The Only spoiled Cute Wife

Tao Lele breathed a long sigh of relief after saying such a long paragraph, and then stared at Feng Ze in front of him without blinking.

Feng Ze's face still hung the harmless smile of people and animals, and the smile at the bottom of his eyes was deeper. This makes Tao Lele not remember what just happened.

She moved her mouth and asked tentatively, "did you hear what I just said?"

Originally, he finished just now, but then facing Fengze, Tao Lele only felt that his face was a little hot, and even his fingers trembled slightly.

Feng Ze changed a comfortable position and leaned back on the chair. He looked at Tao Lele with interest. Tao Lele was a little hairy when he looked at it. His eyes had to pretend to look at the scenery. He felt Feng Ze's hot eyes, and Tao Lele's face was even more hot. She felt as if she had been exposed to Feng Ze, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Feng Ze smiled gently, "although I usually don't accept interviews, since Lele you have spoken, how can I refuse?"

Originally, Tao Lele didn't report hope. After all, even if Feng Ze had feelings for her, her feelings and career belonged to her. She didn't expect Feng Ze to accept this interview because of her, but Feng Ze agreed so lightly?

This simply flattered Tao Lele. In order not to lose her job and not lose her tongue in the editor in chief, Feng Ze owed her the favor.

"Thank you." Tao Lele was full of joy and swept away the tangles before.

Feng Ze said with a smile that he didn't have to be so polite. Then he said to say hello to the director and you can accept the interview. Tao Lele nodded like pounding garlic. "Then I'll go and tell our editor in chief to prepare. Don't worry when you're finished."

"OK." Feng Ze's smile is like a spring breeze.

When Tao Lele came over with a mournful face, the chief editor's face had been pulled very long. Tao Lele saw a Liang preparing the camera, while the chief editor sat in a chair and threw the dialogue draft on the glass table. He said angrily, "Tao Lele, you can't even handle such a small thing!"

The editor in chief is about 40 years old. There are many wrinkles on her face, but she is not very old because she is well maintained. However, her slightly bloated body is covered with black ol clothes, which makes her look a little uncomfortable. Tao Lele has a stomach ache in her heart, but there is still a smile on her mouth, "Editor in chief, Feng Ze said he would say hello to the director and come right away."

This is undoubtedly a slap in the face of the editor in chief, but since Feng Ze accepted the interview, what happened even if Tao Lele was proud of it? The editor in chief blew his beard and glared and asked Tao Lele to have a good look at the dialogue.

Tao Lele was sitting quietly looking at the dialogue draft, but the more he looked at it, the deeper his eyebrows wrinkled. Is this -- is this interview draft really an interview with a professional magazine? It looks like a question raised by brain powder? Tao Lele has a black line in the door.

Finally, Tao Lele finally couldn't bear to take the interview draft and tilted his head and asked the editor in chief who was leisurely drinking Guozhen, "editor in chief, are you sure this is today's interview draft?"

"What? Do you have any opinion on the interview? These are the most wanted questions of the fans voted out on the Internet." the editor in chief is confident.

Tao Lele took a smoke from the corner of his mouth and smiled, saying that he didn't dare to have any opinions at all. Since the editor in chief said that it was the problem of voting on the Internet, it must be some problems that brain powder wanted to know. Tao Lele sighed helplessly.

Ten minutes later, Feng Ze changed into a white shirt and jeans and came out. The whole person exuded a smell of sunshine. Tao Lele saw Feng Ze coming to him from a distance, with the illusion of a prince coming.

She couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of water. Because it was close to the meal time, there were very few people next to the swimming pool. Moreover, because it was an advanced place, there were no crazy fans and onlookers. Feng Ze came with big steps. Every step he took seemed to bring a gust of wind, which made people feel happy to die.

The breeze blew across the calm lake. Tao Lele gathered his hair that had been disturbed by the breeze. Tao Lele reacted when Feng Ze sat down opposite her and smiled at her.

At the moment, Feng Ze sits gracefully opposite Tao Lele, while the editor in chief is sitting next to Tao Lele. He is very friendly and flattering and extends his hand. "Hello, Mr. Feng, I am Yao man, editor in chief of entertainment circle. Nice to meet you."

The tone was flattery that Tao Lele had never heard of. Tao Lele couldn't help but curl his mouth and saw that a Liang was carefully adjusting the lens.

"Nice to meet you, too, Miss Yao." Feng Ze replied humbly and politely.

"Mr. Feng, do we need to use the right words in our interview?" Although Tao Lele and Feng Ze are very familiar, Tao Lele is still very serious in work. She can clearly distinguish work from personal feelings and has a working attitude at work, but Feng Ze rarely sees Tao Lele working so seriously. For a time, Tao Lele is so serious that he yearns for it.

"No, you can start now." Feng Ze's legs overlapped. His jeans were slightly pulled up at the trouser legs, revealing his white ankles. The white canvas shoes looked particularly harmonious when stepping on his feet. He wore a white shirt. The button of the shirt was only tied to the third one, revealing his exquisite collarbone and slender neck. The whole person looked like an angel falling into the world.

Tao Lele was a little shy because she looked directly into Feng Ze's eyes. She unconsciously moved her eyes down, so she swept his delicate clavicle and white skin, which made Tao Lele's throat dry, but she immediately turned around and told a Liang that the interview could begin, so as to hide her embarrassment.

All this was covered by Fengze. The cunning eyes flashed in Fengze's dark pupils, and there was a evil smile at the corners of his mouth, but in turn, the smile turned into a sunny smile, which made Tao Lele think he was wrong just now.

The editor in chief looked at Tao Lele and Feng Ze with a kind heart. After shaking hands with Feng Ze just now, she automatically hid behind the camera and looked at Feng Ze in the picture with a Liang through the camera. Feng Ze was red for no reason. People couldn't stop when he raised his hands and feet, Even she, an old woman, couldn't help but want to rush over and put Feng Ze down.

Feeling the spring of the editor in chief, a Liang shrunk his neck.