"Well, I am teasing you, get up and drink some honey water." Ling SenHao stroked the quilt a few times.
After all the calls, Mo ShaoQing finally gave up his bed and got out of the bed because he was so thirsty.
Gulugulu drank a glass of water and was persuaded to drink the porridge, Mo ShaoQing also got up.
The fireplace in the living room downstairs was burning, and the heating was turned on at home. The warmth was warm. Mo ShaoQing casually put on a sweater and went downstairs, but saw several foreign faces standing neatly in suits and leather shoes downstairs.
Mo ShaoQing was taken aback by the situation, and was embarrassed to advance and retreat, "Is this bothering you?"
"No, come and sit down. I will introduce you to it." Ling SenHao patted the sofa beside him and motioned to Mo ShaoQing to sit down.
Mo ShaoQing saw that he was also in home clothes, not as if he was listening to reports on work, and sat obediently.
"This is Dr. Edward, my family doctor, you can call him if you feel unwell."
"Good noon, Mr. Mo. I am Edward. I have been in medicine for more than 20 years. I am honored to be of service to you." Edward introduced himself in the standard Chinese version of Mo ShaoQing and gave him a gentleman's gift.
"Edward's family has served my family for several generations. It is very reliable, so if you are unwell, you must ask him to come here as soon as possible."
"Hmm." Ling SenHao said so, and Mo ShaoQing didn't dare to underestimate Edward.
Ling SenHao again told Edward, "I will leave the body of Mr. Mo to you when I am not in the imperial capital."
"Yes, sir."
"This is Aunt He, responsible for cooking and hygiene at home, and this is her husband Walker, responsible for gardening."
"Good Master Mo."
"Hello, actually... just call my name, hehe!" Mo ShaoQing laughed dryly.
Ling SenHao squeezed Mo ShaoQing's palm lightly, and comforted: "You don't need to be so restrained, these people will live with us for a long time in the future."
Then he said: "This is my personal designer, Mr. Collins, and this is his assistant, Mr. Xue Yicheng."
"Hello, Mr. Mo." The two greeted Mo ShaoQing in unison.
"It's okay for you..." Mo ShaoQing is still in shock, why at this moment, he has the feeling of being the master of the house... No, this must be an illusion!
"I called them today. First, I want you to get to know them. Second, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. I want to make some clothes for you..." Ling SenHao explained.
Mo ShaoQing who is drinking coffee is still chewing the words of Ling SenHao just now, making some clothes... Is this making a few clothes? Obviously it is the rhythm of making his clothes all his life!
For the first time, Mo ShaoQing feels that rich people are really not good, for example just now--
Collins smiled and said, "Would you please raise your hand some more, sir?"
"Okay." Mo ShaoQing responded with a smile, only he knew that he was about to laugh stiffly.
"Relax, sir, that's fine, waist circumference is 97..."
Then the assistant Xue Yicheng "swiped and brushed" in the notebook and quickly recorded it.
For example, now--
Collins still smiled and asked: "Don't be shy, please sir. Tell me...what fabric do you prefer for panties? My assistant needs to record it!"
Mo ShaoQing really wanted to say that I don't know, but in the face of other people's smiling service, he can only helplessly say: "Just watch and do it, it's comfortable."
......
"What about the coat? What style do you like? What color?"
"I like... linen, okay?"
"Of course, sir."
When the tossing is over, it is already evening. Mo ShaoQing began to prepare for Jiang's husband, it should be said that Jiang Muhe prepared small snacks.
After everything was done, it happened to be five o'clock in the afternoon, two hours before the banquet began. Mo ShaoQing changed his dress and prepared to go downstairs to meet his husband Jiang.
Ling SenHao was sitting on the sofa and flipping through financial magazines, and when she saw Mo ShaoQing coming downstairs, her eyes instantly brightened.
Because it is a private banquet, his dressing is not particularly serious and solemn. Mo ShaoQing himself has very white skin, so Ling SenHao chose a neutral and casual suit for him-a dark blue suit with a dark blue pattern, which is very self-cultivating. Thin waist, straight thighs, shiny black fringed leather shoes outline the slender ankles. Mo ShaoQing's neckline was slightly open. He didn't wear a tie or bow tie. He just put a colorful silk scarf in his jacket pocket for embellishment.
"Very handsome!" Ling SenHao praised very sincerely, and added in his heart by the way, but he has a good eye.
Mo ShaoQing was taken aback when he saw Ling SenHao dressed up. It turned out that Ling SenHao's suit today was also navy blue. The only difference was that he wore a tie with the same suit as his handkerchief.
