Good Morning, Mr. President!

She was shocked and woke him up?

She was desperately trying to wipe away the tears on his face, but her fingers only touched his face, and her slender wrists had been fastened. He pressed harder, and her light body fell on his leg. At this moment, Song Zhixing didn't even struggle, so he left himself in this sitting position.

In the darkness, Tang Yuxi opened his eyes.

Confronted with his deep eyes, she was shocked, as if she had been hit hard in her heart. Aggrieved, uncomfortable, and nostalgic, all kinds of complicated feelings kept flowing outward. During this period of time, the figure in my mind has always been lingering, and suddenly it became clearer, overlapping and mingling with the man in front ...

Tang Yu stared at the girl in front of her eyes, thinking she was dreaming. How is it not a dream? Only in dreams will this little thing take the initiative to find itself. However, even in dreams, the mood swings in my heart are difficult to restrain.

"Why are you here again?" He said, his voice hoarse, his brows frowning, as if in deep pain. This naughty little thing had disturbed him when he was usually awake, but now she managed to fall asleep, but she still jumped out to disturb his dreams. He seemed impatient, "Who asked you to come?"

Song Zhixing never expected that when he spoke, it was such a bad voice.

Obviously, he didn't want to see himself.

and so……

How could she think that he had insomnia for so long related to himself?

Thinking of this, my chest was a little sore and difficult to breathe. She couldn't say a word, and just let go of his hand in despair, trying to leave. However, the man did not let go at all, and his slender fingers gripped her chin strongly, raising her face. He had dark eyes, staring deeply at her, and in the darkness, seeping the alarming danger, "Do you know what would happen to disturb me like this?"

In his words, there was no more impatience. The dull voice was **** and terribly tempting.

Song Zhixing couldn't stand such Tang Yu, his heart shivered, and he couldn't say a word of explanation, so he could only stare at him stupidly. His long fingers ran across her lips, the burning heat that passed through her heart, and her body was trembling.

This feeling is too dangerous!

She wanted to turn her eyes away, but despite the alarm bell in her head, the whole person seemed to be taken away by him, and she could only let herself be drunk in his temptation, unable to extricate herself.

At the moment of absent-mindedness, he kissed her lips violently and aggressively, and couldn't wait to kiss him.

Song Zhixing was taken aback in shock, and the moment he opened his red lips, he was captured by the man's tongue. He rolled over and pressed the petite her to the sofa.

The whole body is the warm breath of a man. His lips, his arms, suddenly made her feel greedy, craving for crying ...

Just before she came, she thought they were going to become strangers who would never see each other again. She even thought that this man turned her face completely and never wanted her again-until now, she knew how much she was afraid she was really abandoned by him ...

Without refusal, Song Zhixing clenched his shirt subconsciously, tearing, and withstanding his demands.

The more Tang Yu kissed the more mad. Such a dream is so real that he is unwilling to waste it for a moment. As long as the dream wakes up, everything is gone. Thinking of this, he stunned his chest.

damn it! He doesn't just want to kiss her now, he wants her! Want to take her seriously! Let her groan, cry, beg for mercy under her ...

Thinking about this, his fiery big palm touched the girl's thin body all the way down, Song Zhixing was trembling, knowing what he was going to do, breathing hard, and holding his hands subconsciously-just evacuated by his kiss With all the strength in the body, at this moment, in fact, there is no strength at all in my hand, saying that it is rejection, but it looks more like a desire to refuse and welcome. The little face lifted up, confused and fascinated, with a faint layer of mist in the confused eyes, it was a hooky little fairy. Or the one that can kill people!

Tang Yu is breathing harder and harder to control.

But ...

At this moment, the door of the office was pushed open from the outside.

The outside light suddenly came in, and Song Zhixing was startled, and all her confusing feelings suddenly disappeared. A small face flushed, embarrassing and embarrassing, and she curled up, almost leaning subconsciously toward Tang Yu's chest, clutching his shirt tighter. She felt that she would not walk out of this door for a while!

Until this moment, Tang Yu suddenly woke up-where is this dream now? This little girl is really in her arms! And, just now, they are really ... really kissing.

He subconsciously wrapped her petite body under his arms.

And at the door, Du Hui was completely stupid! Who will tell him what is happening now? He was kind enough to see the young lady who hadn't come out for such a long time. He wanted to come in and see the situation, but he never expected ...

"Want to keep watching? Should you just come in and watch?" Tang Yusen's cold voice came, and Du Hui suddenly woke up. The next moment, a pillow smashed over, and he immediately stepped back and hurriedly brought the door. As soon as it came out, it was like a funeral test.

This time it's dead!

Who knows, the two people who were still in the Cold War in the last second will dry the firewood to the bed sheet in the next second? Are these two of them too ... casual?

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Du Hui closed the door and went out.

In the office, there are only Song Zhixing and Tang Yu. Because of this episode, both people seem to be awake from a big dream.

There was a long silence.

Tang Yu looked down at the girl curled up in her arms. I saw crystal tears still on her face, and those tears were dazzling. In the impression, every time his kiss, for her, almost fear and rejection.

When Xi Nan kissed her like this, she must have never cried like this ... At that time, what was she like?

Thinking of the man who had all of her innocence, his chest was slammed, his hands were removed from her, and everyone followed.

"Take your clothes away." Tang Yu said, his passion was just too intense, and his voice was hoarse.

The man's warm embrace suddenly pulled away, and his tall body stepped back to another sofa, and Song Zhixing's heart floated into a loneliness. With tearful eyes, she glanced at Tang Yu, and Tang Yu's eyebrows fluttered. Her body, which had not cooled down, became hot again. The fingers resting on the sofa were strained. "Don't look at me, organize your clothes!"