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Wasn't he a man with a serious obsession with cleanliness?

Gritting his teeth, Han Tianning suppressed the urge to drag him down from the bed and viciously threw the bedsheet into the laundry basket.

Hearing the resentful voices coming from outside, Song Haojun pursed his lips slightly, his long eyelashes flashing. Squinting, he looked at the figure of anger walking around outside. It was hard to tell what he was up to.

Although the quilt and pillow were the hotel bed sheets, the smell of her clean and warm body remained on them, like the scent of spring orchids, urging him to sleep.

Han Tianning was truly depressed, but it seemed as if Song Haojun had already fallen asleep. If she woke this man up, he would definitely be furious.

Looking at his sleeping face, he seemed to have an unfathomable magic. This man was really handsome, it was hard for people to bear to disturb the dreams of those who had such a face.

Han Tianning closed the door behind him. Since he had already fallen asleep, he didn't want to wake him up.

Han Tianning busied himself for a while before turning off his computer. He rubbed his shoulders and sat down on the sofa to rest his eyes.

Unknowingly, Han Tianning had also entered a state of 'Emptiness' on the sofa …

Working with Song Haojun was just too tiring.

He was too popular, so his workload was especially heavy. Even with Han Tianning's health and vitality, he was unable to bear the burden of his work. Unknowingly, he fell asleep.

As for Song Haojun, he slept even more comfortably. Surrounded by the fragrance, he even relaxed his nerves.

He had been awakened by the vibrations of his cell phone by his pillow.

This was Han Tianning's personal number. It was an old model phone, only connected to his closest family members.

Picking up the constantly vibrating phone, Song Haojun saw the name on it, and his sleepiness completely disappeared.

He put the phone to his ear and said hello in a sleepy, sexy voice.

Zhang Qi thought for an entire day. When he saw the 300,000 yuan, he always felt that he shouldn't be so angry at his girlfriend, so he finally decided in the middle of the night that no matter what the situation was, he should apologize to Han Tianning for the 300,000 yuan.

And sending a WeChat apology was not sincere, so he purposely called this private number.

But when the low, seductive, and deeply sleepy voice of a man came over, Zhang Qi looked at his phone in shock. Did he call the wrong number? Why did this happen again?

This was his girlfriend's private phone, not his work phone. Furthermore, it was 5: 30 in the morning, and there was even a sleepy voice …

"You …" Zhang Qi's voice was trembling as all the blood in his body froze.

"Who are you looking for?" As before, he used a sleepy voice to ask, "Hello?" "Please speak …"

"Pa!" Just as expected, the other side furiously hung up the phone without saying a word.

Han Tianning's biological clock suddenly woke her up in advance.

She looked at the time. It was already half past five. Yet, she had actually spent the entire night on the sofa!

After he made a cup of honey and lemonade, Han Tianning was just thinking about what breakfast should be, when his door suddenly opened. Song Haojun had a trace of sleepiness on his face as he held his phone and walked out, "It seems like someone called you."

As he spoke, he handed the phone to Han Tianning and walked back to his bathroom, yawning.

In the instant he turned around, Song Haojun's black eyes flashed with a smile.

Han Tianning still hadn't reacted. She was holding her phone and didn't see any missed calls.

When she turned to the phone and saw Zhang Qi's number, her heart skipped a beat. She immediately called him, but he just turned off his phone.

"Did you take my call?" Han Tianning asked while standing in front of the bathroom with a frown on his face.

"Ugh …" As Song Haojun was gargling, he vaguely said, "I think so."

"What did you say?" Han Tianning felt that he had misunderstood his boyfriend. This damned man was still brushing his teeth with an innocent expression.

"I just asked who he was and got hung up." After spitting out the water, Song Haojun shrugged and said, "How rude."

"You're the one who's rude, aren't you?" Han Tianning felt like her lungs were about to burst. She took a deep breath and said with an ugly expression, "This is my phone. Don't you know that taking someone else's phone call without permission is a violation of privacy?"