In this way, as long as they stand together, everyone knows that they are wearing couple suits!
Ling SenHao was very calm about this: "Don't you want to let others know that we are a pair?"
Speaking of it, Ling SenHao suddenly remembered that he just forgot that ShaoQing is still a public figure, but just wanted to introduce him to his friends... In case, he disagrees... Wouldn't it be too good for him to cut first and then play.
Mo ShaoQing keenly sensed the other party's tension, "How come?" He stepped forward and put his head on the other party's shoulder, "Why do you think so?"
Ling SenHao hugged Mo ShaoQing back, and the two enjoyed the leisure time of this moment.
Mo ShaoQing looked up: "Sorry, did I make you insecure?"
After thinking about it, he added: "It's also the first time I fell in love. You have to tell me what I didn't do well..."
Ling SenHao looked at Mo ShaoQing's clear eyes and sighed: "No, you did a good job. It's me. I'm too anxious. I just want to let the world know that you are mine."
The two looked at each other affectionately for a while, Ling SenHao lowered his head slightly, Mo ShaoQing felt the breath of each other, closed his eyes, and held his breath...
Little by little, closer...
"Ding Dong—Ding Dong—"
A doorbell sounded like a basin of cold water, splashing on the two people's heads. Mo ShaoQing noticed Ling SenHao's face turned black for a moment.
Mo ShaoQing smiled embarrassedly, said sorry, and hurried to open the door. He thought it might be the senior arrived. It's really not the right time for the senior to come!
Outside the door, it was You Tianling standing in the cold wind with his agent.
You Tianling: "I didn't disturb you!"
Mo ShaoQing: "No, no, hurry up, come in senior—it's too cold outside."
You Tianling walked into the garden and looked around the surrounding environment: "You live here?"
"Um..." Mo ShaoQing suddenly didn't know how to explain, I can't say that I and Mr. Ling are living together! "This is actually President Ling's home. You can go with him in a while..."
"Okay, I get it. Thank you, ShaoQing!" You Tianling thanked sincerely, and everyone in the circle was all over the tree.
He has seen too many cold and warm feelings, but he didn't expect it to happen to him so quickly. When he saw his faint decline, many people's attitudes plummeted. Fortunately, ShaoQing was willing to help himself at critical moments. In any case, this affection, he will never forget.
Mo ShaoQing welcomed You Tianling into the living room and poured him a cup of hot water.
"Mr. Ling is good." You Tianling has not seen the legendary president of Xingyang Entertainment, but it is said that he is a mixed-race, and the man with extraordinary temperament and handsome appearance is obvious.
"Well, hello!" Ling SenHao responded shortly, then looked up and down the other party: tall, around 185, shorter than himself, looks, handsome, and a bit worse than himself...
After some comparison, Ling SenHao felt that he should put his heart in his stomach, and ShaoQing should look down on the other party! Humph!
After the two got into the car, Ling SenHao took care of himself and did his own thing.
You Tianling smiled bitterly, don't know why, he has a feeling that Ling always dislikes himself...
There was an awkward atmosphere in the car.
Ling SenHao spoke, breaking the cold silence: "You and ShaoQing have known each other for a long time?"
"Yes, we have known each other for three years." You Tianling quickly answered the conversation.
"Can you tell me what happened to him before?"
You Tianling was taken aback. He felt that Mr. Ling had obviously "softened" to him. Although he didn't know why, he shouldn't hate him anymore? And why does he care so much about ShaoQing? You Tianling thought of a series of things he saw today: similar dresses, intimate behaviors, mansions and villas...could it be... he had bad guesses.
Even so, You Tianling didn't show any emotions. He picked a few things that didn't hurt and told Ling SenHao.
Ling SenHao is looking forward to knowing some little secrets that belong to his lover that he doesn't know, but he probably knows it in his heart. This so-called senior doesn't know much about ShaoQing. It seems that the relationship between two people is not his own. I imagined it so well, that I was a little veteran!
Soon the two arrived at the home of the host of the banquet.
Sure enough, there are very strict security personnel patrolling the door, and the housekeeper checks the invitations one by one, and will not enter them without them.
But Ling SenHao is just a humanoid invitation. When it's their turn, You Tianling thought the other party might abandon him or what?
But no, the two went in smoothly. Of course, Ling SenHao immediately went to work on his own affairs after entering, so he stopped worrying about You Tianling.
In this regard, You Tianling is not nervous at all, he is confident in his communicative ability.