Mr. Wang told me to cross-dress and I don't follow [Entertainment]

Chai Ziming's consciousness began to recover, and the weather had begun to heat up, but it was still slightly cool in the morning and evening.The bed was too comfortable, he subconsciously buried it deeper, wanting to sleep again.

The fabric of this quilt is different from the quilt at home.

The fabric is different?

The fabric is different!

Chai Ziming was so frightened that he suddenly got up and began to look around.

Oh, it's Mr. Wang's room.

He recalled a lot, drank too much yesterday, and his memory was a bit fragmented, but generally speaking, he still knew that he drank, and called Mr. Wang.Presumably Mr. Wang just abducted and sold him home.Really... well done.

With a hey smile, Chai Ziming lifted his quilt.

……

He froze completely, staring at the clothes he was wearing.

This is what you put on?This is what you put on?This is what you put on?

Oh...don't believe it!I don't believe it...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

His face fell down, and he was not very well.

One reason is that he chose a sailor suit instead of any clothes.It’s not that sailor suits are not good. One set on the head and one set on the bottom are convenient and loose for sleeping. From the perspective of the structure of the clothes, there is no big problem with this suit as pajamas.But it's a bit of a shame.

When President Xiao Wang took the sailor suit home, he secretly scolded him for being a pervert.

As a result, now the two of them are going to compete in a game of who is more perverted than the other?

The second reason is that he was sleeping in a sailor suit, so why was he the only one in the room!Mr. Wang!Shouldn't there be some accidents if you're drunk?What about the accident?Who the hell are you kidding if you don't even have a story? !

Chai Ziming began to question whether he was unattractive, or Xiao Wang had failed.

So sad.

The fresh and tender little husband lay flat on the bed and let it be ravaged, but the other party turned out to be indifferent.

Xiao Ming, who was hit, thought about the meaning of life, the limit of the universe, the dimension of time...

Deep in thought, he didn't notice Wang Jiarong walking in.

And Wang Jiarong who walked in wanted to cover his eyes: "Chai Ziming, can you cover your quilt or dress normally? Or do you want to have a show early in the morning?"

Chai Ziming immediately covered the quilt and smiled harmlessly: "Mr. Wang, yesterday I..."

Wang Jiarong thought of yesterday, and wanted to pretend not to care: "You were drunk yesterday. When Auntie Hour came today, I asked her to make a hangover soup. It's still warm. Get up and drink it."

"Oh." Chai Ziming still sat on the bed.

There is no way, his current thickness of skin is not enough for him to stand up in sailor suit unscrupulously.

But Wang Jiarong didn't leave, he stood calmly at the door, waiting for Chai Ziming to wake up.

"...Do you have anything else to do?" Chai Ziming looked at Mr. Wang at the door and asked.

"Yes." Wang Jiarong changed a suitable stance and replied earnestly.

"whats the matter?"

"See how you get up." Wang Jiarong smiled.

"..."

Chai Ziming thinks Mr. Wang is too much, it's shameless and unreasonable!

However, Chai Ziming understood that he was wronged, so he didn't dare to argue a word, and could only silently struggle in his heart whether to get up or not.

Hehe, isn't it just a sailor suit?

As soon as he wanted to get up, Wang Jiarong took out his mobile phone from his pocket, adjusted the angle and started aiming at him.

Chai Ziming was terrified: "What are you doing?"

Wang Jiarong put the phone down and revealed his face: "Record a video, it's rare for you to look like this."

Chai Ziming felt quite uneasy in his heart: "...you didn't take a lot of photos of me last night, did you?"

Wang Jiarong was in a better mood: "Well, not many, just a few dozen."

Chai Ziming: "..."

What about human nature?

Of course, he didn't say anything. If he did, Wang Jiarong would be able to tell him about who was more inhuman compared to last night.

When filming variety shows, he was not afraid of more than a dozen cameras pointed at him, but now he is still afraid of this small mobile phone?

As soon as Chai Ziming gritted his teeth, he got up straight away.

He drank too much yesterday and hadn't eaten breakfast so far. This time he woke up violently again, his eyes darkened for a moment, he stepped off the bed before standing up, and fell back to sitting on the bed with a thud.

Wang Jiarong was startled, and quickly put away the phone: "What's wrong?"

Chai Ziming fainted for a while before answering: "Let's have low blood sugar."

For some reason, Wang Jiarong put his hand on Chai Ziming's forehead to measure the temperature, and he was relieved when he heard the low blood sugar: "Get up and have soup for breakfast. If you continue to do this, you will need to quit drinking."

"You still smoke and drink alcohol." Chai Ziming was not reconciled.

"My little girl, I quit smoking." Wang Jiarong pulled Chai Ziming up, "Don't change your clothes, first put on a nightgown and go to dinner."

"...What little girl?" Chai Ziming was dumbfounded by this name.

Wang Jiarong patted Chai Ziming's small butt very unceremoniously, full of lust: "Isn't the one wearing the skirt a little girl?"

Following Wang Jiarong's strength, Chai Ziming followed him out of the room, and took the nightgown hanging by the side: "From the perspective of the physical structure of men and women, men are more suitable to wear skirts than women, okay?"