"Oh, I forgot." Song Haojun wiped his face, as if he was in a bad mood, and said, "And it woke me up. It's really annoying."

Who would be able to react in the morning if they were in a daze?

"Song Haojun, do you have any objections?" Han Tianning felt that the other party was purposefully going against him.

"How could that be? It's hard to find another assistant as good as you." Song Haojun gave her a glance in the mirror, and said very sincerely.

"Stop acting. I know you are not satisfied with me, but …" We can talk things over at work, so please don't ruin my private life! " Han Tianning was truly infuriated. She barely managed to control her anger as she spoke.

"Destroy?" I just took a phone call that ruined my dreams. " At this moment, Song Haojun wasn't angry at all. Looking at her face filled with anger, he lazily walked towards the door, "I want to expel the poison, do you want to watch?"

"You … "Too much!" Han Tianning hatefully turned around and closed his eyes to take a deep breath. She wanted to remain calm!

However, this man was getting more and more outrageous. If he knew that he would be so vile, he might as well keep his cold personality from the start.

Holding the phone, Han Tianning had to send a text message to explain, even though she hated to explain one thing.

As soon as Song Haojun walked out, he saw Han Tianning sitting on the sofa, drinking tea and sending a text message.

"I forgot it was your phone because I was sleeping in your bed." Song Haojun stood next to the sofa and drank two sips of tea, and then said generously, "If you want me to explain, I will explain everything to him."

The more he described her, the blacker he became. Han Tianning didn't believe Song Haojun at all. She coldly said, "How could I dare trouble you?"

"I have good intentions in mind." Song Haojun was in high spirits; perhaps the quality of last night's sleep was just too good.

"Then I still have to thank you." Han Tianning put down his phone and finished his hot tea in one breath. He stood up and stretched his body slightly. "You'll definitely get the next movie emperor."

"Actually, I'm already very happy about getting the Best Rookie Award and the two Best Actors." Song Haojun smiled and said, "But with such a good assistant like you by my side, I think I'll be able to win even more awards in the future."

"This is the work of the past two days. Prepare yourself." Han Tianning was already very disappointed and angry with him. She threw a printed document in front of him and said in a very cold, professional tone, "A talk show may need to prepare two songs, as well as a dance. It needs rehearsals.

Song Haojun frowned, she seemed really angry.

Women are really stingy, it's just a phone call, it's just a little joke, is there a need to be so angry?

Of course, Han Tianning was angry. Ever since he took over his job, he didn't know how much anger he had to endure. He still couldn't vent it on him.

Because in the career of an assistant, all their work revolves around their own artiste. So right now, Song Haojun was the most important person. She had to endure and try to change the awkward relationship between the two of them.

Han Tianning returned to her room and found a yoga mat. Stretching out, she tried to relax her mind and not think about those headache-inducing things as much as possible in the midst of the soft yoga music.

Song Haojun was in the living room and saw the scene inside.

Before changing assistants, the boss had even smiled at him. This time, the assistant assigned to him was the most beautiful young girl in the company. At that time, he still had a bit of anticipation. After all, it was much more comfortable looking at a beauty than facing an ugly woman. However, when he looked at Han Tianning, who looked like a student, and then thought back to the other beautiful girls and celebrities that he had worked with, he felt a bit disappointed.

With just a single glance, he lost all interest …

Han Tianning exhaled slowly, stretching his body and concentrating on his yoga routine.

Don't be angered to death by Song Haojun. She had to return back to the company alive and request for a change in artistes …

Song Haojun held a bottle of water, his eyes falling on the woman in the small room who was stretching her body. Her body was unbelievably flexible. She could even perform such a difficult maneuver so easily.

Occasionally, her movements would be too big, causing her snow-white and firm belly to be exposed. On her flat lower abdomen, there was a very beautiful and healthy physique that carried strength and gentleness.

Song Haojun never thought that this little girl would have such a healthy figure.

The sportswear that clung to his body outlined a healthier and sexier curve than he had seen the night before.

She felt a little healthier and more natural than the sexy bodies of the female sex stars, like a little pearl, not too much of a shimmer.

