Good Morning, Mr. President!

Night, the deeper.

When Tang Yu returned, a light was on in the villa, and Li Li was waiting for him.

The house is peaceful, the whole villa is empty ...

The little girl who didn't care, apparently was already asleep.

She never waits for him. Yes, how could she wait for him? He's more happy if he goes out like this. Doesn't she always look forward to him leaving?

"Second Lord." Sister Li called respectfully when he returned.

Smelling the wine on him, he asked, "You are drunk. Would you like me to make some sober soup now?"

"No need." Tang Yu spit out two words lightly, without going back upstairs.

Sister Li looked at the back and sighed. It seems that since Er Ye returned, he has never been really happy. However, the same is true of the young lady. These two people may really be arrogant.

But that being the case, that night ...

Sister Li shook her head and didn't think about the night again. It was the master's business, no matter how absurd, it wasn't something she could say casually.

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Tang Yu originally wanted to return to his room, but stopped when he passed Song Zhixing's room.

The door is unlocked.

With a slight twist, the door opened.

Inside, there was darkness. She hugged her pillow, curled up into a ball, and slept on the bed. The outside light shone in through the open door, and Tang Yu could see her sleeping face faintly.

Heh ~

How jealous!

She still slept so peacefully and so comfortably, apparently, that his anger had not affected her tonight.

But he ...

Second Master Tang, what kind of woman are you? For a little woman who has no heart or lungs, she is so embarrassed.

ridiculous!

He exhaled, and there was a smell of alcohol in the air. Shen stepped forward and sat down beside the bed. On the bedside, there was the shirt she bought, Tang Yu held it in his hands, and when his eyes sank, he would throw them into the trash.

"Uncle ..."

Suddenly, a small murmur sounded, a slang in sleep.

Tang Yu trembled, his actions froze. Is she awake or asleep right now?

He tightened, turning stiffly and slowly.

I saw the little girl was asleep with her eyes closed at the moment, and her pinky mouth moved.

and so……

She didn't wake up.

Is she in a dream, calling herself?

Tang Yu couldn't believe it.

Probably a nightmare ...

But what about nightmares? At least, he can still dream of her ...

Tang Yu frowned slightly and relaxed slightly. The dullness of the heart hoarded all night, scattered a lot. Fingers fell on her cheek. He was greedy, gently touching her body temperature ...

"Second Uncle ..." She seemed to be afraid he heard it wrong, and she called again. This time, it is much clearer than just now. Even with a soft plea.

"I'm here."

Tang Yu's voice was dumb. He felt like he was crazy.

Actually, because a little woman whispered like this, her heart was always turbulent.

She didn't know if she heard his response, her mouth was flattened, her brows frowned, "You let Xi Nan ... come back, OK?"

In a word, as if a bucket of ice water poured over her head, Tang Yu's eyes shook.

The hand that fell on her cheek, froze.

"This way, I can hate you a little less ..." She continued.

Tang Yu spit out heavy wine and asked coldly, "Do you like him?" Otherwise, how could he still be thinking about him in a dream!

Yes, she was not remembering herself, but another man!

After hearing his question, Song Zhixing didn't even think about it, so he clicked a little head, "Of course I like him ..."

Xi Nan is very good. She has asked him questions she didn't understand before, and he never tires of it. Not only did she like him, but almost no one in the class would dislike him!

Tang Yu didn't know what her so-called like was. She just knew that this little girl had someone in her heart! But not him!

A heavy unwillingness and jealousy fermented in my heart.

Probably really drunk, even the restraint ability became extremely poor. After a few years of emotion, he was on the verge of collapse.

Suddenly he didn't want to accommodate her pace anymore, he didn't want to worry about her fear anymore, he just wanted her! Either body or heart! He wants to let her exist in her heart, and only his existence!

Tang Yuren couldn't bear it, pulled the pillow in her arms and threw it under the bed. With no arms in her arms, she became very insecure, her eyebrows frowned, her hands groaned, and she seemed to grab the pillow.

But the next moment ...

The fragile chin was pinched by a strong palm and raised. His hot and spicy kiss, with strong and overbearing punishment, he couldn't refute the deep kiss.

The girl's astringent taste came directly, lingering with the smell of alcohol between his lips and teeth, turning into one of the most ferocious aphrodisiacs.

This smell ...

It feels ...

It is he who has been eager to taste for many years, but carefully, restrained and restrained, and did not dare to touch it too quickly ...

Tang Yu was frantic all over, fiercely banging on each of his nerves, almost driving him to madness. Indulging in her lips and teeth, he couldn't be gentle, couldn't slow down the pace, he could only let himself ferociously devour her beauty.

He wants her!

I miss ...

The thought of pain all over my body made my heart feel sore ...

The desire for her is not only a physical need, but also a heart longing. He needs her heart to respond to himself ...

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When Song Zhixing slept sleepily, he suddenly felt like he was choking his throat and couldn't breathe. However, this feeling is not the feeling of being choked in the throat.

because……

Not painful.

Instead, it was wrapped in a raging fire that made her sweat and tremble. On the lips, there was a hot and soft touch, rolling and sucking.

Then something fierce and moist entered her mouth.

She didn't know what was happening, she just felt as if she was going to indulge in a bay of spring water, and it would melt anytime. She couldn't help herself. With her instinct, she groaned, only to feel that her body was dry and hot.

This is yourself?

She forced herself to wake up from such a strange feeling. Then, the breath was the smell of men's alcohol, and the ears were the sound of heavy and disordered breathing ...

The sound ...

She is too familiar!

Uncle!

Turned out to be uncle!

He ... actually kissing himself?

Moreover, this kiss is not a dragonfly.

It was the eager and lingering kiss, the frenzy with alcohol, and the violence of the man, as if he was dragging a person into a bottomless abyss.

Song Zhixing breathed in a cold breath, sobered up instantly, and returned to God, almost immediately pushing him in shock.

Tang Yu had almost lost her mind due to alcohol and passion. Feeling her resistance, he kissed harder on his lips, and clasped her with one hand, pressing crudely on top of her head.

He doesn't allow her to reject him!

Song Zhixing twisted his head constantly, trying to avoid his passionate lips, but was pinched by him precisely.