Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

“Don’t let your guard down, they have drones that can capture footage.

You may need to slowly adapt to it in the future."

Wangshu’s palms are big, holding Miaomiao’s little hands, bringing a warm breath.

His words made Miaomiao stop relaxing and put her hand back on Wangshu's big hand.

Along the way, Wangshu walked very slowly, Miaomiao was being held by the hand, and the expression on her face became very focused.

But inwardly I sighed that I hadn't considered this extra work carefully enough.

"I didn't expect that pretending to be a couple with you, Brother Shu, requires a lot of attention."

Wangshu chuckled when he heard this, but did not answer.

What I was thinking in my heart was that one day, this would become the norm, just like I couldn't live without her.

However, in the future, when Miaomiao accepts him, the number of times they appear in public will decrease, and what he does will only be more...

However, no matter how much you want to extend this journey, there will always be a moment when it comes to the end.

Wangshu sighed inwardly, thinking that time passed too quickly, but he also knew that what happened today had already exceeded the scope of intimacy that Miaomiao could bear, and it was already an extra gain.

Now he has to be careful not to scare his Miaomiao.

After entering the house, when the lights came on, Wangshu let go of his hand in time.

"I'm sorry, I hope you can understand my previous behavior.

Go to bed early. I'll go to the study to work for a while. Good night."

After saying that, Wangshu left. It really seemed like they were just acting before, and now that the show was over, everyone went back to their own places.

Miaomiao nodded, and after seeing Shu leave, she stretched out her body. It was a very exciting night.

Her phone was too noisy on the way back, so she muted it.

Now when I took it out, I found that the class group was very lively.

Miaomiao joined the group after Wangshu came. At that time, there were 42 people in the group including her.

But just now Miaomiao looked and saw that there were only 40 people left...

Miaomiao also withdrew herself from the group, then put her phone back into her bag on silent mode.

The original owner didn’t care about things like class reunions, and was living a good life.

Now Miaomiao has come and replaced the original owner, and has also removed this dirty little bump. Naturally, she can still live a good life and there is no need to cater to anyone.

After doing all this, Miaomiao remembered that the boss had not had dinner just now, so she went to the kitchen and made a simple sandwich for Wangshu with the ingredients there.

After all, the boss didn't eat to help himself...

Wangshu restrained himself and didn't turn back to hug Miaomiao. He took a deep breath and went straight to the study.

It was not until he sat down on the chair that he slowly relaxed. His expression no longer had the calmness he had before, but instead carried a sense of madness after the emptiness.

The computer was quickly opened, and inside was the surveillance video of the entire house.

Wangshu watched Miaomiao fiddling with her phone for a while, hesitated for a moment, and then went into the kitchen. He made a simple sandwich with cute clumsy movements.

His fingers gently touched the girl's face in the picture, and he felt that his passion was as difficult to extinguish as an erupting volcano.

I thought that after I got a little taste of sweetness, the desire would be slightly suppressed.

But the reality is that he was already feeling so depressed that he could no longer bear it just after leaving.

The moral bottom line he adhered to began to shake after he got this taste of sweetness.

Perhaps, if he can no longer catch up with his beloved girl, he will scare Miaomiao because of that desire.

Thinking of this, Wangshu sighed.

Looking at Miaomiao in the video again, she has walked out of the kitchen with a sandwich tray in her hand.

Wangshu quickly switched the computer to a work interface, then picked up his phone and made a formal call to his agent Qian Lai.

When the phone rang, Qian Lai had already had half an hour of beauty sleep.

When I was woken up from my sleep, I was still a little confused. It was not until I saw that it was this ancestor calling that I picked up the phone immediately.

But before he could open his mouth, he heard Wangshu on the other side talking nonsense to him seriously...

"I'm sorry, Brother Qian, you've worked hard."

......

"Yes, that's right. Has it been dealt with? Okay, I understand."

......

"Tomorrow? Live streaming?

I think Miaomiao is a little embarrassed today. Would it be a bit...

Forget it, let’s talk about the live broadcast in two days. I already made her feel embarrassed by holding her hand today.

It doesn’t matter, it’s just a loss of an endorsement, I can afford it…”

The door of the study was open, and Wangshu's voice came out of the room cleanly.

If Miaomiao was in her room at this moment, she would definitely not have heard it. But at this moment, Miaomiao had just come out of the kitchen and was almost walking to the study. Naturally, she heard most of what Wangshu said.

Apparently, her boss was arguing with Qian Lai, apparently about asking him to do a live broadcast.

But the boss probably meant that he was embarrassed to trouble himself. Even to the point of losing an endorsement?

Miaomiao remembered that Wangshu, as a top-tier endorsement brand, was making billions...

"Baobao, how many 200,000 are there in one hundred million?"

Miaomiao couldn't help but asked.

"Five hundred..."

Pursing her lips, Miaomiao sighed. If she hadn't heard it, she could have pretended to be stupid, but now that she heard it, it was five hundred and two hundred thousand.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Miaomiao knocked on the door gently. When Wangshu saw Miaomiao standing outside the door, he looked a little surprised.

He said to Qian Lai, who was still confused on the other end of the phone, "You should get some rest early and don't talk about this anymore."

Then he hung up the phone.

Qian Lai on the other end of the phone rubbed his forehead and looked at the watch, which was already 11 o'clock.

No, he doesn’t sleep late at night. Is he sick?

Qian Lai put his phone aside with a headache. He was really old and couldn't stand the young man's dissoluteness of not sleeping...