Overlord: Put your clothes on [Entertainment Circle]

Chu Cheng's eyes fell directly on his hands, then moved back to his lips, and his temples jumped suddenly.

This guy just moved around on the backrest, his tied hair was a little loose, his eyes were also dazed, and there was still a little bit of lubrication on the corner of his mouth looking at him, very attractive/attractive.

Chu Cheng squinted his eyes, suppressed the throbbing, "Sit down, don't push yourself."

Su Lanqiao let out a sigh of disappointment, tightened the lid in her hand, wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and then secretly glanced at Chu Cheng.

It looks so good.

The man's hair is very short, neatly revealing his handsome thick eyebrows and facial features.The side face has smooth lines, and the slightly pursed mouth under the high bridge of the nose shows a domineering look.

Further down, the protruding Adam's apple on the neck rolled slightly, making it extremely sexy.

Just staring at it for a few seconds, Su Lanqiao felt that his palms were completely wet, and he reluctantly looked away, for fear that his eyes would reveal his emotions.

The car only took about ten minutes, and it stopped steadily at the gate of Chu Cheng's villa.Old Chen hesitated to speak through the baffle, not daring to speak, for fear of interrupting the good work in the back seat.

Su Lanqiao looked at Chu Cheng who was rubbing his eyebrows with half-closed eyes, and felt that it was good to be quiet like this, so he didn't speak.

After a long period of silence, Chu Chengcai slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window, then pulled the door handle, "Get out of the car when you arrive."

Just these few words sounded too good to Su Lanqiao's ears.

He thought, next time there is a tape recorder, he must record what Chu Cheng said and listen to it over and over again.

I just don't know if there will be a next time.

Su Lanqiao sighed slightly, and walked in with her long legs. While changing her shoes, she looked at the layout of the house, trying to find any signs of other people's existence.

The whole decoration is made of marble light gray walls, and the dark furniture is neatly arranged, which is quite satisfactory.Just like Chu Cheng, he has no fireworks.

For no reason, he thought that living here alone would be a bit lonely, if only he could stay with him.

Chu Cheng heard the silence behind him, stood on the stairs and looked back at him, "Take a shower first? You go to the second floor, there is a guest bathroom."

Su Lanqiao came back to her senses, responded, and wrapped the lubricating oil she bought into her pocket.

On the way here, he took his mobile phone to check the preparations and precautions on the Internet before the battle, for fear that he would be disgusted by Chu Cheng and leave a bad memory.

Chu Cheng raised his chin, pointed in a direction and went up to the third floor.

Su Lanqiao suppressed her heartbeat, and her cheeks almost burned when she thought about what happened for a while.He turned down the water temperature, quickly rushed into the bathroom to wash up, and then turned on the lubrication and prepared half shyly, only to discover an important thing.

no clothes.

Although it has become a habit to take off clothes as a model, it's two different things at the moment, and it's still stage fright.

After struggling for a while, he lifted the towel next to him and wrapped it around his lower body. After confirming that it was tightly tied, he went upstairs with the small bottle.

Every time he took a step, his heart beat faster, and he suspected that his heart would stop when he walked in front of Chu Cheng.

The entire third floor was occupied by Chu Cheng's master bedroom, which was extravagant.He stroked his half-wet hair and raised his hand to knock on the door.

A deep voice came, "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and the room was filled with the refreshing smell of bath liquid, and Su Lanqiao's eyes fell on Chu Cheng impatiently.

The man was wearing a black bathrobe and sitting on a black leather chair, with his open neckline casually revealing his strong chest muscles, making his mouth dry.

Chu Cheng held a half-smoked cigarette in his left hand, raised his eyes slightly and glanced over, his dark eyes darkened a bit.

The figure of the little model has been seen before in the daytime. It can be regarded as the kind of perfect lines that God rewards for food, and she is born to do this business.It's just that the small piece of bath towel can't hide it, but it has a little more trying to hide the smell.

The word Xiangyan rushed into his heart, and he snorted, "You are really not ashamed, come here."

Su Lanqiao obediently took a few steps forward, bent slightly to get close to the man who was sitting loosely, and touched her ears gently with her lips, "President Chu, stop smoking, let's do something else."

The sound is very soft, like a cat's tail scratching.

Chu Cheng extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, raised his hand and flicked it lightly, and the towel fell to the ground, fully exposed.

At this point, there is nothing to hesitate.He grabbed the small model's slender waist with all his strength, and the lubrication slightly stained the hem of his bathrobe, sticky and charming//.

"Quite experienced, have you done it yourself?" Chu Cheng's voice was hoarse.

"Well, I learned it online." Su Lanqiao blushed slightly, unconsciously hugged the person in front of her with her arms, and put her lips up on her own initiative.

But he only dared to stick to it lightly, without any further action.

If he hadn't made up his mind to deliver it to his door, he wouldn't have dared to moles Chu Cheng.This man was too imposing, and he was afraid that if he made an unhappy move, he would be told to leave.

Probe carefully, like walking on thin ice.

Chu Cheng turned his face sideways, and bit back the lower lip that had been attached, with an undeniable force.

In fact, Chu Cheng has no experience, even kissing, and going to bed to rehabilitate.

But the magic of this thing is that the arrow is on the string, and you can learn it without a teacher.

