Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

Xiao Yin lowered her eyes and avoided looking at him. As she sat up, she said, "I got a call from Shen Li."

Su Jinghuan rubbed his temple, but he didn't say he was talking.

"Do you still have a headache?"

Xiao Yin's voice changed the topic

"A little bit," Su Jinghuan rubbed the temple, "distended."

Xiao Yin reaches for his head and sees Su Jinghuan struggling. She says in a low voice, "don't move. I'll press it for you."

Su Jinghuan heard the speech, then stopped the action, not used to such intimate action with her.

In fact, he and Xiao Yin have known each other for several years. They have always been in love with each other, and the most intimate relationship between them has been kissing. They have never been able to get along with each other again.

Su Jinghuan has always been acting like a polite gentleman. Everyone envies her for having such an excellent husband, but only she knows her sufferings.

If a man likes a woman, he can't help but want to possess her and label her completely. However, Su Jinghuan has never had this kind of emotion towards her.

He has no impulse to her, and he can't help it. This is a woman's biggest sorrow.

Xiao Yin lowered her eyes and gently pressed his temple. The pain gradually faded, and Su Jinghuan's eyebrows also stretched.

When he was more comfortable, he interrupted Xiao Yin's movement.

"Yes, thank you."

Xiao Yin pulled the corner of her lips and said in a soft voice, "follow me, you don't have to be so polite. I'm your fiancee."

Su Jinghuan slightly paused and sighed, "sorry, I'm used to it."

Xiao Yin put on her coat and said, "I'll help you cook some wake-up wine. It will be more comfortable."

When she came to the door, she looked back at him with a smile. For a moment, Su Jinghuan thought it was singing.

Only when you have recovered, can you say, "OK."

When Xiao Yin turned around, he called her again, "last night, I didn't say anything."

Xiao Yindun stopped and looked back at him

Su Jinghuan looked at her expression, in addition to doubt, is puzzled.

He laughed and shook his head. "Nothing."

Xiao Yin hooked the corner of her lips, and when she turned around, her smile came down.

After Xiao Yin went out, Su Jinghuan sat up, moved her joints and took the mobile phone on the table.

Finger point, pause, the phone does not know when to turn off.

He pursed his lips and pressed the power button.

In a few seconds, the phone is on.

Missed calls to remind one after another pop up, SMS or dozens of.

He reached out and pinched his eyebrows. First, he opened the message.

Most of them are sent by unfamiliar mobile phones. He casually clicks one and asks about Gaoge's love.

He frowned and deleted the messages with one click.

Sitting on the bed, he frowned and thought about yesterday.

After leaving the company, he felt depressed and went to a bar not far from the company to drink.

It was the decision of the top management of the company to stir up Gao Ge's scandal to such a high degree, but he didn't object to it and even played a role in fueling it.

"Flame" is a big production with hundreds of millions of investment. It's going to be on the shelves around May 1 next year, and it's going to be the winner of the year's top TV series. Therefore, in the early stage, it's necessary to make publicity in place. The company's internal view is to make use of gossip to hype.

At the beginning, this practice was rejected by him. He didn't like the way of being popular in the entertainment industry, especially the leading role in it was still singing.

Later, he agreed, because of singing.

Since she was not afraid of anything, and since she did not regret it, she believed that she could bear it. So the last time Shen Li asked him about it, he agreed.

The scandal spread as everyone expected. Gaoge was easily on the hot search. He didn't even think it was enough. He deliberately asked people to take her to the set, deliberately let her be surrounded by so many reporters, and deliberately put her in that helpless situation

When he ordered these things, his heart was cold and hard, and he even fantasized about how much he felt when someone stepped on him.

He doesn't go to the news, he doesn't pay attention to anything about her.

During the two days when Gaoge's scandal was very serious, he spent most of his time working, working, working!

Until this morning, the video burst out and was taken to him by him.

Looking at the video, that woman, when she was spurned and besieged, her heart seemed to be held in her hand, too tight to breathe.

He hated himself who was so easily moved by singing!

In order to escape such self, he went to the bar to get drunk.

He can't remember how much he drank yesterday.

But I feel like I've gone somewhere and met someone.

How can't remember, but the heart was tingling feeling, up to now make him palpitation, like, experienced a special sad thing.

He put his hand over his chest, where his heart beat very fast.

"Jinghuan, the hangover soup is ready. Wash up quickly."

Xiao Yin's voice came from outside the door, and suddenly caught Su Jinghuan's thoughts.

"OK, I'll be right back."

He stood up, opened the closet, took out a suit of clothes from it and went into the bathroom.

When Xiao Yin returns to her bedroom, Su Jinghuan has gone to the bathroom.

She glanced around and landed on the mobile phone on the desk.

Go over, scratch the screen, delete last night's call records, and then quietly put the phone in its original place, and then quietly leave.

After sleeping all night in the middle of the night, Gao Ge slept very deeply. When he woke up in the morning, the president was no longer around.

She narrowed her eyes and got used to the light before sitting up.

"Husband?"

She raised her voice to call him.

No response.

Did you get to work?

Gaoge thought to himself, put on his nightgown and jumped out of bed.

There is no one in the living room. The house is quiet and seems to have left early.

She looked for the coffee table and the refrigerator door, but did not find the note left by the president.

Who left with his pants?

Song depressed unceasingly, yesterday also romantic, play little romance, sure enough, got the hand do not cherish!

Gao Ge stretches his arms, moves his muscles and bones, unties his bathrobe, throws it on the ground, and plans to go to the bathroom. The perfect carcass is instantly exposed to the air. On his waist, back, and even the sensitive inner thigh, it is a deadly ambiguous trace.

This is the scene mu Yunze saw standing at the entrance.

He paused and coughed, "such a unique way of welcoming?"

Singing action, turned around, eyes are staring out.

When did this guy come back?

President of the adult's eyes hot from her body inch by inch swept, still licked his lips, "very chic, you can consider every day to meet me after work."