There is much joy in the old play

Toys.

Ji Mancheng was stunned, then lowered his head and thought silently, as a plaything, what should he do, and at the same time, he also found that it seemed quite fun?

At this moment, Tang Hao's phone rang, and it was the special assistant calling to report his work schedule and remind him that it was time to get ready to leave, and there was a meeting in two hours.And he was already waiting in the living room of the suite, readying the suit that Mr. Tang would wear.

After saying a few words, when he was about to end the call, Tang Hao glanced at Ji Mancheng who lowered his head, thinking that he was sad, and suddenly asked, "What do you want?"

It already meant that as soon as he opened his mouth, he would order the special assistant to do it.The special assistant was in the living room, he could hear the words clearly on the phone, and his expression instantly became incredible.The president's sudden interest seemed very different this time. Usually, it was someone who asked him to give something, but now he took the initiative to ask. If you heard me right, there was a faint hint of flattery in that tone.

But Ji Mancheng just tilted his head and glanced at him, then remembered the relationship of nurturing, as if it is true that donors have a habit of giving things?But he didn't want anything, so he shook his head casually.

President Tang was very dissatisfied with this answer, frowned, and said coldly: "I tell you, you just have to accept it, don't let me think you are greedy."

The tone is like a gift, and it doesn't respect others. If someone else heard it, no matter how good-tempered they are, they wouldn't be able to hold back their anger, but Ji Mancheng held his chin with one hand and couldn't help laughing, "Then I think we can meet more, this Is it okay to ask?"

Only by getting along more can we better understand Mr. Tang's ideas and routines.

On the other end of the phone, the special assistant also heard it, and immediately thought in his heart that this little star was about to die. Someone had played tricks like this before, pretending to be pure and wanting nothing, only wanting the president's love. Love, and then Mr. Tang got bored watching it.

Tang Hao is notoriously cold-hearted, it is easy to climb into his bed, as long as he is good-looking enough, but it is very difficult to make him remember his name and put in a lot of effort.

Basically, they don't know each other as soon as they get out of bed.

The special assistant has been with Mr. Tang for a long time and knows these things very well, so he is sure that once Ji Mancheng's words come out, Tang Hao will definitely get bored.

But Tang Hao only paused for a second, then nodded and said yes.

The special assistant looked confused, feeling a little pain in the face - CEO, what's your principle? !

Then, the phone was hung up.

Because Ji Mancheng sat up, ready to get dressed and get up.Tang Hao squinted his eyes and saw that his body was covered with the marks of last night, which were more conspicuous on his fair skin. Just looking at it like this, Tang Hao became hard again. In the morning, a strong man is always more energetic .

He did as he pleased, grabbing Ji Mancheng's wrist and pulling it back into his arms.Just about to do something, Ji Mancheng stretched out his hand and pushed him away, saying it hurts.

When Tang Hao was rejected, his first reaction was dissatisfaction, but hearing his hoarse voice, he instantly recalled the scenes of last night. It was obviously the first time that they had intimate contact, but the two of them were very compatible, which made him deeply fascinated. I didn't want to stop at all, and I accidentally went too far.

Thinking of this, Tang Hao softened his eyes, hugged him lightly, and said patiently, "I'll take you to take a bath."

It's just a declarative sentence, not asking Ji Mancheng's opinion, and if he didn't get an answer, he picked up the man by the waist and walked to the bathroom.

He was too impatient last night, Tang Hao didn't use any tricks, he stared at Ji Mancheng's legs for a while, and suddenly suggested: "Shall I help you get it out? Otherwise, you'll have a fever."

It's rare for the president to take the initiative to be considerate of his bed partner. He never cared about these things, but seeing Ji Mancheng standing limply and unsteadily, he suddenly wanted to do this, which was no less than his interest in bed affairs.

Ji Mancheng supported the wall, looked back at him, shook his head and refused, leaving only a stubborn and straight back.

But Ji Mancheng didn't expect that his body would be so weak. After walking behind the shower curtain, he stood in the bathtub facing his body, letting the water keep sliding down, and then his legs softened inexplicably, and he almost fell back against the wall.Fortunately, Tang Hao helped him in time and put his arms around his waist.

