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The bed in He Mingyu's exclusive presidential suite is naturally much more comfortable than the ordinary suite in the crew hotel.

Soft and big, you can roll as you want.

Tan Qing slept three rods in the sun, and subconsciously reached out and touched the other side of the bed.

Then rubbed his eyes, jumped off the bed, and opened the door with bare feet.

On the wide sofa in the central living room.

He Mingyu had been sitting in a suit and leather shoes and didn't know how long he was sitting there. At this time, he faced the computer screen with no expression and gave a few words coldly.

Tan Qing just poked her head out of the bedroom door.

He was caught upright by He Mingyu: "Wake up?"

Tan Qing stretched his waist honestly, and walked into the living room with a clatter, and handed a small chair with his legs crossed and sat opposite He Mingyu.

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President He, who is having a video conference with the company's senior management, only needs to look up slightly from the screen.

You can see Tan Qing's slender calf wrapped in a half-length bathrobe, and the white clavicle line exposed by lowering her head and holding her mobile phone.

He Mingyu: "..."

After another ten-minute meeting, He Mingyu drank water six times.

In the end, He Mingyu gave up on the next topic, hurriedly arranged the task, then closed the computer, and glanced at Tan Qing who was sitting opposite: "Are you hungry?"

The cleaning staff of the hotel have performed room service very efficiently.

The embarrassing living room of last night has quickly recovered spotlessly.

After a full sleep, Tan Qing can't remember what happened after she got drunk last night.

He sat on the small chair and swayed back and forth, then touched his **** again.

The **** doesn't hurt.

There is no tail.

Hey-hey.

Perfect.

Tan Qing happily flipped through the hotel's pre-prepared optional menu in the presidential suite, and snapped a table of French breakfast that she had never eaten before.

Then he boldly pushed the exhausted menu in front of He Mingyu, and said sincerely and kindly: "I have finished my order, what are you going to eat?"

He Mingyu added a cup of milk to Tan Qing, and a cup of coffee for himself, and then closed the menu: "You can't finish it all by yourself, so go wash first."

Tan Qing shrugged her nose and snorted at the gold master's father, and touched her belly to the bathroom unwillingly.

The presidential suites of star-rated hotels include the right to give priority to meals.

The general manager personally delivered a piece of fruit. After confirming the menu, he paid more attention to Tan Qing for a while, and asked cautiously: "He Dong, some of these dishes are spicy. Is Mr. Tan prepared for a non-spicy taste?"

He Mingyu: "..."

After washing up and looking refreshing, Tan Qing took a perfume pear and took two bites. Hearing the words, he curiously leaned over: "Hey, is it very spicy? Why do you want to eat it for me?"