It was a pity that she dressed like a conservative high school student every day. If such a figure was exposed, there would be a better man pursuing her than Zhang Qi.

Well, the boss was right, this assistant occasionally looked pretty.

After Han Tianning made a few movements, he exhaled deeply, stood up, and smiled at the large, reflecting glass.

It didn't matter since he could change into an artist after he got back. He would just have to endure for another two days.

Suddenly, she saw a passionate look through the glass. Han Tianning's smile disappeared immediately. With a heavy snort, he turned around and closed the door, cutting off Song Haojun's line of sight.

Song Haojun nearly burst out laughing at her childish behavior, looking like she was still angry. He didn't know why, but he would find it very interesting when he saw how she was suppressing her anger.

In the afternoon, the two of them flew to the set of a talk show. The two of them were actually very harmonious, and they didn't say anything along the way …

Perhaps it was because Han Tianning's resentment towards Song Haojun was too deep, or perhaps it was because Song Haojun was thinking about his new album, but the two of them didn't argue along the way.

Until after he checked into the new hotel.

As before, in the presidential suite, two rooms and a living room, Han Tianning was organizing the contents of the interview, preparing to place some flowers in the official account. Suddenly, Song Haojun's voice sounded from outside, "I'm a bit tired today, help me massage."

After finishing his speech, Song Haojun, who had just finished his bath, was already lying on the sofa.

"Little Jun, I still have a lot of work to do today... So, can you go to bed first? "

In the company, Han Tianning was famous for her massage in Chinese medicine. As long as she worked with a celebrity, almost all of them had enjoyed her massage.

However, this was her 'friendship eating', and not something she had to do.

"Isn't taking care of me your job?" In response to this emotionless question, Song Haojun creased his eyebrows.

"But …"

"No buts. If you don't want to, I'll be happy to go find Miss Massage." Song Haojun spoke indifferently.

"Mr. Song Haojun, can you wait ten minutes for me? I'm working now... " Han Tianning wished he could just pinch him to death.

Ever since Song Haojun had taken the call from his boyfriend, her impression of him had been even worse. If it weren't for that 300,000 yuan, she would have already flown back home and quit.

"I don't want to go to the talk show's rehearsal tomorrow," Song Haojun was still lying on the sofa as he said expressionlessly, "You can help me push it down."

"What?" Han Tianning immediately stood up because of his irresponsible words.

"You can tell them that because of his unwell …"

"Without such an excuse, don't be too willful. This popular program is good for your popularity, and it has already …" "Okay, give me a minute." Han Tianning saw the look of indifference in Tang Wulin's eyes and forcibly stopped himself from speaking any further. He turned around and typed a few lines of words onto the computer for the staff member Feng Huang to help them with their exposure.

"My wait is very expensive. According to the appearance fee, you must pay … "Wait, you should wash your hands first." Song Haojun looked at her angry face as she came to his side, and immediately said this.

Han Tianning really wanted to slap his mingmen so hard that he wouldn't be able to speak for the rest of his life.

"Wash it clean with hand lotion." Song Haojun laid on the large sofa, and added without moving.

Han Tianning had already reached the bathroom door. He held his breath and almost died.

After wiping his hands, Han Tianning rubbed his palms together. Before he could put his hands down, Song Haojun spoke again, "You are not allowed to touch my head, and my waist."

"If you want me to massage you, then don't talk too much!" Han Tianning covered his back with a large towel. He had never seen such a difficult entertainer with a stomach full of fire.

"You actually …" Before Song Haojun could say anything, Han Tianning's hand had already pressed down on his head, "Hey, I said not to touch my head!"

"Then how are you going to massage it?" Han Tianning really wanted to get angry, but when she thought of tomorrow's talk show, she could not help but suppress her anger. She put on a smile and asked gently.

"It's best if you don't pretend to be gentle. It's a very sinister feeling." Song Haojun gave her some evaluation before slowly saying, "Recently, my arms have been quite sore. As for my back, I need you to rub it."