What a coincidence.

Ji Mancheng looked at Tang Hao suspiciously.To be honest, he doubts that Tang Hao did it on purpose, after all, he is the master of consciousness in the game now.

Originally, he wanted to strengthen his small and pitiful image, so he didn't ask for help, but in the current situation, he couldn't even stand upright, and he had no other choice, so he could only let Tang Hao sit down in the bathtub with his arms around him.

He leaned against the cold and slightly slippery bathtub wall, half lying on the edge, as if all the strength in his body was dissipated, he leaned softly, and finally, because he couldn't grasp it, his wet fingers slid down and fell into the Tang Dynasty. Hao's arms.I have to say that it is more comfortable to lean against a warm chest than a hard bathtub.Ji Mancheng was too lazy to play the forced and stubborn Gaoling Flower character, and enjoyed Tang Hao's help with peace of mind.

After bathing, his sticky body became clean and refreshed, and because Ji Mancheng's clothes were dirty last night, he had to temporarily borrow the existing clothes in the suite, Tang Hao's brand-name shirt and black trousers, just because there was a seven-seven difference in height. Eight centimeters, it's still a little too big to wear.Ji Mancheng casually rolled up his sleeves, buttoned his cuff buttons, folded his trousers twice, and tied his belt.

When he walked out of the bedroom, Ji Mancheng's attire shocked the special assistant again. He actually wore the president's clothes. There was nothing wrong with Tang Hao's face, and he didn't seem to care?What about cleanliness, who hates other people touching his things? !

The special assistant deeply felt that his boss was sick.

There were two sets of clothes hanging on the coat rack, one was an ironed haute couture suit, Mr. Tang would wear it for a meeting, and the other was a temporary set for Mr. Tang's bed partner to put on and leave.But now, it seems that there is no need?

The hotel staff had already estimated the time, asked the special assistant, and put a rich breakfast on the table.

Tang Hao and the two sat down naturally, and ate slowly, and occasionally handed each other something or something. They couldn't be more tacitly familiar with each other, as if they had known each other for a long time.

The special assistant suddenly felt that his existence seemed superfluous. Seeing Mr. Tang's expression was so gentle for the first time in history, and he cared for someone thoughtfully.He was so shocked that his eyes popped out.

After breakfast, the special assistant stepped forward. Tang Hao looked at Ji Mancheng, who was wiping his mouth and ready to leave without missing anything when he got up, and said suddenly, "Give him a good script for the leading role."

The special assistant was dumbfounded, looked at them left and right for a while, and nodded respectfully, "Okay, President."

After hearing this, Ji Mancheng didn't show that others were surprised to receive this gift. Instead, he looked at Tang Hao suspiciously, his eyes seemed to say, "I didn't ask for this."

Tang Hao said lightly: "Being my person naturally has many advantages, and the previous one also counts."

It was naturally a request for the two to meet more often.

Ji Mancheng saw that he said these words ruthlessly with a straight face, but still acted the best for him, and saw Si Tiaojiao's cuteness inexplicably.He originally stood up and was about to leave, but when he passed by Tang Hao, he couldn't help but bend down, lowered his head and kissed him on the lips, and said with a smile: "Then I will thank Lord Jin first."

This kiss without any warning completely shocked Tang Hao. He has always been the dominant party, and others can only accept it obediently. But when Ji Mancheng's soft lips touched him, he didn't find it annoying at all. And some enjoyment.Wanting more, the desire comes out of nowhere.

Ji Mancheng just kissed and left, very straightforward, people who don't know may still think that he is the noble benefactor.

The special assistant stood aside and saw every detail of the whole process.But he wished he hadn't seen it.

Because after Ji Mancheng left, the president actually raised his hand to touch his lips, a little distracted, and slowly touched his fingertips, as if he was nostalgic.

I have fully witnessed the whole process of the president's suspected true feelings. It's fine if they go smoothly and happily, otherwise, the special assistant can already predict how troublesome and bumpy his future will be.