thinking that monsoon shouldn't sleep naked. After all, he told them yesterday that he was going to record this morning. Russell turned on the light in Monsoon's bedroom at this time.

The camera followed in, and Bo Qing followed in the end. On the premise that he was sure that he would not miss the lens, he pushed his strength forward, and his line of sight fell on the bed of the monsoon.

Monsoon wears an eye mask and lies in bed in a "big" shape. His lower body is wearing underpants like beach pants. His upper body is completely naked and the quilt is not covered

Thin tilt raised his hand and covered his eyes. He really didn't see.

It's not that she's embarrassed, but... You don't even have any abdominal muscles. Show your uncle's point?

"Wait a minute, let him put on his clothes before recording." Bo Qing really had to interrupt the recording.

The monsoon was still sleeping in bed without any reaction.

Russell was about to wake up the monsoon. When he heard Bo Qing's voice, he moved slightly and looked at Bo Qing sideways. "President, what's wrong?"

Thin tilted his mouth slightly, "it's a little suspected of selling meat. Besides, he's not in good shape and doesn't look good... Cough, as his agent, you should watch this aspect and urge him to keep fit."

Russell smiled, "I urge him? Qian Yan and Du Ruo, I can still urge him, but the young master in the monsoon season..."

Speaking of this, Russell shrugged.

Thin tilt was about to speak, but suddenly found something wrong.

Why did they say so much, but the monsoon didn't hear it and didn't respond at all?

Russell also found it. He looked at thin tilt again, then narrowed his eyes and looked closer to the monsoon

"He has earplugs in his ears."

Thin tilt: "..."

Sleep, goggles and earplugs. Things are really complete.

"Wake him up and do it again."

Russell nodded and shook Monsoon's arm. "Monsoon, get up, hurry up."

Monsoon: "

Not awake?

Russell made persistent efforts, directly pulled Monsoon's arm, forcibly pulled him out of bed and shouted, "get up!"

"Who?" the monsoon woke up. He was very dissatisfied and impatient because of his anger.

He pulled off his blindfold and took out the noise proof earplugs. He narrowed his eyes and adapted to the light for a while. He stared at Russell, "I can only dream of marrying my daughter-in-law. You accompany my daughter-in-law!"

Thin tilt: "..."

Russell was also very helpless, "started recording."

"No, I'm in a bad mood." with that, the monsoon fell down again and continued to sleep.

Bo Qing bit his teeth.

Well, you stinky boy, you're playing a big card for me before you become a big man, aren't you?

Russell looked thin and inclined, and then said, "monsoon, get up quickly and put on your clothes first."

"Can't afford it, don't wear it." monsoon said impatiently.

Russell breathed heavily. "Began to record the monsoon."

"You just think I'm dead. You're a mature agent. You should deal with the death of the artist." Monsoon's voice was vague.

Russell: "

Yes, I'm really a mature agent, but you're not dead. You still have to get up.

"Monsoon, don't sleep. Everyone is waiting for you. Get up quickly and get dressed first."