Mr. Mo, who was smashed back, hugged the person in his arms, and he didn't even breathe. His ribs hurt, and he suspected that Gu Jiaming wanted to smash him into a bone crack.

The body in his arms was soft, and Mo Yunqi's hand was pressed against Gu Jiaming's back waist, and he didn't touch much muscle. I'm really curious where he got such a lot of strength?

And that extraordinary speed!

Before Gu Jiaming could get up from Mo Yunqi's arms, he thought and the car door automatically closed. He waved his hand to the driver: "Go away!"

The driver obediently started the car, looking ahead calmly, but his heart was burst into tears: It turned out that our president's wife was so enthusiastic!

The president's wife just wanted to pinch Mr. Mo's neck and shake it hard. He asked angrily: "Didn't you say you don't need it? What car are you getting off? Are you not afraid of hiring reporters with this face?"

After Gu Jiaming finished speaking, he suddenly realized that this sentence was simply a disguised praise on the other party’s handsome appearance. When he saw the other party’s smiling eyes, Gu Jiaming let go of the other party and hummed awkwardly, "Don’t be narcissistic, I don’t mean to praise you."

Mr. Mo touched his chest, frowned and tsk, "It seems to be broken."

Gu Jiaming looked at the other person's actions and his face changed so frightened that he didn't bother to get angry. Such a fragile human, don't accidentally break the bones by him. He leaned over and touched the other person's ribs with concern, touched his stomach, and then touched his chest, "Where? That's broken? Where does it hurt?"

Mr. Mo, who had taken advantage of the situation, raised his hand calmly, and his fingers with clear joints quickly unbuttoned the button on the top of his shirt, and suggested seriously: "For my health, I suggest you check it in detail."

Gu Jiaming raised his eyebrows a little, and then he realized that the other party was teasing him. Humans are really cunning animals, and even hooligans are playing around the bush, haha!

He was dissatisfied, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the other person's chest. Gu Jiaming looked at the muscle lines on the other person's chest and said without thinking: "You have always been so white?"

Mr. Mo nodded deeply, "If you like bronze, I can go to the beach to bathe for a few days."

Gu Jiaming: “…”

He likes too much, and you can give it to him if he likes it! His heart beats again, and Gu Jiaming thinks that the other party is an old wizard who knows magic, and he always curses him!

If you have the ability, don’t tan. If you have the ability, you will show off the zebra crossings on your body, the rainbow bridge, and the colorful Mary Sue divine light that can be moved!

After complaining a few times in his heart, Gu Jiaming coughed and raised a very serious topic: "Where are the children who ran out so late?"

Mo Yunqi grabbed Gu Jiaming's hand, held it in the palm of his hand, clenched it tightly, and his voice was low and magnetic. "I'm asleep, I'll send someone to guard him, don't worry."

Gu Jiaming looked at his hands, felt his heartbeat speed, and shook it away in panic: Ahhhhhhh! It's going to be poisoned!

This must be a great curse technique!

He kept a safe distance from Mo Yunqi. Gu Jiaming leaned against the window and looked at the night view outside. His eyes were as deep as the night outside. After ten minutes of deepness, Gu Jiaming couldn't hold it in, "Your car is indeed better than mine."

It's fast and spacious, not at all. As expected, the boss is the boss.

Mo Yunqi laughed and was guessing what he was thinking just now. It seemed that he had overestimated his IQ. "If you want it, give you this one, there are a few new ones in my warehouse."

"Warehouse? Where is the warehouse?"

“Company Warehouse.”

"Oh." Gu Jiaming thought he had bought a new house, so he couldn't say what he felt. Gu Jiaming tilted his head and glanced at Mo Yunqi, "You will move away if you buy the house."

Mo Yunqi nodded helplessly, "Are you looking forward to me leaving?"

"It's not all," Gu Jiaming turned his head and continued to look out the window. "When you leave, you will help take care of your son. When I get paid, I will give you money and hire you."

Mo Yunqi: "..."

The identities of husband and father that Mr. Mo has always identified seem to be different from what Gu Jiaming thinks.

Mr. Mo, whose face was already cold, pulled Gu Jiaming, who didn't know what he said wrong, pressed one hand on the back of the seat, hooked his mask with the other hand, aimed it at the mouth that couldn't speak, and kissed him like punishment, "Since you want to hire, I will pay the fare first."

This kiss is much heavier than the last time I touched it. Mr. Mo's face was smelly and Gu Jiaming was so scared that he was furious. Ahhhhhhhhhhh, this crazy human, is playing a hooligan in public!

———

The crew members looked at the car driving out and looked at each other. The person who got on the car just now... is it Brother Ming?

"Brother Chuan, as Brother Ming's assistant, you should know the situation at Brother Ming's family, right?" Jing Jiaojiao held Jia Chuan, who wanted to escape, and attracted everyone's attention with one sentence. The information Zheng Xueshao gave Gu Jiaming was a college student who worked part-time, without a father or mother, and graduated from acting majors. He was not a master, but even the kind that could not be picked out by ordinary people. But in fact, Gu Jiaming's performance was seriously inconsistent with his personality. Gu Jiaming spent money like flowing water, and he dared to spend as much as he earned. As long as he could see, he dared to buy anything. Gu Jiaming never remembered it, and he was unmatched by imitation. Gu Jiaming could also play the piano and write calligraphy. He had no social experience. This was not like an orphan who worked part-time, like a spoiled young master in a certain family.

