Chapter 887： cv is a ghost with tears (25)

887 Cv is a Ghost in Tears (25)

"Come on, I will accompany you to see this place."

Looking at the girl who came to school alone, Cheng Hao automatically brought in the status of protector.

Xia Ling smiled and was very clever: "Okay ~ I know it all, He Cheng."

She saved the phone number, avoided Cheng Hao, and set a note.

【Future Husband】

After setting it, Cheng Hao looked at Cheng Hao with a smile, but saw that Cheng Hao was slightly frowned and thoughtful.

He looked at her and suddenly spoke.

"Don't call me God Hecheng. Since you have met, call Uncle Cheng in the future."

"Uncle?" Xia Ling looked at him from top to bottom. "Will the great **** He Cheng be too much, like you, where is your uncle? Do you take advantage of me?"

Cheng Hao glanced at her, and had a kind of vision to see her girl.

Seriously: "I'm almost ten years older than you. Calling my uncle, isn't it normal?"

Xia Ling: "... Am I suffering a lot? I'll call you Brother Cheng at most. Brother Cheng, you look like an uncle, I can't call it."

Twenty-eight-year-old Cheng Hao is cool, restrained and excellent.

This aura that emanates from the inside out makes him stand in the crowd, which is different, like a luminous body.

Xia Ling said the truth, but Cheng Hao heard too much of it.

Looking at her sincere appearance, Cheng Hao thought that it was to add a tail behind Mu Rou, so that when she said this, the tail wobbled, and the picture should be better.

Thin lips bent, Cheng Hao pulled the suitcase from behind Xia Ling.

"Come on, let's check out."

As Cheng Hao approached, the man's faint smell, with the stability of wood and stone, just invaded Xia Ling's nose.

After a second, the taste is far away.

Xia Ling fluttered for a moment.

She looked at him.

The man's slender bones were held on the trolley of her suitcase. His vertical shirt was covered with a black Polo long-sleeved jacket, and his lower body was Leo's casual jeans.

In this casual dress, there is a cool look from the inside out, a long time as a star, Cheng Hao easily put on sunglasses.

Xia Ling's lips were a little dry and licked.

Hey, it's more handsome! It's almost uncomfortable.

*

He walked ahead with long legs, and Xia Ling followed.

Her eyes didn't dare to be so brazen.

The two people got on the elevator and reached the first floor. Cheng Hao checked out, and Xia Ling suddenly noticed a hidden gaze.

She looked up. At the door of the hotel, a man sat reading a newspaper. From a hidden place, there was a pen stuck in the newspaper, facing them in the direction.

"Brother Cheng, it seems that someone is secretly photographing us." Xia Ling whispered to Cheng Hao.

When going abroad, the paparazzi are not as flooded as they are at home.

Cheng Hao came out alone, the trip should be very concealed, but now, Xia Ling is sure that this man is secretly filming them.

She looked away and could see the miniature camera on the cap.

"Got it." Cheng Hao glanced at the man over there.

He made a phone call, and soon, a few people in black suits approached the man to negotiate with him.

The pen was taken from the man.

Cheng Hao's people deleted the photo, warned the man, and then let him go.

*

As he walked out of the hotel, Cheng Hao drove his car and looked at the girl sitting on the co-pilot beside him.

"Yes, you are quite sensitive."

At that time, Cheng Hao didn't notice it for the first time.

(End of this chapter)