Han Tianning gritted his teeth and slowly began to massage Li Feiyu's shoulder.

Song Haojun closed his eyes comfortably, and sure enough, the assistant sent by the boss was very versatile. His massage technique was very professional, making him want to sleep.

"Alright, you should go back to your room to rest." Han Tianning was pressing his heart and kidney acupoints on both sides of his spine. The acupoints on this line could easily induce others to fall asleep.

"Have you changed the sheets?" Song Haojun asked in a daze.

"I'll change it for you right away." Han Tianning was so busy today that he forgot to help him change the sheets.

"Where's your room?" Song Haojun was still full of sleep as he spoke.

"Hmm? "Me?" Han Tianning narrowed his eyes in alarm. What did he mean?

"I can't wait. I'm tired. I'll sleep on your bed first. Don't disturb me, or I won't go on the show tomorrow. " Song Haojun crawled up, his eyes half closed, and directly felt his way to Han Tianning's room. Without waiting for her to speak, he slammed the door, before falling onto her bed.

Han Tianning's mouth was half open. Wasn't this man intolerant of sleeping in someone else's bed? Why... He seemed to be coveting his bed recently?

And the hotel sheets... Isn't it all the same?

Song Haojun was lying on Han Tianning's bed. Although she had only been in the room for a short time, her clothes were inside, along with a familiar fragrance that gave off a very clean fragrance.

He comfortably rubbed his pillow, hugged his blanket, and fell asleep.

Poor Han Tianning could only wear his clothes and continue spending the night on the sofa in the living room.

Han Tianning didn't dare to touch Song Haojun's things. If this temperamental man were to lose his temper, then her life would be miserable.

In short, when Song Haojun woke up the next day, he was already full of energy.

Song Haojun had recently rested very well. Before, he had been too busy to take care of his own body, but now that he suddenly felt a surplus of energy, shouldn't he consider finding a woman to accompany him?

to solve a personal problem or something...

As Song Haojun was thinking, he turned his head and suddenly saw that beside the bed cabinet, there was a clothes that couldn't be put away in time.

The logo of the pure white corset, which had not been cut off and was labeled 70C, surprised Song Haojun.

That petite girl was actually 'big'.

If one wore casual clothes, one wouldn't be able to tell that she had a lot of material …

Han Tianning, on the other hand, was making breakfast outside the room. She didn't feel safe sleeping on the sofa, as even the slightest noise in the middle of the night would wake her up.

At 7: 30, Han Tianning's bedroom door opened. With one hand behind his back, a strange expression appeared on his face.

Han Tianning had just finished preparing breakfast and was thinking of going to the studio to record the talk show program in the afternoon, but he didn't notice the blushing face of Song Haojun.

Song Haojun returned to his room with a strange expression. Not long later, he went to wash up.

"You didn't sleep in my room last night?" During the meal, Song Haojun suddenly asked.

"Nope." Han Tianning lowered his head and quietly ate his breakfast before replying.

"..." Do you choose clothes without a specific brand? " Song Haojun asked again.

"Nope." Han Tianning raised his head to look at him, feeling that today's Song Haojun was somewhat abnormal. Normally, he wouldn't even bother talking to her when they were eating. Even when he was talking, he would be picky about her food.

"No wonder it looks so cheap." Song Haojun shook his head, and couldn't help but ask, "Are all your clothes from the wholesale market?"

"I don't have the money to buy those tens of thousands of t-shirt and shirts, nor do I want to waste money on clothes. Mr. Song Haojun, our lifestyle is different, you are a star, you are born to be the person of stage and beautiful clothes, I am just a small assistant …"

"I was just casually saying, what temper do you have?" At first, Song Haojun's expression was quite calm, but now it suddenly sank.

What an ungrateful assistant. He had only made a small comment about her dress taste, but this woman had actually yelled at him.

He often heard the company's female celebrities talking about bodies in front of him, saying that if he didn't buy some underwear, not only would he be unable to show his figure, he would also make his figure look ugly …

Of course, Song Haojun couldn't just say something like "buy some underwear" to Han Tianning. He could only go this far, or else she would think he was crazy.