When Jing Jiaojiao asked, Jia Chuan understood what she meant. Assistant Jia nodded deeply, "Brother Ming's family is very rich." He is really rich. He is not a pangolin who can lie.

Everyone suddenly realized, "Damn it! Our Brother Ming is a rich second generation!"

"Is the long legs that just now his brother?"

"The brothers have a good relationship."

"Can you pick him up so late if you have a bad relationship?"

"Brother Ming hid it so deeply. No wonder he said there are still many snacks at home."

Jia Chuan and Jing Jiaojiao quietly breathed a sigh of relief. As the only two people who knew Gu Jiaming's "ex-husband" except Zheng Xueshao, they changed Gu Jiaming's identity tacitly, from "The King of Actor Gu who threw himself into the arms of the president" to the young master of the wealthy family. If they were secretly photographed with Mo Yunqi in the future, the studio could explain it.

Mr. Mo, who wants others to know his relationship with Gu Jiaming: "..."

———

The next morning, Gu Jiaming asked Director Wang for leave. In the afternoon, he could only take pictures until three o'clock and had to go back to change his clothes. He said it was a welcome ceremony held by the president of the group. In fact, it was to give the company a reassurance. As long as he did it well, it should be yours or yours.

Of course, those who can hear these words are already qualified management, and those who fail have been kicked out by Mr. Mo.

Gu Jiaming is originally a neutral face that can control all kinds of outfits. In the words of fans, we, Brother Cha, are an all-around male god who can be noble, elegant, indifferent, evil, soft and cute, and domineering president. They look better than others in women's clothing. Who else in this circle? Let's argue if you don't agree!

Although this sentence is crazy and shameless, others can't tell the problem on Gu Jiaming's face. Tonight, the stylist dyed his hair that had been growing slightly over the past year into brown color. A strand of light yellow floated on the top, and then he grabbed it slightly, making it a chic and unrestrained look. The costume artist Xiao Liu picked it up and picked out a small ink-green suit, which was dotted with countless irregular little white dots, as if it was accidentally thrown out by Bai Mo, with a sense of unrestrained and unrestrained spirit.

Jing Jiaojiao tactfully put light makeup on Gu Jiaming. Gu Jiaming has good skin and delicate facial features. Just stretching the tail of her eyes shows the overall effect. She has a pair of passionate peach blossom eyes, her eyes look like drunk but not drunk. One look back and the other smile is like a smile. This eye makeup is embellished, no matter who Gu Jiaming looks at, his long eyelashes tremble, and everyone looks like a secret look.

Jing Jiaojiao held Gu Jiaming's face and looked around, checked if there were any modifications needed, and told him: "Remember, your character tonight is: evil, charm, crazy, and enchanting! The distance between you is: Ruo, that is, Ruo, separate! Teases the other person's nerves, but makes people unable to catch you. Only in this way can people feel a desire to conquer. In short, just talk less and laugh more."

Gu Jiaming asked helplessly: "Who do you want me to seduce?"

The stylist and the costumer patted him on the shoulder one left and one right: "Take the big boss, you will be worry-free in the second half of your life, do you understand?"

Jing Jiaojiao gave him a look of getting angry: Keep your food, there are not many celebrities going tonight, but all of them are unmarried!

Gu Jiaming's mouth twitched, and he wanted to tell them directly: the boss is going to take care of the children today and will not go there.

Mr. Mo, who was taking care of the child, frowned slightly from the video, "You're going to dress up tonight?"

Mo Zeyang also held his little face. Both of them were surprised to be unsatisfied and looked cold: "Are you going to find a wild fox? Do you want to find a little mother for me?"

Gu Jiaming was helpless. What could he do? It wasn't that he was willing to make trouble like this!

Mr. Mo turned around and called Secretary Wang: "Come here to take care of Zeyang." The fool asked his wife to dress up like this and ran out. Mr. Mo was not stupid at all, and found an opportunity to show his presence.

Secretary Wang, who is working hard to write a report, immediately drove to the president's house. As the president's personal secretary, he must know eight languages, do laundry and cook, be a driver, and learn to take care of his children. Otherwise, he would be embarrassed to earn an annual salary of 2 million yuan a year!

Mo Zeyang gave his father a little encouragement look, "Old Mo, come on, come on!"

Lao Mo: "...thank you."

Mo Zeyang waved his hand attentively, "You're welcome." His round belly was very imposing.

The speechless old Mo: "..."

The author has something to say: Mr. Mo: "I treat you as my wife, and you treat me as a nanny."

Gu Xiaoyao: "What's the matter? Others treat you as my brother, and I don't even care."

Mr. Mo: What should I do if I care more?
Chapter completed!