Good Morning, Mr. President!

Inadvertently, his fingertips scratched his bare skin. Under the fingers, the touch of a man's chest muscles is as tough as a copper wall or iron wall. But it was so hot.

Song Zhixing also touched his chest before. When she pushed him down that night, she rubbed her hands and scratched him. However, she was too frightened at the time, and had no intention of feeling anything else, even less of his throbbing heartbeat.

"How did you stop?" Tang Yu leaned down and stared at her.

There was a hint of dullness in the voice.

I didn't know if it was her own illusion. She only disappeared for two days, and she seemed to be thinner. Maybe it's because the temperature is too high. She has a blush, a beautiful forehead and a lovely nose tip, with a thin layer of sweat condensing, lining her skin more and more crystal clear.

The red lips are like melting ice cream, which makes people want to take a bite.

He missed her ...

It was only two days away, and the thoughts in his heart were already fermenting.

It's not easy to think about a person's taste, but for this taste, he has suffered for several years.

Tang Yu's breathing was a little heavier, and he worked hard to suppress the impulse, and kept calm on his face, "Forget it, you go out, I'll come by myself."

When he stayed, he didn't know what else to do to scare her.

When Song Zhixing heard his words, he took his hands back like an amnesty. Sigh of relief, ready to go out, looked up to see the scars under his unbuttoned shirt.

That was all she scratched that night, and she still has scars.

Tang Yu saw that she was looking at herself, and then she glanced at her chest and raised her eyebrows. "Look back for a manicure knife and cut your nails well."

"No. This is my weapon, and I want to keep it well." Song Zhixing snorted. "You should deserve to be scratched by me. Who made you a hooligan? Next time you play hooligan against me, I will not only Scratching you ... "

"Next time?" Tang Yu chewed these two words, chuckled and looked at her.

The look was meaningful, like a joke, but also a dangerous but charming temptation.

Song Zhixing missed a beat. Realizing that she had said something wrong, her face flushed, and she could not bite her tongue.

"No next time!" She raised her voice, angry and annoyed.

"Um. I promise you." Tang Yu's words were still light, but like a promise, "There will be no next time."

As soon as this remark came out, Song Zhixing was stunned. Is it just credible? But it seems that Tang Yu has never lied to himself.

At this moment, Tang Yu had completely taken off her shirt and threw it into her hand. His upper body was undoubtedly in her eyes, and Song Zhixing's heart beating ‘咚咚’.

Even though I hate this person again, I have to admit that his figure can be described as 'perfect'.

After the boys in their class played the ball, they also liked to run all over the school naked, but in comparison, those people were much leaner and didn't look down.

And Tang Yu ...

Is the perfect inverted triangle figure.

The muscle lines are impeccable. Everywhere, it is full of strong manliness. Even the **** mermaid line can be seen faintly on both sides of the waist, making people feel **** and hot.

Song Zhixing swallowed dryly.

She originally thought that only those professional models would have a fishing line! did not expect……

This is simply a superb figure.

"Where do you look? Uh?" Just when you could see God, he drank, was caught by one hand, and provoked.

Her eyes met his deep pupil. He had a slight smile and a joke in his eyes. "It seems that hooliganism is not the man's patent. What do you think about the stars?"

Song Zhixing was so embarrassed that he couldn't find a hole to drill in.

The eyelashes fanned quickly, "I ... I didn't see it!"

He seemed to laugh. Her refutation was too unconvincing.

Song Zhixing actually felt that he was too hooligan. What's wrong, why keep staring at him? However, as the so-called nearer black, this must be broken by Tang Yu!

She licked her lips in guilty conscience, clasped his hands, "I'm going out, you let me go."

Her eagerness and guilty conscience made Tang Yu's eyes much darker.

This little girl is so cute, he was really worried that if he was not careful, he would be boarded by someone else one day ...

Hands away from her chin. Song Zhixing's hand went behind his back, just as he opened the locker room door and fled. Listening only to the sound of 'bang-', the door of the locker room was violently kicked from the outside.

She didn't expect it to happen outside the door. Her back originally rested on the cabinet door, and the huge impulse of the other side made her slam forward.

Instinctively, Tang Yu embraced her with open arms. She planted her entire face on his chest.

and……

Her soft, hot lips actually died on a sensitive spot on his right.

Tang Yu's eyes sank, and he took a breath and tightened his figure.

Song Zhixing didn't even realize it, and when he came here like this, he was embarrassed for a while and still kept the same posture. Breathing in a big mouth, spraying the hot breath on his chest, making Tang Yu tremble a little.

"Stars, stand up." Tang Yu's voice was dumb.

Hearing this voice, Song Zhixing knew it later. The lips flapped inadvertently, and when she heard the stuffy hum above her head, she thought of the touch, and immediately raised her head. I saw Tang Yuzheng leaning down and frowning at her, his eyes darkened, as if hiding some pain, "Let's go."

Gosh!

What is she doing? !! Just now, it ’s him!

She glanced down subconsciously, and she could see a raised point. At the moment, she was still stained with saliva, and there was a dim light.

I lost my face to my family!

Song Zhixing felt that the whole person was ill, his face flushed with red ears and a sharp back, his body was incredibly hot.

"Yo ~ I thought there was no one in there! Sorry, both of you, it's a good thing to bother you ~" The guy who just kicked the door outside laughed very lascivious. A pair of eyes, constantly patrolling between the two of them, "Okay, is it really exciting to do this kind of thing in the locker room."

Song Zhixing felt so embarrassed that she was going to die, and she didn't know how to solve it. As soon as the man said this, she was hairless.

"What are you talking about! What is good? Who did that? Why are your thoughts so dirty!" Besides, Tang Yu is his uncle. Can the two of them do that? Even if it is misunderstood, it cannot be.

She gathered all the resentment in the morning and did not dare to vent on Tang Yu, so this would let all vent here.

The small face was raised, and the small mouth roared like a serial gun, and the man snarled. After returning to God for a while, I found that I was actually murdered by a little girl. Where can I lose my face?