Little President ABO

Before Jiang Sulu fell asleep, he was cautious, wishing he could huddle together so as not to occupy his position.But after falling asleep, she completely changed her personality. After kicking the quilt off the bed, she used Cheng Fan as a quilt, hugged him tightly, clung to him, put her legs on his waist, and buried her head in the bed. He held Cheng Fan in his arms like a large toy.

Cheng Hui didn't fall asleep. He didn't plan to fall asleep at first, so he hugged Jiang Sulu in the middle of the night, changed positions several times, and picked up the quilt many times.But every time he was kicked under the bed within a few minutes of putting the cover on, he gave up.Anyway, the temperature in the room is automatically adjusted, and it won't cool him down.

It was already the middle of the night, and Jiang Sulu's breathing became deeper and deeper, and occasionally he uttered some meaningless ravings and hums in his sleep.Cheng Hui looked at the sleeping Jiang Sulu, brushed his hair, kissed his pouty lips, and even bit his cheek lightly. Jiang Sulu breathed evenly, without any reaction.

Cheng Hui sighed secretly, this man fell asleep so fast, he might not be able to wake up even if he was carried to sell him.

It was almost early morning, and the street lights outside became less bright against the skylight.Cheng Fan raised Jiang Sulu's right hand, kissed the back of his hand, then raised his left hand, and pointed to the position of the terminal chip with his index finger.

Before the terminal is shared, he can't see anything.Cheng Hui fumbled, calculated according to the size of the initial projection screens of all terminals, and tapped the share button in the lower right corner with Jiang Sulu's finger, and the projection was presented in front of him.

Based on his experience at JUNKBAR last time, he found the FTG database connected to Jiang Sulu's terminal with ease.He picked out the categories of the database, selected the relevant data of the cooperation direction discussed in yesterday's meeting, and copied it to his terminal.

After the data was copied, Cheng Hui held Jiang Sulu's hand for a long time.It wasn't until the sky outside was already bright and the street lights went out that he let go of Jiang Sulu, got up from the bed, picked up the quilt on the ground, covered him again, and tiptoed out the door.

There was no one on the street yet, and the early morning air was refreshingly cool, but also a little bit moist, making people's hearts wet.Cheng Hui took a few deep breaths, called an automatic car, went to get his motorcycle first, and then drove to Cheng Boshan's house.

After yesterday's meeting, Cheng Hui went to the bathroom and "ran into" Cheng Boshan who came out of it, and asked him why he suddenly wanted a blind date and marriage.

Cheng Boshan stroked his wet fingers one by one with a tissue, and looked at Cheng Fan lightly in the mirror: "Isn't that because you're such a waste? It's been almost half a year, where is your data?"

"Just because of the FTG data?"

"What else could it be?"

Cheng Fan opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.His initial judgment was correct. It is really impossible for Cheng Boshan to like Jiang Sulu, and it is impossible to have that kind of affection for him. The combination of two people is like the combination of two machines. There is no love, no warmth, and Jiang Sulu is really too much. Poor.

"I'll get you the data and give me a few more days."

"No, I really shouldn't expect you to do anything."

After Cheng Boshan said this, he missed Cheng Hui and left.

Originally, Cheng Boshan arranged to have a rest today, but because he was going to receive Jiang Sulu in the AM in the afternoon, he got up early to pack up, and was going to the company to arrange the itinerary for the afternoon.What things should be shown to Jiang Sulu and what things should not be seen by him, he has to say hello to the people below in advance.

As soon as he went out, he saw Cheng Fan squatting by the side of his gate from the car, and immediately frowned.

Seeing Cheng Boshan's car coming out, Cheng Fan also stood up.Cheng Boshan stopped the car and rolled down the window: "What do you want me for? Why didn't you ring the doorbell."

"That's because I'm afraid that my elder brother won't welcome me."

Cheng Boshan's face darkened: "Then I don't want to see you now either."

Cheng Hui touched his head and smiled: "Then there is no other way, I have something to give you personally." He took out a data chip, "FTG's data on the medical industry, and the banking services you communicated with yesterday The data."

Cheng Boshan's face was a little dark and difficult to understand. After hesitating for a moment, he still reached out to take it: "Only these two industries?"

After the chip was handed to him, Cheng Huihui withdrew his hands and put his hands in his pockets. He was still wearing the white suit with blue stripes from yesterday, and the same shirt with the collar wide open.

The corners of his mouth were turned up in a smile, but his eyebrows and eyes were quite sharp. He looked a bit like a street gang leader in the downtown area, smiling and saying threatening words.

"Brother, you don't have enough people to swallow the elephant. FTG is such a huge group. If you want to swallow it with other people's original data, it is not only impossible, it is too obvious, and it will burn yourself. I am also thinking about AM."

Cheng Boshan knows what Cheng Hui means, and it seems that he is not ignorant of AM. Even so, he is still angry with Cheng Fan's attitude.

He knew that Cheng Hui's respect for Cheng Jingyao and Yang Zhao in front of him was pretending, he knew it.

Cheng Boshan put the chip into his pocket: "Okay, get out."

"There is one more sentence, I will go away after I finish speaking."

