The National Male God is a Girl: BOSS Fancy Pet

  Zhan Yu glanced at the two people who were concentrating on studying, then turned around and called Su Qingge to help Xia Xi take a leave of absence.

  Su Qingge on the other end of the phone readily agreed that Zhan Yu treated his grandson as if he had been taught by his grandson to recreate it. He certainly didn't mind.

   "Little war, Xiao Xi, please take care of it."

"Um."

  Hung up the phone, Zhan Yucai went to the next room, turned on the video, and had a transnational conference call.

  The room was quiet, only the sound of turning over books and rustling writing.

  And the people in the room didn't know that at this moment, a private detective quietly climbed up a tree by the river, was holding the camera, and looked at this side.

   At four o'clock in the morning, Xia Xi stretched her waist and rubbed her sore neck.

  Look at Ling Haotian next to him again. The little chicken pecks the rice little by little. It seems that he is about to fall asleep.

   "Hey, go to bed if you are sleepy."

  This private room has everything, not to mention the bed.

  Ling Haotian tried his best to open his eyes: "No, no, I, I will finish this page."

   "Oh, then I will go to sleep."

  Xia Xi lay in the bed, she was so sleepy, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

  For fear of falling asleep, Ling Haotian got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face, pushed the door back, and saw the sleeping face of the person on the bed as soon as he looked up.

Xia Xi was lying on the quilt, holding the quilt, curling her hair into a ball, her delicate face was as clear as jade, and her slender eyelashes cast a soft shadow. This sleeping appearance was quiet and elegant, even more lovely than when she was awake. !

  I don’t know why, Ling Hao Tianjun’s face blushed, he thought about it, and simply climbed onto the bed, pulled a quilt, and slept next to Xia Xi.

  Anyway, they are all men, shy and shy! ! !

   Comforting himself in this way, he slowly closed his eyes.

  The tip of the nose is surrounded by a faint sweet smell, which is the smell of Xia Xi.

  Ah, it smells so good, boys still smell so good, no, but it smells pretty good.

   Soon, Ling Haotian fell asleep.

  I don’t know where, but the sound of clicking the camera sounded, and it was quiet again soon.

  At seven o'clock in the morning, the door of the room was pushed open, and Zhan Yu walked in slowly.

  He is very used to all-night conference calls like this.

After    came in, he subconsciously looked at the coffee table, the book was opened, and there was a mess everywhere, but the people were gone.

  Looking around, only to find two sleeping people in the bed.

The two are very close, both are very seductive teenagers, but Ling Haotian is taller and heavier masculine, and Xia Xi is like a beautiful boy one size smaller, slender and soft, even the exposed wrists are white and tender. .

  Zhan Yu looked quietly, from the soft curly hair of the teenager to the pink and plump lips.

  The sleeping posture is very poor, lying on the stomach, and holding the quilt, but the appearance of shrinking into a ball is a bit soft, making people want to hold people in their arms and be careful to comfort.

  Soothing?

  At that moment, Zhan Yu was shocked by his own thoughts. He subconsciously frowned his good-looking eyebrows and stretched out his hand to wake Ling Haotian.

   "Hmm...Zhan Shao?"

   "Go and prepare for the MV, and take her to the audition tomorrow."

   The expressionless man, with a usual indifferent tone.

"now?"

  Ling Haotian rubbed his eyes in surprise, the wall clock in the room indicated that the time was seven in the morning.

  He also slept for two hours?

   "Now, now, now."

  "……"

  Who has been fighting less?