Good Morning, Mr. President!

Sister Li's words made Song Zhixing stunned. The next moment, like hearing a funny joke, holding my head up and laughing, "Sister Li, you are only 40, why are you confused? You say I am jealous? Do I want to eat the second uncle's vinegar? He It ’s best not to remember me. I do n’t care if you do n’t remember. "

Sister Li only shook her head. "You're jealous and not jealous. You know best, think about it yourself."

Seeing that she didn't listen to her at all, Song Zhixing didn't say anything. She seemed angry and turned her face back to her room.

Bringing the door, she leaned against the door, her heart inexplicably flustered.

For a long while, I was thinking about what Li had just said.

I ’m so unhappy, is it really ...

Do not! impossible!

Sooner or later, the second uncle is going to be his own little uncle. He and the aunt just happened to be together. What kind of vinegar did she eat?

Song Zhixing absolutely did not admit Li's words, and even dared not think of the word 'jealous'. That's crazy!

She shook her head, shook off those messy thoughts, ran to take a bath, and took out her homework to write her homework seriously.

Write in half and look up at the time.

It's all past nine.

Uncle and aunt, should be dating now?

Not bad, it seems to be developing well!

She worked hard with ‘pleasure’ and went on with her homework. However, the more I write, the more irritable I am.

It should be that math is too boring. It must be so!

She simply tossed the math paper aside and caught the physics problem to write.

Written two, wrong two.

More trouble.

Crazy.

Song Zhixing also threw out physics problems.

At ten o'clock she lay on the bed. As usual, this time, it has reached the extreme. However, today there is no sleepiness.

What are your uncles and aunts doing? Wouldn't it be ... the last thing Uncle did to himself, right?

It's totally possible!

An uncle like a beast, even she started, how could she show mercy to her fiancee? Maybe he won't be back tonight ...

Song Zhi bit his lip. No! She can't let his aunt be hit by his "poisonous hand!" She must call her to inform her aunt!

Thinking of it this way, my heart was anxious, and I immediately turned over, and I had to call my aunt Li Hanyan after taking the phone. The number, half of her, suddenly felt that her move was too ridiculous, and she threw the phone away again.

What is she doing?

Uncle and aunt are unmarried couples, and everything is right. Moreover, the aunt still loved him so much, even if he really wanted to do something, that would be willing to each other!

What is really ridiculous is her and the second uncle ...

Only the two of them, the last time, were ridiculous.

Song Zhixing turned over on the bed for a long time and couldn't sleep at all. Finally, he simply got up and went to the study. It will be a test soon, and it is also good to go to the study to review the homework.

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Inside the study.

Song Zhixing was swinging with two thin legs, lying on the carpet. With a small head in one hand, and mathematical data spread out in front of one hand—she tried very hard to concentrate, but she found that everything was futile.

I don't know why, I always look at my watch frequently.

The evil! She must be evil!

Song Zhixing was so depressed that he closed the book ‘pop —’ annoyingly. As he was about to get up, the door rang. The next click, a click, the door of the study was pushed open from the outside.

She lifted her eyes subconsciously, shaking her head when she saw the man standing at the door.

Inexplicably, the irritability in the bottom of my heart was slightly relieved. However, soon, it was replaced by a feeling that could not even be said to me, like sour and stuffy.

It's over 11 o'clock now ...

He had apparently been back for a while, had taken a bath, and was wearing casual home clothes. Even if it was just so simple to wear, he still couldn't hide the pride and arrogance of him.

In fact, a man like Tang Yu who is cold and high above him is the object that many women want to conquer. Mature women like aunts are not in love with him at all.

Thinking of him and her aunt, her chest was a little stuffy again.

"At night, what are you doing here?" Tang Yu looked down at her.

Gaze, passing from her graceful back lines, fell to her hips, and then ... her legs up ...

Looking forward.

All over, hot and restless.

This little thing in the evening was actually wearing a nightdress and lying on the ground. Because the legs were tilted in this way, the skirt had already slipped onto the thighs, and a pair of white and long legs fell into his eyes.

even……

Faintly visible, a little white lace edge exposed inside.

If he didn't know her too well, he must have thought that the little girl was seduce him now!

Song Zhixing certainly didn't know what he was thinking at the moment, but he just didn't want to deal with him, took the book away, and climbed up directly from the ground.

With a small face, she passed the side of him and opened the door. Tang Yu grabbed her elbow and dragged her back.

He frowned, and looked at her from top to bottom. "What's your temper?"

It's okay not to ask, but when asked, Song Zhixing felt more awkward.

She also wanted to know what kind of temper she was losing, but she didn't dare to think about it. Just stroking his hand hard, like running away, "I'm sleepy and want to go back to sleep."

Tang Yu clasped the big palm of her elbow without loosening at all. Instead, she pulled hard, pulling her over. She slammed into his solid chest, her nose turned red, and there was no time to hum, and the man had pinched her chin violently.

He stared at her like a frost, and stared at her, "Song Star, it's me who should lose his temper tonight!"

"You ... what's your temper?" She swallowed timidly. The body was wrapped around the man's hand and squeezed densely against his chest. She could feel the heat in his body, and she could clearly feel the raging flames of his chest. It's like burning her.

"Don't come again and play with your childish tricks in front of Han Yan and me! I have very limited patience!" Every word was bitten out of his teeth, cold and full of warning.

Song Zhixing's eyelashes trembled.

She knew that no one could hide it. She didn't plan to hide it.

"I'm naive! Don't you always say that I'm still a child, of course I'm naive! I can't compare with you and my aunt!" Song Zhixing said this, and he didn't even notice anything wrong.

Why does she compare well with them both? They were mature men and women, and she was just an adult! And they are not people of one generation, one world at all!