The President's Little Prey

"That's good." Yao Qinqin said: "you just need to keep your mind normal. Don't worry about the rest. I've already played. Later, those reporters will not ask those more sharp questions, you just nod and shake your head. Of course, if there is anyone who doesn't appreciate it, you must not be frightened. I'll take care of everything. "

Ye Shuimo's appearance caused quite a stir. First of all, because of his appearance, she is really outstanding. It's no problem to mix with the entertainment industry. At least in the group of writers, such people will show off.

However, this does not represent anything. In the final analysis, the real important thing for writers is strength. As long as you can write a good book, other problems can be ignored. Zhikong's novels are also very wonderful, which is the reason why they are popular.

Most of the reporters who came here today have participated in many new book conferences and are familiar with the process. However, the author is not allowed to speak because he is informed in advance, so the introduction part is omitted.

Ye Shuimo suddenly felt something wrong after sitting down. She looked up and saw Ye Miao sitting on the reporter's seat. She stood up with excitement.

Yao Qinqin did not know, so she quietly pulled her.

Their eyes meet in the air. Ye Miao smiles. With this smile, she knows that the other party recognizes herself.

Her face was full of tears, because she was still preparing. She found many reporters crying. Yao Qinqin thought she was nervous, so she quickly handed over the paper towel, then blocked her with her body and whispered, "don't be afraid, wipe your tears."

Ye Shuimo quickly wiped his tears and looked up. The man was still there, his eyes were firm.

Ye Miao doesn't want to rush up and hold people in his arms now, but his reason calms him down. He can be sure that there are familiar and gentle emotions in his eyes. How can he not recognize them.

He was surprised to see the real man at the first sight. The other side was just like a fairy in the world. He was enchanted by his beautiful appearance for a moment, and even felt a little strange.

When he wakes up, he reproaches himself. He shouldn't indulge in his appearance. His love for ye Shuimo is definitely more than skin appearance. When he sees the man secretly hiding under the chair crying, the feeling of embedding his soul comes back, and the strangeness disappears.

It's her, even if it's changed, but his favorite qualities have not changed at all.

After Yao Qinqin's short speech, she went directly into the question asking session. The real writer watched the live broadcast at the end of the computer. She would type out the reporter's questions and send them directly to the computer in front of Ye Shuimo's desk. Ye Shuimo only pretended to type, and then picked out the real writer's answers and put them on the big screen.

"Hello, Miss Zhikong. I'm a reporter from Yannan daily. My name is Liu. What I want to ask is, as a new and popular writer in the literary world, do you have any expectations for the sales and reputation of your novels?"

Seeing his lover's indifference, ye Miao bent the corner of his mouth. However, when he heard the staff member sitting next to the lover explain that Zhikong's vocal cord was injured and could not make a sound, as long as typing was used instead, he felt a pain in his heart.

The real author over there quickly typed his answer. Ye Miao pretended to type, and then sent the other party's answer to the big screen.

"What I want to say about the question raised by this reporter is that the sales volume and reputation of a book are based on the quality of the book, and I have absolute confidence in my novel! This novel is different from other types of novels on the market. It has made a great breakthrough on the basis of stream of consciousness. I believe it will live up to the expectations of fans. "

Once you get into the theme, the following process will come naturally. Ye Shuimo's eyes almost fall on Ye Miao. Through other reporters, they both want to end it immediately, and then embrace tightly.

In the middle of the way, ye Miao went out, and when he came back, he looked very bad.

Benjamin, who ran away yesterday, still didn't catch him. This man, I'm afraid, was also a fake surrender at the beginning. He wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but he knew very well that the man would be here.

After the press conference ended, ye Shuimo immediately got up, but was held by Yao Qinqin and other staff members. In the crowded and noisy situation, she did not have time to speak to Ye Miao.

In the lounge, Yao Qinqin and ye Shuimo were stopped by fans on the way, so they had to hide in a small conference hall temporarily.

Ye Shuimo opens the door and is about to go out. She can't wait to meet her lover, but she is blocked at the door by fans. Yao Qinqin quickly closes the door.

"What's going on? How do fans get backstage?" She called other staff who didn't know what was going on.

"I'll call security. You stay here." Yao Qinqin thinks that's not the way. In fact, many of those fans are male. They come for Zhikong. She doesn't want to poke out any moths.

Yao Qinqin is gone. Ye Shuimo is wandering around the room. Suddenly someone knocks on the door. She hesitates and opens the door.

There are still so many fans. A man with a cap protects her to go outside and lowers his voice, "Mr. Ye asked me to pick you up."

