Presidential Studies

Mr. Zhen stopped his movements immediately, and stood there awkwardly, at a loss.

He never expected that even Carlos, the president of country F, would say this kind of 'Quotations from the president'.

At this time, he should leave quickly to make room for their two-person world, but Mr. Zhen, who had just met someone so hard, couldn't bear to let 'Navigation' just slip away like this.

During this brief hesitation, Carlos continued to finish his lines.

"Why don't you dare look at me? Are you shy?"

While Carlos was talking, there was a 'thrilling' sound from the other end of the green wall at the same time.

That was the sound of fabric being torn. If I remember correctly, Carlos was wearing a silk shirt for dinner.

"What are you doing!"

Xie Yufang's voice was much quieter, full of embarrassment.

"Oh, woman, are you satisfied with what you see?"

His voice was low and full of allure.

Now there is really no need to entangle. After all, Carlos has no clothes now, so he probably won't want to help him lead the way. He turned and left silently, disappearing at the end of the stone road.

It's just that on the way to leave, Mr. Zhen still can't help but wonder:

Is it really not cold in country F without clothes?

............

Maybe it was God who felt the real embarrassment. He walked around with his intuition, but he still found the exit of the maze.

After he returned to the residence safely, he couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

After Mr. Zhen took a shower, it was already very late, and the lights were turned off everywhere in the manor to rest, only the occasional dog barking would permeate the night.

He was wearing an off-white bathrobe and the belt was loosely tied, leaning against the head of the bed, but he was still not sleepy.

At this time, the country should just wake up.

Mr. Zhen thought so, but his hands were quicker than his brain, and he skillfully opened the chat software and sent a message to someone in the dialog box.

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Mr. Zhen: Wake up!

Niannian: Well, I got up.

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Qin Jinnian seemed to be standing in front of the phone, and replied the message at the speed of light.

Really couldn't help looking at the phone and laughing, not knowing why he was so happy.

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Mr. Zhen: So early?

Qin Jinnian: You're used to making breakfast, but you haven't slept yet?

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Early in the morning, the news and chats were always bombarded with such unnutritious questions. If it were Qin Fen, he would definitely shut down the phone and go back to sleep first. Only Qin Jinnian would still and would be very willing to return to him.

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Mr. Zhen: I can't sleep-. -

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As soon as he sent the message, the video call from the other side came over, and Mr. Zhen was inexplicably nervous for a while.

But soon, he relaxed again, pressed the answer button, and Qin Jinnian's handsome face appeared on the phone screen.

"Even if the jet lag is not adjusted, you should take more rest."

Qin Jinnian was an old health expert from the moment he opened his mouth, and he never forgot to tell Mr. Zhen to follow a healthy routine.

"Maybe because I slept too much on the plane." Mr. Zhen held the phone in one hand, propped his chin in the other, blinked his eyes, and said innocently, "I'm really not sleepy."

Qin Jinnian at the other end of the video seems to be still making breakfast. After he connected the phone, he stood the phone on the side of the table. The camera captured the person from the waist upwards. You can clearly see the perfect jawline of the other party, looking at the camera When, there was a moment of tension.

Tsk tsk, they look so good-looking every year.

I can't help but sigh in my heart.

"Not sleepy, what does that brother want to do?"

As Qin Jinnian spoke, he held the frying pan with one hand, turned his wrist lightly, and the eggs in the pan were easily turned over. The memory of the breakfast in the past morning suddenly appeared, and Zhenzong seemed to have smelled the aroma of fried eggs.

He suppressed the urge to swallow, trying to think of something else to overshadow the damn delicious fried egg.

"By the way, Carlos has a girlfriend! She's from country C."

Really finally remembered, he stroked his chin, and suddenly smirked.

"I learned something new again."

"Carlos?" Qin Jinnian frowned slightly, "What can he teach my brother?"

There was a sudden silence for a moment.

Not to mention, Carlos really knows a lot more than him in terms of learning about CEOs.

"cough."

Zhenzong did not answer, but cleared his throat, closed his eyes for a moment and opened them again.

"Oh." He raised the corners of his mouth, "You want to run away after flirting? Niannian, you are playing with fire."

Qin Jinnian: "......"

Teach this!

However, Qin Jinnian has also gradually mastered the knack of being in the game for a second, and while he smoothly put the fried eggs on the plate, he replied with an innocent tone.

"What do you want?"

"Why don't you dare look at me? Are you shy?"

Really keep up the good work.

Only then did Qin Jinnian turn his face around.

I saw Zhenzong on the screen seemed a little tired, and changed his posture.

He lay prone on the head of the bed, and raised the phone higher, so that most of the person could be framed into the screen.

The belt around the waist of the bathrobe on his body, which was not tightly tied, was completely loosened during the movement, the front of the clothes lost its restraint, and the neckline was wide open, revealing his beautiful collarbone, neck, and most of his chest Come.

Looking at the white snow, Qin Jinnian couldn't help but froze in place, falling into silence.

However, Zhenzong on the opposite side didn't notice anything, and went on to say, "Are you satisfied with what you see?"

'drop'

As soon as the screen went black, the other party cut off the voice call.

Mr. Zhen: "?"

He couldn't help sending a message.

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Really total: 0.0?

Niannian: ...It's okay, I accidentally broke it.

Mr. Zhen: Okay, but you're going to work soon, right?

Niannian: Well, you go to bed early too.

Niannian: By the way, remember to put on your clothes and go to bed, so as not to catch a cold.

Every Year: Hug.jpg

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Mr. Zhen noticed the abnormality of the neckline when he looked at his news.

As he fastened his bathrobe again, he secretly admired in his heart:

Every year is so sweet!

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However, Qin Jinnian, who was far away at home on the other side of the ocean, silently looked down at the position of his trouser waist, and sighed sadly.

He opened another chat group on his mobile phone and left a message.

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Although it is a social animal, it is not bald (26)

Boss: Come later.

Duoduo: Received!

Qi Jia who is going bald: Got it!

Lin Meiren: Received!

Lin Meiren: ...Du Xingshen, you are going to die!Change my remarks again!

Beauty Husband: Received!

Beauty Husband: ...Boss, I might be late too qwq

.............

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After Qin Jinnian sent the message, he turned off his cell phone, ignored the group of treasures, and went to fend for himself.

The omelet that was just out of the pan on the dining table went from boiling hot at the beginning to a little bit cold.

The author has something to say: Mr. Zhen: Are you satisfied with what you see?

Qin Jinnian: Satisfied!Very satisfied! [Not even a drop.jpg]

Mr. Zhen: Meow meow? ? ?