"Xiao Cheche?" Ming Baishang sensitively caught the name in her words.
"Oh, little Cheche is a... little dog in my family." Cheche, forgive mommy, mommy didn't mean it, absolutely not.
"...You said that this young master is a dog?" Ming Baishang was displeased, raised his eyebrows high, stood up, and dropped the bath towel on his body...
"Oh, it's just a metaphor. What are you doing so seriously? Eat it quickly or it will get cold." Su Yumo cut a piece of egg and put it to his mouth, "Hurry up and sit down!" Her eyes widened again.
I accidentally glanced at his underwear somewhere.
Ming Baishang felt that this was a big challenge, so he opened his mouth with some difficulty, then pinched his nose and swallowed the egg into his stomach without even chewing.
Su and Mo couldn't help but giggle.
"Why are you laughing? I just hate eating eggs."
"Alas, Mr. Ming, the fearless Mr. Ming and President Ming, are actually stumped by a small egg. If I tell you, will anyone believe me?"
"I'm warning you, you are not allowed to write anything random in your reports. You must get my consent."
"Oh." Su Yumo nodded, but what Ming Baishang didn't know was that Su Yumo had already put a miniature camera in his watch, and the painful look he had when eating eggs had already been filmed.
Hum hum, Ming Bai Shang, if you bully me, I will bully you back.
"Master, this is today's newspaper." Uncle Qin, the butler, came over and placed a stack of newspapers next to him. Then he opened his mouth in surprise. The young master actually... ate eggs. This girl is really
It's not simple.
"Ahem...Uncle Qin, put down the newspaper and you can go out." Ming Baishang coughed uncomfortably and then said.
"Yes, Master."
Su Yumo saw that the headline on the newspaper's front page was the news about her and His Royal Highness Prince Quan Youchen. Ming Baishang had deliberately brought it to see how she would react.
"How about it? What does it feel like to be around that cold-faced man?"
"What does it feel like?" Su Yumo was puzzled.
"How does it feel to stay with Quan Youchen? I'm really curious about how he will get along with his sweetheart."
"Are you familiar with him?" He directly called His Highness the Prince by his first name, using "he" twice in succession.
"You haven't answered my question yet, and you ran away when you saw me. It turns out that you have been his sweetheart for a long time, and you have made a lifelong commitment? How could he make a private commitment to marry you, a commoner, for life? He has the future of the entire country on his shoulders.
The burden weighs tens of thousands of kilograms. Don't imagine that you can fly to the branches and become the prince's concubine." Ming Baishang's tone could not tell whether it was advice or a warning.
"You misunderstood. In fact, His Highness and I have that kind of relationship. We have only met twice, once in the parking lot, and the other time this time. He deliberately used me to stimulate Your Majesty.