Good Morning, Mr. President!

Song Zhixing was still thinking about this problem, but after a while, he gave up thinking about it. After all, Tang Yu's mind is hard to guess. She is not allowed to leave now, but one day, he can no longer control her, and sooner or later will allow her to leave.

He is now 30 years old, and the aunt with whom he has an engagement contract is back. Sooner or later they will get married. By then, she must be completely free.

Song Zhixing thought of this, he was more happy. He glanced at the man next to him, and felt a little sympathy for his aunt Li Hanyan. Marrying such a serious and ruthless person and living a lifetime should be boring!

She thought wildly, the car driving smoothly on the street. Soon, when he arrived at the villa area, the driver hurried around to open the door for Tang Yu. The steward and sister Li welcomed them respectfully and respectfully.

"Sir, this hand!" The housekeeper was shocked to see the wound and blood on his hand.

Tang Yu frowned, "Not yet the sixth?"

"I have been notified for a while and should be here soon." Du Hui answered behind him.

Tang Yu said with a faint "um", but his gaze was toward Song Zhixing, who had been standing behind his bag with no sound, "Go in and take a bath. Don't touch the water on your hand."

"... Oh." Song Zhixing responded, lowering his head and walking inside.

Tang Yu added: "Don't let me know where you are going today. This time, it's not an example!"

The tone is not a discussion, but a consistent command, and should not be allowed to beak.

Song Zhixing was uneasy, and while striding inside, he muttered resentfully: "If it weren't for the second uncle there, I wouldn't go to that kind of dark place. The typical thing is only the state officials set the fire on fire and people are not allowed to light. "

Tang Yu stood there, looking at her angry back, the coldness on her face gradually dissipated, and a little helplessness surfaced.

This little girl also didn't want to think about it, that kind of place is where a child like her can go?

"Second Lord, the young lady seems very angry." Du Hui also looked at the back.

"Well, she's still young. Naturally, I know how to grow up." Tang Yu said slightly. He'd waited for her for a few years, and it wouldn't hurt any more.

"You go back." Tang Yu handed the tie and jacket to Sister Li aside, and glanced at Du Hui again and again. "You can't do the same. Next time you dare to reveal this whereabouts to her , At your own risk! "

The little girl saw the picture of lascivious and chaotic in the box today, and was obviously a little scared.

He has a headache. I hope she has not left any psychological shadow for this. However, at the age of 18, you should know more about sex.

Du Hui responded again and again and drove away.

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Song Zhixing came out of the bath and still had pain in his arm.

"Little star." The door of the room was knocked. "Can you go in?"

Song Zhixing immediately ran to the door and opened the door. "Six uncles!"

Tang and Song walked in and laid the medicine box aside. "Are you injured? Come on, show me."

"It's just a minor injury." Song Zhixing stretched his delicate white hand toward Tang and Song Dynasty. Tang and Song rolled their eyes at a glance.

At this moment, Tang Yu was standing in the doorway in a gray nightgown. Song Zhixing looked up at him, instinctively stretched himself, and just relaxed the pleasure of Tang and Song, and immediately disappeared without a trace. Tang Yu also noticed that his eyes were a little darker.

Tang Song looked back at him, "Second Brother, this injury is the serious injury you said? Xiao Xingxing's injury is not as serious as your 1%. Are you sure you don't deal with your injury first?"

Tang Yu seemed a little impatient. "When did you become so shy?"

Song Zhixing took back his hand, "Uncle Liu, I can deal with my injury myself, please help the second uncle first."

She wanted Tang Yu to get out of this room quickly. No way, she was out of breath with her.

However, someone did not have this conscious look at all, but looked at her, "Go to the couch and sit down."

"..." Song Zhixing didn't move.

Tang Yu's thin lips frowned, "Would you like me to take you?"

Song Zhixing sighed on the sofa. Kick off the slippers on his feet, put himself into a ball, and stare at him alertly.

Tang and Song laughed, "Second Brother, what the **** did you do to Xiao Xingxing? Look at her scared."

Tang Yu's secretive eyes locked on Song Zhixing for a while, and her avoidance of herself was so obvious that it made him feel powerless.

In the end, she didn't stay in the room for a long time, annoying her. Turned out and said to Tang and Song: "After processing, come to the study to find me."

"Ok."

The door was taken, Song Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief, and his original tight body softened and collapsed on the sofa.

Tang Song was funny, "You are so scared of him?"

She squeaked, "The second uncle has always been fierce, and he is not afraid of him."

"He's a bit fierce on the surface, but he's really good for you!" Tang Song opened the medicine box and cleaned her wound.

"Well I can't feel it, strictly true."

"He's hurt like that, and let me see you first. In my brother's case, this kind of treatment is not for everyone."

Song Zhixing bit his lip and remembered the injury on his hand. When she first came in, she also found that the glass in her palm was still there, how much more painful ~

Thoughts, shaken. But the next second, she flattened her mouth and whispered, "I made this wound, so ... maybe he feels guilty?"

Tang and Song seemed to have heard a big joke, and they happily leaned forward, "Guilty? Little star, do you say my two brothers have these two words in the dictionary?"

"..." Song Zhixing turned his back on his mouth.

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Tang Yu's wound is not shallow.

Tang and Song took him out half an hour to pick out the pieces of glass.

"Second Brother, your guardian is really a failure." Tang Song was bandaging while talking to him.

Tang Yu flipped through the documents without even lifting his head.

"Xiao Xingxing seems to be particularly afraid of you. I guess she won't be able to relax when you are at home. Or, I will be her guardian in the future?" Tang Song knew Tang Yu was nervous about this girl, joking.

Tang Yu slammed the file, raised his head, and glanced at him coldly.

When Tang and Song were agitated, they immediately changed their minds: "I'm kidding, kidding, don't take me seriously."

Tang Yu looked back, and said quietly, "Don't play this joke anymore."

Tang and Song lips twitched a bit. This man is really for that little niece, no one can turn his face away! Humph! He is a younger brother!

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at night.

When Tang Yu was about to fall asleep, he heard footsteps from outside. Who hasn't slept so late?

He opened the door of the room and went out. Then she saw Li Li hurried out of Song Zhixing's room.

"What happened?"

"Second Lord, Miss Asthma."

Tang Yu frowned, striding into her room.

When he went in, there was only a dim lamp in the room. Song Zhi shrank into a ball on the bed ...