"Sorry." Han Tianning didn't think much of it. She forced an apologetic smile, lowered her head, and continued eating. It was possible that he hadn't had a good rest for the past few days, so he was in a very good mood.

Because of Han Tianning's attitude, Song Haojun was in a bad mood. He had been holding his breath all morning as he listened to the music while ignoring her.

Han Tianning was always busy with his work, as if he didn't notice Song Haojun's anger.

"Little Jun, I've customized Armani's clothes for you. What do you want to wear out for lunch?" Han Tianning was finally done with his work. He turned his head and asked.

"Wear wholesale clothes." Song Haojun said unhappily.

What a petty man!

Han Tianning gave a cute smile. "Still angry? I was in the wrong this morning, I apologize again. "

"Hmph." With a cold snort, Song Haojun was expressionless and arrogant.

Han Tianning turned off his computer as everything was ready.

After lunch, the two had finished changing their clothes. Han Tianning had already gotten his nanny car to wait downstairs.

In short, to Song Haojun, this little assistant was sometimes too tough, but he could still be considered a good assistant with a meticulous mind.

As for Han Tianning, although this artiste was breathtakingly handsome, he was, in essence, a chilling devil.

The talk show program had been recorded for a full four hours. Han Tianning was sitting on the nearest audience member, Song Tingyu, as he conversed with the director at the side.

They wanted to split the recording into two episodes and broadcast the second episode first to see the reaction. If the reaction and viewership ratings were not bad, they would strike while it was hot and broadcast the second episode in the eleventh trump card after the end of summer.

In the video camera, Song Haojun was elegant and perfect, making it impossible for people to find any flaws. Perhaps it was because they were already prepared, or perhaps it was because they were born to be people who belonged on the stage.

After the recording ended, Han Tianning's worries were finally relieved. These two hot and spicy hosts really did live up to their reputations. They greeted them beforehand and didn't ask about gossip or family matters. In the end, their questions were even sharper.

It was a good thing that Song Haojun had a lot of experience in the battlefield, and was able to perfectly answer all these unpleasant questions without making any mistakes.

In the backstage, Han Tianning and his director finally finished their discussion of the post-editing. The program team arranged a banquet, but Song Haojun didn't participate.

When he changed clothes backstage, the mystery disappeared.

Han Tianning, who was in the midst of communicating with the producer, immediately made a call to Song Haojun upon hearing this news. One had to know that there were still many fans waiting outside. There were several posters prepared for him to sign and give to the fans …

The truth proved that even though Song Haojun was perfect on stage, he was still an unorthodox artiste in private.

After the phone was turned off, the staff member reacted. After Song Haojun changed his clothes, he left in a car with the talk show host, the number one female host of the national entertainment show.

For the first time, Han Tianning found himself powerless as an assistant. She was completely treated as air by Song Haojun!

He had a headache as he thought about the possible scandal that would arise tomorrow — Song Haojun was having lunch with the host, Emily, who was 12 years older than him …

While Han Tianning was feeling extremely uneasy, he finally received a call from Song Haojun at ten-thirty in the evening.

"Is there something you need from me?" On the other side, an ice-cold voice could be heard.

"Where are you?" At least he knew how to return a call. Han Tianning let out a sigh of relief and asked anxiously.

"I'll be back by tomorrow, that's all. Don't bother me again." After Song Haojun finished speaking, he immediately hung up.

"Hello …" "Song Haojun …" When Han Tianning called back, the phone was turned off again.

Kicking the sofa with all his might, Han Tianning took a deep breath and gave Linda a call, reminding her to be prepared.

"Shit! How can you let this happen? Aren't you Little Jun's personal assistant? " Linda couldn't help but swear, "This kind of scandal is not good for him, it will affect his healthy image."

"He went to change his clothes. I can't possibly go in with him, can I?" Han Tianning said depressingly, "And I can't do it. I still have to go to the editing room to interact with the producer …"

"Anyway, we have to get him back tonight." Interrupting Han Tianning's words, Linda said, "We don't want the news of him and the actress spending the night outside to spread tomorrow."