Monks who eat meat will no longer be able to eat vegetarian food, so they come here three times in one night.

It was rare for Chu Cheng to sleep well that night.

Half-dream and half-awake, Su Lanqiao just saw a woman being hit by a car to pieces, blood splattered everywhere, and the next second felt that she was immersed in icy water, her feet were entangled in a huge iron chain, tightly Hold him tightly, unable to move.

He gasped for breath and struggled for a while, opened his eyes dripping with sweat, only to find that he woke up in Chu Cheng's arms.

The man nearly suffocated him.

That was just a dream, and it wasn't a dream.

Memories of the age of 13 came into his dreams from time to time like nightmares, and every time he experienced this, he felt dehydrated and sweated all over his body.

But this time, Chu Cheng was there.

He pressed it gently, and breathed hard the smell that belonged to Chu Cheng, the clear and faint tobacco smell, very reassuring.

I really don't want to go.

He raised his hand and looked at the watch in his hand. It was almost six o'clock, and the plane was nine o'clock.

Time is passing by every minute and every second, and every beating of the second hand makes people restless.

Su Lanqiao's arm was numb from the pressure of Chu Cheng's shoulder, and the man was still sleeping deeply.

He moved forward, and pressed Chu Cheng's lips carefully, not daring to disturb anyone. He just stood still for a few seconds, and finally he pursed his lips and got up lightly.

Yesterday's clothes were completely soaked by the rainstorm, so I couldn't wear them anymore.

Su Lanqiao walked slowly to the next room, opened the wardrobe in the cloakroom, and found Chu Cheng's all-black shirt and trousers, like a cargo cabinet, monotonous.

He randomly chose a suit to put on, and helped Chu Cheng pick out a new set of clothes, matched them carefully and put them back on the bedside.

Still reluctant, she lay on the side of the bed and watched for a while, then picked up the pen on the table and left a message, stuffed it into the pocket of the suit, and closed the door step by step.

Chu Cheng was woken up by the vibration of the phone. He frowned and picked it up. Assistant Ling Feng's voice came, "President Chu, you have a meeting at ten o'clock. Are you still coming to the company today?"

He raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, it was 09:30.

Fuck, how did you sleep until this point?

It's all because the little model is too hooked...Where's the person?

Chu Cheng turned over and sat up, stroked his short hair casually, the big bed was empty, not even a ghost.

Tsk, ran away.

After he got up and washed, he looked through the mirror and found a few inconspicuous scratches on his neck. He was thinking about how to block them when he saw the neatly arranged suits on the bedside.

Chu Cheng sneered, the little model was quite caring.

Lao Chen, who had been waiting downstairs for almost half an hour, stepped on the accelerator to the speed limit, and finally sent Chu Cheng to the group at 59:[-].

Chu Cheng pushed open the door of the meeting room, and the messy room fell into silence instantly. He strode towards the chair in the middle of the long table and sat down, "Start reporting."

Ling Feng nodded towards the fat man sitting closest, "Then the brand department will start first."

The brand director tremblingly took the notebook and projected the report content on the big screen, and began to state the promotion plan of the new product, and couldn't help but peek at Chu Cheng while talking.

There was no expression on this person's face at all, and he had a sense of sight that the mountains and rain were about to come.

Just looking at it made people panic, and the voice became more stumbling and trembling.

"Didn't you eat this morning? Louder." Chu Cheng knocked on the table displeased, and was about to continue scolding when the phone in his suit pocket started to vibrate.

Ling Feng lowered his head and reminded in a low voice, "Mr. Chu, the phone is ringing."

While staring at the projected content, Chu Cheng took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and a piece of paper fell out lightly and landed on the conference table.

"I was very happy last night, so I don't have to pay for the advertising fee. It's a five-star praise for Mr. Chu."

With sharp eyes, Ling Feng read the entire content in a second, and quickly pulled the note into his hand.

last night?advertising fee?Five-star praise?

His brain was running fast, and he came to a conclusion in an instant. Mr. Chu slept with that little model yesterday, and he seemed to be enjoying the sleep.

I'm such a fucking genius, Ling Feng hooked the corner of his mouth, and his face changed in the next second.

Wait, this amount of information is a bit big!

Should we be shocked that Chu Cheng is gay first, or should we be shocked that this daring little model gave Mr. Chu a prostitute?

He struggled to smile and looked at Chu Cheng. The sweat on his fingertips wet a small piece of the note, and he pulled it tightly, for fear of being seen by others.

"What is it, bring it here." The vibration of the phone had stopped, Chu Cheng simply threw the phone aside, and frowned at Ling Feng.

"Are you sure you want to watch it?" Ling Feng swallowed and stammered, "No, don't watch things that are not important."

"I'll say it again, bring it." Chu Cheng's voice sank, causing everyone at the table to turn their heads in unison. This tone was all too familiar to everyone present, and it was a sign that Boss Chu was going crazy.

Ling Feng held the note and passed it from the edge of the table, sneered, "It's all a joke, don't take it seriously, Mr. Chu, it would be bad if you get mad at yourself."

Chu Cheng lowered his eyes, carefully read the above text twice, and confirmed that he understood correctly, he almost didn't come up in one breath.

How dare this little model run away when he's asleep, and treat him like a duck? ? ?

Said to remember him huh, fine, that was fucking impressive.