"What's this, it's stumbling on me......" Song Tiantian's claws grabbed violently against her lower abdomen, the hot one she couldn't hold with one hand.

The man frowned in displeasure, and there were faint bruises on his forehead, he gasped and scolded in a low voice, "Let go,"

She held it so hard, did she want to ruin the sexual happiness of the rest of her life with her own hands?

"Don't ......" The drunk Song Tilt was stubborn that ten cows couldn't pull it back, Tang Jingyun had no other way to make trouble with her vexatiousness, the first time, when facing a person, he was so frustrated.

Later, she gradually gave some strength to hold his hand, and then she actually held and held it...... Fell asleep.

Listening to her even and steady breathing, he was completely defeated.

His arms were braced at her sides, love. Before the desire completely dissipated, his breathing was a little heavy and unsteady.

It seems that the idea of possessing her has never stopped......

Since he met her when he was 15 years old, he has been waiting for her to grow up.

Early morning.

The warm light sprinkled into the room with a lot of heat, and Song tilted over and muttered something in his mouth.

The hangover was followed by an endless headache, and she pressed her temples and sat up from the bed with difficulty.

She looked around with a blank gaze, only to realize that she was in her apartment, and she had no memory of what had happened last night.

Just when she was in a trance, there was a sudden noise outside, and Song Tiantian rubbed her sleepy eyes and walked out of the room.

Just opened the door and looked at it, she was instantly stunned.

The small living room was crowded with many people, and it was completely someone she didn't know.

"Who are you? Get me out of here, or I'm going to call the police. ”

"I called them over." A cold voice suddenly sounded, and Song Tiantian looked through the crowd for a while, only to find that Tang Jingyun was sitting on the sofa at the moment, leisurely crossing his long legs, and there was a laptop on his lap, as if he was browsing documents.

"Get up first and have breakfast, after breakfast, someone will give you styling and makeup, and then, I will arrange for a driver to take you to the press conference." He doesn't have to worry about everything.

Song Tiantian remembered that this morning was the press conference of "New Clothes Competition", and she was drunk last night and almost forgot about it, but fortunately, there was him, and she was all thoughtful for her.

Song poured out a warm heart and was very moved.

"I'm in trouble." Far away, she whispered, and I don't know if he heard it.

Breakfast was specially made by the chef and was nutritionally balanced.

In the past few years, her work and rest time has been extremely irregular, and there is no breakfast at all, and she has made herself sick with stomach problems, and now eating this luxurious breakfast, Song Tiantian feels that she is being served like a princess.

Huh, princess?

Realizing that she had such an unreliable idea, she laughed out loud.

After breakfast, Song Tiantian was surrounded by a group of people and began to make up and style.

The group of people called by Tang Jingyun is the top styling team in the entertainment industry today, and they are also the queen stylists of some popular movie stars.

"Mr. Tang." A stylist greeted him, "Excuse me, what kind of look do you want to do for Miss Song?" ”