Wang Jiarong: "..."

It makes sense.

So Wang Jiarong took Chai Ziming to the seat and sat down, saying: "In this case, you can wear skirts every day from now on. Of course, for me, I prefer to wear pants, so you don't have to dissuade me."

"...Who is going to discourage you from wearing pants... No, who said I have to wear skirts every day?" Chai Ziming shook his hand holding the spoon, and was so angry by Mr. Wang that he didn't scoop it up.

Wang Jiarong thought about it: "Well, you can wear pants occasionally, depending on your preference."

Chai Ziming's meaning was distorted by Wang Jiarong, so he was so angry that he didn't speak at all, and buried himself in hard work.

Xiao Wang always saw Chai Ziming eating, so he looked at his mobile phone over there.

After the movie is finished, Chai Ziming's store can be handed over to the manufacturer and the staff he hired to promote the sale.

And he himself can take advantage of this time to travel abroad.

Due to the oolong incident last time, their trip to France has reached a... level where they can basically charter a flight.So much so that when buying air tickets, the other party gave some discounts... Of course, there is also a reason why it is the off-season for tourism.

Some of the staff's expenses are paid by the company's subsidies. As for the expenses of his own family, it is naturally Xiao Wang's general contract.

From the original two-person trip to a group trip, the sad little Wang can almost wipe away tears.

On the mobile phone is the air ticket related matters sent by the secretary. Some time ago, the ID card and passport were handed over to the secretary. Now the air ticket has been completed and only waits for the centralized distribution at that time.

"The air ticket the day after tomorrow, do you want to go back and pack your luggage? It's more than a day on the road." Wang Jiarong raised his head and asked Chai Ziming.

Chai Ziming swallowed the food in his mouth: "Well, I'll go back later, the company is busy, so don't worry about me."

"I asked Qin Dong and my sister for leave, and I also have annual leave." President Xiao Wang recalled his years of working life, "If the annual leave can be accumulated, I can probably take the first half of the year."

"..." This is too powerful.

Of course, Mr. Wang and Chai Ziming split up in the end. There are two reasons for this.

The first reason is that President Xiao Wang has to pack his luggage himself, and there are definitely a lot of things in it.

The second reason is... Young people are full of vitality.

Wang Jiarong did two activities with his right hand yesterday, because he thought that doing certain things after being drunk would affect Xiao Ming's health.

But today is different. A little hypoglycemia aside from early in the morning, Xiao Ming is full of food and drinks, and is quite casually wearing a nightgown and a sailor suit underneath.Wang Jiarong was able to let him go, so it is called the sun must rise from the west.

Full of warmth and lust. Desire.After eating, Chai Ziming went to change into normal clothes, and Wang Jiarong followed behind as if nothing had happened.

When Chai Ziming took off his nightgown and threw it aside, ready to rummage through the closet, Wang Jiarong pressed him against the closet door.

The back is cold.

Chai Ziming was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

Wang Jiarong replied in seconds: "Fuck you."

The murder caused by this concise and simple dialogue was the ruin of a sailor suit.

Chai Ziming put his hands around Mr. Wang's neck, and his legs were lifted by Mr. Wang, so they had to be hooked around Mr. Wang's waist.

After entering, both of them were sweating a lot.

The weight of an adult causes the distance between the two to be mathematically negative.

Chai Ziming was so deeply stimulated that he almost lost his voice.

The violent back and forth impact, the pleasure of the lower body, and the faint body odor from Mr. Wang, Xiao Ming had to say that he was always satisfied with Xiao Wang to various degrees.

However, after several hours.

Chai Ziming was satisfied enough, but found that Mr. Wang didn't intend to face such things in his life, and he didn't intend to let him go at all.

So he angrily kicked Mr. Wang away, limped and picked up a piece of clothing from the closet, and ran to take a shower.

The sailor suit was naturally covered with the sticky sweat of the two of them, as well as white liquid, and it was so wrinkled that it was impossible to see it again.

Of course, the two split up after that.

If he doesn't act separately, I'm afraid Xiao Wang will always be sent by the angry classmate Xiao Ming to cut off his children and grandchildren's legs.

When Chai Ziming returned home "scarred", he found that his elder brother was packing his luggage with Ying Qiuqiu in the room while discussing the itinerary.

To be precise, the virtuous Ying Qiuqiu was helping Chai Zicong pack his luggage.

There was a romantic atmosphere between the two of them.

Since Mr. Xiao Wang was completely unable to help Xiao Ming pack his luggage, Xiao Ming, who was physically exhausted, felt a little uncomfortable.

He "difficultly" dug out the box from this corner of the house and moved it to another corner of the room. After a while, he "difficultly" took out the clothes he often wore from the cabinet. At the door, my brother pretended to have a sore back and thumped his waist, sighed, and ran to the kitchen to get himself a drink.

Ying Qiuqiu poked his head out to look at the back of Chai Ziming passing by for the third time, and asked Chai Zicong in a voice that could be heard by several people: "Is he overindulging in sex?"

Chai Ziming: "..."

Chai Zicong was amused.

The angry classmate Xiao Ming returned to his room with a cold face, closed the door, and decided to pack his luggage by himself.