Mr. Charming, You're Picked

Cheng Yunmeng stares at the man in a trance. She pursues countless stars, but the face in front of her is like a work of art. Her cold eyes are dark brown. She looks at her flat, cold and deep.

Before I could even ask who the number one was, I suddenly realized that my naked body was naked. I exclaimed and pulled the quilt to cover up, "what are you doing! Don't look, get out of here

The man raised thin lips, a bit teasing, "don't worry, I'm not interested in you."

No interest?

Cheng Yunmeng looked down, his chest is also a D-size!

Her face suddenly sunny and rainy, the man casually turned to the sofa and walked over, "don't waste my time."

Looking at his lazy sitting on the sofa, side body, long legs overlapping, cold temperament, but can't remember where to see.

She is still alive, but, obviously, is not Cheng Yunmeng, but another person!

Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to accept this incredible fact. While the man was not looking at her, he carefully wrapped the bath towel on the head of the bed and crept to the bathroom with his slippers.

Standing in front of the mirror, Cheng Yunmeng's mind was blank for a moment.

The person in the mirror has long hair, curly, hanging on both sides of the shoulder, white skin, double eyelids, high nose, cherry mouth. It's a beauty standard. What's more, the corners of the eyes and mouth are slightly up, showing the illusion of a jade faced Fox for no reason.

"Hiss"

All of a sudden, there was a stabbing pain in her temple. She tightened her eyebrows and showed her teeth in pain.

"Ji Meng, I will never be a poor man in my life! Either marry a rich family or die! "

"Mr. Xiao, since you are so generous, I will try my best to play the role of 'girlfriend'..."

The turbulent memory ran rampant in her mind. The memory of more than 20 years, which did not belong to her, was imposed on her.

Ji Meng, an 18 line actress in the entertainment circle, often appears in the senior club to catch a golden turtle son-in-law. Fortunately, Xiao Zhuo takes a fancy to her. There is a contract between them. Three million a year, what she wants to do is to play the role of his girlfriend.

Relying on the washbasin, Cheng Yunmeng can hardly imagine how Sanguan could be like this for such a beautiful woman?

Maybe it's about family education? After all, Ji Meng used to be Miss Qian Jin. Unfortunately, her father went to Xiao San and her mother cut off his father's life. Now her father lost too much blood and is still lying in the ward. Xiao San swept away Ji's property and ran away. Her mother is still in prison.

What a terrible and troublesome family relationship!

That is to say... The man outside is a nominal boyfriend? Taking her to dinner today?

"What and what?" Cheng Yunmeng sniffs his body full of wine and has to take a bath. Although Ji Meng is a fishing girl, she still has a lot of clothes in the cloakroom.

Why don't you tell Xiao Zhuo that she doesn't want any money, and that's all about being a girlfriend?

Simple make-up, put on a black dress, split skirt, a pair of slender legs, especially eye-catching.

"Are you ready?" Outside the door, Xiao Huo raised his hand and looked at his watch, with a little impatience in his tone“ Ok... OK Cheng Yunmeng opens the door and picks up the silver shell bag. She doesn't have to close her legs. In her last life, she only wore Korean version and flat shoes. In her dreams, she wanted such a concave and convex figure. However, it seems that the inferiority of the soul is deeply rooted in the appearance.

Xiao Zhuo's eyes looked at her from top to bottom. She looked down like a little servant girl and frowned with an undisguised dislike. "Remember, you're my woman, not a street mouse with a tail in it!"

"Yes... Yes!" Cheng Yunmeng suddenly raised his head, and his voice and color trembled.

How can she say that this man is a general rich second generation! But it is the president of TTS group, the largest Internet giant in China!

If you turn around, you will be killed!

She carefully grabbed the skirt, Xiao was bored, put one hand in the trousers pocket, walked by her, "don't give me shame."

Cheng Yunmeng didn't dare to make a sound. He walked slowly in his high-heeled shoes.

Dinner or something, she never saw it in her last life!

A black-and-white Pagani, sitting stiffly in the front passenger's seat, was as if she had been thrown into an ice cellar beside Xiao Zhuo.

No one opened his mouth to speak. He glanced at him occasionally. His tight side face and thin lips were tight. At first sight, he was not a good friend.

"Get out of the car."

I don't know how long later, she converged. It was dusk outside the window. Xiao Zhuo stopped the car, picked up the suit jacket on the seat and pushed the door open.

As soon as the shiny leather shoes step on the ground, the media reporters waiting outside the villa adjust the focus, and the flashing lights come and go like day.

Don't be nervous, don't be nervous!

Cheng Yunmeng constantly comforts himself. However, the palm of his hand holding the bag is already in a cold sweat.

She dawdled and didn't dare to move. The front passenger's door opened, and a hand with clear bones spread out in front of her. "Little dream, here it is."

It is no longer the tone of cold sarcasm, but it makes people feel like spring breeze.

Xiao Zhuo was in front of her in a suit, eyes and eyebrows, and a smile. In a few seconds, he was transformed into a prince with elegant demeanor!