The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 1091 Warning, the sweetness exceeds the standard (35)

The big boss of the family is busy all day long and never touches the ground. Why is Song Naichao here, like a retired old man who is idle all day long?

"Go quickly."

Jiang Tang didn't care about him, and walked to the changing mirror on her own, changed clothes and tied her hair. She didn't care that there was a big man in the room, with two white and straight long legs, walking back and forth, changing clothes and washing his hands. .

Song Naichao sat quietly by the bed, staring at Jiang Tang intently.

Suddenly, he spoke.

"I have an island, you can send all these sea lions to that island."

Jiang Tang paused while brushing his teeth, and then asked inarticulately.

"Can you fit it?"

Song Naichao nodded, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found a photo, and sent it to Jiang Tang.

"It's huge, a hundred times the size of the current island."

Jiang Tang looked at Song Naichao with an expression of "You are very enlightened", and with his mouth full of bubbles, he stood on tiptoe, pouted, and yelled.

"Look down."

Song Naichao looked at the bubbles in her mouth, frowned slightly, but only hesitated for half a second, then lowered his head, letting Jiang Tang wipe the bubbles all over his face.

The man just smiled, with soft brows and eyes, and let her mess around.

"Ding dong...

Dependency value: 49
Mission Progress: 22
Please host to complete the task as soon as possible. "

For the last time, Jiang Tang rubbed the remaining bubbles on the man's red lips. The soft touch accompanied by the cool mint smell permeated the entangled breath of the two.

Song Naichao was extremely clumsy, as stiff as a stone, his slender back was bent lower and lower, his pale face was stained with an obvious blush, like the morning glow in the sky, very beautiful.

The chief culprit, Jiang Tang, didn't care about Song Naichao's turmoil in the heart of this century-old piece of wood, he turned his head around and rinsed his mouth in the mirror.

Then, she saw Song Naichao in the mirror, standing up straight blankly, with white hands touching her lips again and again, the corners of her mouth were already hooked up involuntarily, with a pure and tender look, just like a soft white sweetheart .

"Ding dong...

Dependency value: 52
Mission Progress: 25
Please host to complete the task as soon as possible. "

Jiang Tang hooked his lips in satisfaction, this reaction was right.

It's not in vain for her to work so hard to find him.

"Heh...you and me, have you found out who the sub-personality is?"

Banban's tone of voice is getting more and more self-indulgent, and the boss still has to put on airs, but the tone is cheap, and there is a feeling of gloating.

Jiang Tangquan regarded himself as a piece of rubbish farting in his head, ignored him, and continued to work on his own.

Song Naichao just refused to leave, maybe people who have lived so long are a bit stubborn, so Jiang Tang stopped forcing him.

"Then stay here well, if you want to leave, you don't need to tell me."

Jiang Tang opened the door and left, and the man stood by the window watching her until the recording ended.

It took fifteen days to record the first episode of the program, but the stay on this island was only three days.

Because of the involvement of the Song Group, the content of the recording on the third day changed from rescuing severely injured sea lions to moving the sea lions.

The surviving more than 700 sea lions were sent to a private island near the North Sea by a huge cruise ship.

The owner of this island is Song Naichao. He lent the right to use the island to the World Sea Lion Conservation Organization. All sea lions have been resettled, the villa that has been vacant for several years has been converted into a rescue station, and the island has a new name.

(End of this chapter)