Ye Shuimo followed him, surrounded by a lot of fans, surrounded the road, so she had to bow her head and run.There is a black car outside the door. The man drives the co driver's seat, sends her into the car, and then turns to the driving position.

Looking at those fans, ye Shuimo breathed a long breath, but through the reflection of the glass, he found that the driver was looking at himself. His eyes were very strange.

"Honey, long time no see."

"Benjamin."

The man tore up the mask, cut his hair, and laughed, "I forgot to say, I was also interested in movie props at the beginning. At least I was born in the plastic industry, so the mask was also good, but the air permeability was poor."

Ye Shuimo was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat. She immediately opened the door, but the door was locked and Benjamin drove.

"This time, I won't let you leave me again."

She opened her mouth but could not say anything.

"Poor little man, you can't talk, but it doesn't matter. Those quacks will say that your vocal cord is damaged. As long as you meet me, there's nothing wrong with it. Of course, as long as you're good."

Ye Shuimo looks around cautiously. This is the center of the city. She is very familiar with it. Obviously, Benjamin does not intend to run to other places immediately.

"The airport, the station should have been Ye's people, that man is really terrible, if not for the baby, you are too attractive, I really do not want to fight against such people."

Ye Shuimo is so happy that he can't speak. He just needs to treat the other party's speech as farting, but suddenly he hears Uncle Ye's voice in his ear.

"Ink and wash?"

She was startled, and then remembered that the embedded earphone had not been taken off. It was just blocked by her hair just in case it was brought on at the press conference.

"Eh?" Benjamin, a suspicious man, frowned.

Ye Shuimo immediately pretended to rush to grab the steering wheel, but was caught on his shoulder.

"Honey, you're so playful, but this is not the time to play." Benjamin smiles and concentrates on driving.

Is that a trick? Ye Shui didn't even dare to wipe the sweat on his forehead for fear that the other party would see it.

"Ink wash, don't be afraid. Listen to me. The car on your left and the car behind are all our people. We are right beside you."

When ye Shuimo sweeps, there is a very old truck on the left. If you think about it, you can't imagine that it was arranged by the family.

"This man is very talented in medicine. He is not only a famous plastic surgeon, but also a pharmacist, so to speak, a medical genius. You can't open your mouth. Maybe it's because he moved his hands and feet. So we expect him to take you away today. You follow him. This man pursues perfection and will never let you shut up. So once you get to the safe place he thinks, he will let you speak, and then we will come out. "

Ye Shuimo understood, and she kicked the carriage as a response.

Ye Bo smiles and cuts off his voice temporarily. He goes to the man with a low air pressure. "Sorry, Mr. Ye, because you pay too much attention to ink and wash, in order to avoid your anger, I have to come." He didn't say another word. When he heard the voice of Mr. Ye, it was estimated that the young lady's expression was enough excited. Maybe he could not cheat Benjamin into taking the old fox.

"This is the best way to work." Ye Miao bit his alveolar.

Ye Bo and Liu Qiang have a look at each other. At the beginning, in order to persuade Ye Miao to use this scheme, they almost got beaten. Of course, they knew that the risk was very high, but they didn't know whether Benjamin forced Ye Shuimo to take any medicine. The man was very clever. Even for ye Shuimo's throat, they had to take risks.

On the other hand, knowing that he was under control, Ye's ink painting was much easier, but Benjamin noticed.

"Honey? You don't seem so nervous? "

Ye Shuimo a Leng, tail vertebrae suddenly a cool breath, and a neuropathy stay together really will die.

Benjamin simply stops the car. Ye Miao and his party on the other side lift up their hearts. They can only talk to each other through embedded earphones, but they can't hear what is said there.

"Take it back." Ye Miao can't wait.

"Mr. Ye!" Yebo held him down, "wait 30 seconds."

Just then, the car started again and the crowd was relieved.

Ye Shuimo looked at the clothes in his arms. Benjamin was already urging him, "change quickly. I can't stand your clothes any more."

It's Lolita style clothes again. Fortunately, it's sling style. Ye Shuimo takes off his coat and skirt before bending down to take off his trousers.

She had a feeling for a long time that this man at least had no sexual desire for her body. He seemed to regard himself as a work of art or a handicraft. No one would be passionate about what he created.

On the other hand, ye Miao also realizes that this is the core of his final willingness to agree. That man will not be cruel to his success, so ink painting will not be hurt.

On the way, the car was stopped by the traffic police, ye Shuimo pondered whether the traffic police was his own.

Benjamin glanced at the traffic policeman and pulled over."Driver's license, ID card."

"OK."

Benjamin handed in the papers.