Good Morning, Mr. President!

Tang Yu Lengheng, "You still have a self-knowledge!"

She sucked and sucked, "Yes, I'm naive. But what do you do to me so fierce? A fierce and boring person like you won't chase a girl at all. I help you buy gifts for her What's wrong with making Auntie like you? "

Isn't he having a good date with his aunt? Maybe there is her credit for that too! Do you need to get angry at her as soon as you return? She hasn't said that he left himself alone!

The more Song Zhixing feels, the more boring he feels.

Tang Yu sneered, "So, I have to thank you for your hard work?"

"You should have thanked me!"

Tang Yu stared at her with heavy eyes, all kinds of emotions in her eyes were surging, angry and resentful, painful and unwilling. Song Zhixing couldn't figure out his mind, only knowing that he was staring at him with such eyes, his heart was very unpleasant. Subconsciously, trying to hide from his sight, but before she leaned over her face, her chin was gripped tightly, and the man's grim face fell down ...

He slammed heavily on his lips.

She squinted, only feeling hypoxia, and her mind was blank.

Tang Yu, he actually kissed himself again ...

But before she thought about it, a sting came from her lips.

"Hmm ... it hurts ..." she moaned. Where is this kiss? It's just a bite! This bad man!

Tang Yu was really biting, with revenge and unwillingness, rubbing her soft lips. Maybe some kind of emotion has been suppressed for too long, the pain is too long, and I want her to taste this taste, so she has some strength when she speaks. Song Zhixing was sobbing in pain, punching him with his fists.

He clasped her hands and raised them violently above his head.

Lips and teeth have been removed from her lips. Breathe more and more. That look is like a beast.

Song Zhixing had tears in his eyes, and his breathing was chaotic. "Are you a dog? Say I'm childish, you're obviously more childish ..."

Tang Yu looked at the corners of her wet eyes, and then looked at her swollen lips. For a while, she lost all her temper. If she hadn't annoyed him, how could he really hurt her? An unreserved heart is trampled on too many times, and it can't be restrained.

He sighed helplessly, his fingers fell on her lips, and he stroked with pity, "Don't do this kind of thing again to make me unhappy. You know?"

Song Zhixing sucked his nose, licked his tongue and licked his bitten lips. The moist and hot tongue tip accidentally brushed his fingers, and when the hot heat hit, his fingertips trembled slightly. This small gesture made his breath tight.

He retracted his hand and spoke again, his voice hoarse. "Have you heard?"

"Anyway, what I do is to make you unhappy. You don't get used to me everywhere, why do you want to keep me here?" She had a thin mist in her eyes, apparently for the punishment just now. indignant. "If you don't like me so much and think I'm naive, you'll let me go ..."

Tang Yu's eyes were deep, "Do you really want to leave?"

Instead, Song Zhixing was asked, "... what?"

"What your grandfather asked you to go back, I want to hear your opinion." He said again, this time, without anger, sternness, or unusual calm, as if he was really listening to her thoughts.

However, Song Zhixing was inexplicably panicked. She looked at him, "... Do I have room to make my own decision?"

"If so?" He stared at her.

Song Zhixing bit her lip and didn't answer. She has also lost her mind. If she could make a decision, what would she choose?

Tang Yu originally held her hand above her head, loosening it inch by inch. She clearly felt the heat disappearing from her own inch by inch, her chest tight, and suddenly felt very sad, as if being let go by an inch by an inch. If she did choose to leave, wouldn't he ... like he did at the moment, wouldn't hold her again?

Thinking about it, only hearing the man's somber voice, "Xingxing, this time, I let you choose, respect your thoughts."

Song Zhixing's eyelashes fluttered a bit, "Is it right, if I say back to my grandfather, you ... will you promise me?"

Tang Yu stood upright with his hands in his pockets and his thin lips clenched.

He is betting.

Bet on her mind.

A man who gambled on his net worth in the mall and didn't even have to blink his eyes, at this moment, he did not dare to bet at will.

In the mall, he always wins the game. However, in the field of love, from the first moment of his enthusiasm, he has fallen behind.

It took a long time for him to slowly open his lips and spit out a word, "Yes."

God knows how difficult it is for him to say the word.

Song Zhixing was shocked.

He ... actually promised to let her go.

This is the answer she most wanted!

She should nod immediately, tell him immediately, and pack up and leave immediately. However, Song Zhixing moved his lips, but those words were inexplicable. The nose was pantothenic, and the next moment she turned and opened the door, she was about to go out.

The door opened a thin slit, and behind him, the tall man approached with a ball of fire. He braced his arm against the door and banged, and the door was shut again.

Song Zhixing pulled the door hard. The door did not open, but he stepped back sharply, his back resting on his chest.

"What to run?" Tang Yu leaned over, burning breath, sweeping over her head. She was so slender, more and more like a half-sized child under his broad chest.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going back to sleep ..." Song Zhixing was a little embarrassed. She didn't want to admit that she couldn't say the hard words to leave. Obviously, just two days ago, her heart was still so crisp.

"Aren't ... you don't want to leave?" Tang Yu closed his arms and hugged her from behind. A few words are questions, with a lingering ambiguity.

This man who has always been invincible in the mall, who wants to be windy and rainy, is so careful in front of a 18-year-old girl.

Even he felt ridiculous. But who made him plant? Still planted in the hands of such a ruthless little thing.

"I don't want to!" Song Zhixing seemed to persuade him, as if to persuade himself, every word was bitten heavily.

Tang Yu leaned her face down, nostalgically against her neck, her **** lips against her earlobe, "Tell me the truth, are you reluctant?"

Can he have such expectations? Just before, she also said so many ruthless words to Li Hanyan ...

It seemed like he was being poked, and Song Zhixing was in chaos. He was at a loss, but could not help but speak hard. "I didn't want to."

Tang Yu flipped her slender body over to the door. Both were breathing harder.