"I've tried my best. After recording, I've tried to find the relevant personnel to find his whereabouts, but failed." Han Tianning held his forehead. She really wanted to end this quickly and return to her normal life and work.

"I don't care what methods I use, Ning Ning. You must take responsibility for your own artiste." Linda had been working under a lot of pressure. She said in a bad mood, "Tomorrow, don't let me see any news that I shouldn't see."

"I'll do my best." Han Tianning could hear Linda's anger. She hung up the phone and stared blankly at the swaying clock.

What can I do now? She was not familiar with this city, and at this time, she could only quietly wait for that fellow who had no team awareness to come back.

When Song Haojun opened the door, it was already three in the night.

He turned on the light in the living room, and the alcohol made him thirsty. Just as he was rummaging through the fridge for a drink, a tired but still clear voice rang out, "You came back early."

"Pour me some water. It's icy cold." Song Haojun continued to rummage through the fridge. Without any drinks, he forgot that Han Tianning only gave him tea and plain water.

Han Tianning stood in front of his door, his eyes a little blue. Thanks to him, he hadn't slept well for the past few days.

Without saying a word, he poured Han Tianning a cup of warm water and placed it on the tea table. Han Tianning sat upright on the sofa with a solemn expression.

Song Haojun finally felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange. He indifferently glanced at Han Tianning who was sitting on the sofa. This little assistant was rarely cold today, but when her young face turned stiff, he found it laughable.

"You went to the bar." Han Tianning stared at him and said.

"So what?" Pulling on his collar, Song Haojun added some ice cubes into the warm water and asked.

"According to the company's rules, artists are not allowed to smoke or drink alcohol. They are not allowed to go to nightclubs or soak in bars. They are not allowed to do anything that would damage their image!" Han Tianning stretched out his hand to pat the tea table, a trace of anger finally showing on his face.

"Oh, just watch these rules. Which idiot would actually abide by them?" Song Haojun drank a cup of somewhat cold water, moistening his throat as he spoke.

"Song Haojun, you are going too far!" Han Tianning abruptly stood up and glared at him, thoroughly angered. "You're indulging yourself too much. You don't realize that as a public figure, you should establish an outstanding image for those who like you …"

"It seems like it's not your turn to teach me a lesson, right?" Seeing her blushing red from her anger, Song Haojun asked mockingly, "Have you forgotten what you promised me?"

"You!" Han Tianning didn't want to be angered to death by this fellow in the middle of the night. She took a deep breath and tried her best to control her emotions, "This is my job. As long as I'm still your assistant, it's my responsibility to regulate your behavior and image!" I'm not going to get involved in anything you do but work. "

As Song Haojun saw her suppressed anger, he coldly snorted and drank the rest of the water, before putting in a lot of ice cubes. Today, his mood was quite good, because he saw a few people he wanted to meet at his university.

Han Tianning became even angrier when he saw Han Tianning add ice cubes to his bowl. However, thinking of his responsibilities, he could only patiently persuade him, "Don't drink ice water. Drinking such cold water now would not only prevent you from drinking, but would also harm your spleen and stomach."

Song Haojun suddenly looked at her, before looking at the cup, and nodded as if thinking of something, "I'm a little interested. How do I solve this problem?"

"You can't drink ice water even if you want to." Han Tianning said in a daze.

"Isn't ice water used to reduce fire?" A smile full of magic bloomed on his handsome face. Song Haojun leaned close to her, shaking the cup, teasing her, "Does Assistant Han have a better solution?"

Han Tianning was once again stunned by the smile. Why did she feel like there was a huge gap between their conversation?

Seeing her bright and innocent eyes, Song Haojun felt like laughing, but then a strange electric current began to rise in his lower abdomen. It seemed that he really wanted to …

"Ah, you …" Before Han Tianning could say anything, Song Haojun had already grabbed her by the collar and pulled her up to him. Using her height advantage, he could easily kiss her red lips.