"Anyway, now that you have obtained the data, I have also done a good job in FTG. I can still get any data that AM really needs in the future, so you don't have to sacrifice yourself to marry, right?

"I only have one condition, you don't marry Jiang Sulu."

"Why?" Cheng Boshan was really curious when Cheng Hui started to care about his marriage.

"Why, let me think about it."

"Because Jiang Sulu is a good man, and you are a piece of trash, you really don't deserve him."

Cheng Boshan had known for a long time that Cheng Fan was not as submissive as he appeared on the surface, but he didn't expect Cheng Fan to treat him like this and say it out loud.Angry from his heart, he subconsciously jumped out of the car to grab Cheng Hui, but because he got up too fast, his head hit the roof of the car, and Cheng Fan had already taken a step back to avoid it.

"Cheng Hui..." Cheng Boshan opened the door and got out of the car. Seeing that he was furious, he seemed to want to beat Cheng Hui, but Cheng Fan might have expected this, turned around, got on his motorcycle, and ran away. .

Cheng Boshan got on the automatic car, but because he didn't know the destination of Cheng Hui's manual car, he couldn't adjust the route immediately. When he reset the vehicle tracking, Cheng Hui had run away without a trace.

Cheng Boshan arrived at AM with his head on his head, and the air pressure dropped by half immediately.Although Mr. Cheng is scary enough on weekdays, he doesn't know why he is even more so today. Every employee dares to provoke him.

When Cheng Bo arrived at the office, he found that Cheng Jingyao, who had always been in a hurry, was still there, and the pain on his head became more and more painful.He called Cheng Jingyao's assistant and asked her to contact him immediately.There are a lot of things to do today, usually Cheng Jingyao will never be late when he has something to wait for.

After a while, the assistant came in and said tremblingly that Secretary Cheng could not be reached, and the communication had not been connected.

Cheng Boshan frowned and contacted him personally.Cheng Jingyao didn't get through this time either, probably because he kept contacting him again and again, and he seemed determined not to give up if he didn't contact him, so he replied Cheng Boshan with a message.Said that he would go directly to the factory in half an hour and asked Cheng Boshan to go first.

Cheng Boshan stared blankly at the message, holding his breath and having nothing to say, he turned around and asked two engineers to follow him to the factory, and then he dug out their old accounts and scolded them.The breath finally came over.

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Hejingyuan is located on the high ground east of the upper city, and it is also a high-end villa in the early years. Although the upper city is full of high-rise buildings, the houses in this area are relatively sparse, and the houses are full of light.

The morning sun shines into the room through the sheer curtain on the glass wall.This is a room that is only white as far as the eye can see.

A white wardrobe, a white bed and pure white sheets with lace edges, a white bedside table, and a white gauze lampshade, and a velvet white carpet on the floor.The clear sunlight sprinkled a layer of bright yellow on the pure white, and this place has a sense of holiness that cannot be stained.

There is also a sweet and fruity aroma of ripe peaches and a little fresh green tea aroma in the room.The fruity aroma is too sweet and strong, easily overwhelming the faint tea aroma.

Such a long-lasting pheromone smell is enough to show how intense a susceptibility period happened here last night.

Yang Zhao was still asleep, facing the wall, with his eyes tightly closed.A head of jet-black long hair scattered on the pillow, becoming the only black spot in the room, very glaring.What was even more glaring was the nape of the neck hidden in the hair, which was covered with scarred old wounds, as well as fresh wounds that were looming at this time, and mottled blood was wiped from the pillow.

Cheng Jingyao got dressed, walked to this room again, knocked on the door lightly, but pushed it away without getting any answer.

"Yang Zhao, I'm leaving."

The person on the bed didn't respond at all, as if he had fallen asleep, half of his face was buried in the quilt, and half of his face was covered by his hair.

Obviously Cheng Jingyao was very dissatisfied with his reaction, he walked over and lifted the quilt all at once.The person under the quilt was only wearing a torn white silk dress, and his skin, which was so fair that blue blood vessels could be seen, was also covered with red and purple.The moment the quilt was lifted, he subconsciously hugged his arms tightly, curled up, and opened his eyes.

Cheng Jingyao took a step forward, squatted down at the head of the bed, and looked at Yang Zhao on the bed.He squatted in front of Yang Zhao and looked at him for a while, then reached out and brushed his hair behind his ears, his fingers accidentally touched the back of his neck that he had bitten last night.Yang Zhao flinched, and stretched out his hand unconsciously to cover it.

But Cheng Jingyao blocked his hand, supported his neck, and gently rubbed his fingertips on the bite mark: "It would be great if I could mark you completely, Aunt Yang."

Yang Zhao's eye circles were red and bloodshot. Looking at Cheng Jingyao, he gritted two words between his teeth: "Asshole."

Cheng Jingyao suddenly exerted force on his hand, pinching the wound on the back of his neck, causing Yang Zhao to gasp in pain.The usually gentlemanly and elegant man now showed the color of wanting to eat people.

Cheng Jingyao gritted his teeth: "Know why I can't completely mark you? That's because you let too many Alphas completely mark you. Bitch."

A ferocious smile suddenly appeared on Yang Zhao's cold face: "Who is this gift from?"

"You Cheng family doesn't have a good thing."