Good Morning, Mr. President!

Does this little woman know, how harmless her eyes are? He even mistakenly believes that she really needs his arms and needs his comfort.

Tang Yuyin's uncertain look made Song Zhixing completely confused about his thoughts. However, such a sudden mood made her mood go up and down, as if suddenly being thrown high, and then suddenly smashed into the cold pool, all kinds of emotions in her heart. Lonely, sour, and confused.

She curled up on the sofa, lowered her head, and sorted herself out.

At this moment, the curtains slowly open. The light, gradually, flooded the entire office from the outside.

Song Zhixing lowered her white legs from the sofa, and she looked up at the person opposite. Tang Yu was also staring at her, and the light was shining on his angular face, and his face was a little colder. As if the tenderness just tempted her was all an illusion.

Because she had kissed too hot just now, her gaze turned embarrassingly after she met him. The hands clasped on the sofa tightened subconsciously.

Tang Yu looked at her, only to feel that the tears were not only dazzling, but also made him even hurt. He quivered and compared the paper towel on the coffee table. "Dry the tears."

That will always be the case. Speaking is not to be allowed. It is guidance and command.

Song Zhixing felt that he was very helpless. He was obviously angry with him, but at the moment, he still obeyed what he said. She drew a tissue, wiped off the tears, and squeezed the tissue in her hand.

Two people, nothing.

The scene was cold and embarrassing.

Moreover, Tang Yu in front of him didn't seem to say anything. His face was always cold, but he stared at her calmly, and with that look, he was at a loss.

Song Zhixing's dry lips moved, struggling to find the topic, "I'm actually here to send you documents, just you ..."

‘Say I'm harassing you’ has n’t fully spoken yet. Tang Yu has already said, “Just now, I do n’t know it ’s you.”

Breathing heavily, the paper towel in Song Zhixing's hand was pinched even more wrinkly. My chest felt like a punch. I swallowed hard in my throat, "then ... who do you think it is?"

Just now, there were no lights in the office, and the light was dim. He was awake and half asleep, and it was possible to recognize the wrong person. But who does he consider himself? As someone who can kiss so passionately, as if to swallow her. Even, it's about to start ...

"Everyone is good, anyway, it will not be you." Tang Yu's voice was almost indifferent. The look in her eyes was cold.

That attitude, then, made Song Zhixing feel very embarrassed and ridiculous at the moment.

You know, she has just fallen, and she even couldn't help responding to his kiss, but ...

He wanted to kiss like that, but he wanted to give it to other women.

The thought that he might have kissed countless women like her just now, including her and auntie, and the tip of his nose was sour again.

She didn't know anything about the man's private life. For so many years, he just didn't take the woman home, but that doesn't mean he has no other women.

Thinking of this possibility, Song Zhixing was even more sour. With an irrepressible depression on her chest, she stood up, "... the documents have been delivered and I'm gone."

She didn't want to look at Tang Yu any more, she got up and left, and her two small fists hanging on her side were clenched tightly.

Tang Yu looked at her, his eyes lightened. As soon as she touched her waist, she felt that the little girl had lost a lot of weight, and thought it was her own illusion, but now she stood up and confirmed.

Did she eat well? !! Isn't someone taking care of it, how can it be so thin?

She suddenly lost weight, but was it because of him?

Tang Yu passed this idea in his mind, but soon he denied it. To this little girl, he thought he had less influence. Without delusion, there is no disappointment. Don't deceive yourself.

Song Zhixing had already reached the door of the office. When he opened the door and wanted to go out, he stretched out a hand behind him and closed the door easily.

She froze.

No turning back. However, I still can clearly feel a strong sense of oppression behind him, and the warm breath of men. It was this breath that made her more and more out of control and less and less like herself.

"Sit down on the sofa." Tang Yu said, still an order, but his tone has been relaxed a lot compared with the indifference just now. For her, how could he really be indifferent? This girl is his fate, he has long accepted his fate.

Song Zhixing refused to turn around, put his hands on the cold door handle of the office, and whispered, "I'm going back to do my homework ..."

And what did she stay for? He drove her out, didn't he hate himself very much, and wanted to come, and didn't want to stay with her?

"This document needs my signature. When I finish signing, you take it back to your aunt." Tang Yudao.

That's it.

It turned out to be for the sake of documentation.

That's it.

Song Zhixing teased his lips. if not? What is she expecting?

No more refusals, no reason to refuse, hand, slowly withdraw. She turned around and bumped into Tang Yu's solid chest. She didn't look up either, just let it go, and sat down on the sofa. He didn't say anything, just sat there so smartly that Tang Yu felt a little irritable.

He sat down at his desk, took the papers, and flipped.

One page, watched for half an hour. Gaze, but has been patrolling someone on the sofa.

She sat there quietly, not crying or talking, nor talking. I just sat quietly and didn't know what I was thinking.

He was always the most sleepy, but at this moment he got up first. Take the notebook in front of her. Song Zhixing raised his eyes slightly, Tang Yudan said, "Don't sit still, go online, and watch your favorite TV series or cartoons."

"Are you going to be long?"

Tang Yu sat down face-to-face with her on the sofa holding the file, and didn't like her question very much. "Can't wait to leave?"

Song Zhixing didn't return, he just asked, "Will it take a long time to sign a document?"

"This is a very important document. You can't make a mistake in one word." Tang Yu lifted his eyes. "Don't rush, otherwise, if something goes wrong, you can't afford to lose it."

Song Zhixing grunted: "Of course I can't afford it, I'm not worth it."

Tang Yu's eyes were deeper. Is it really worthless? If he could, he would do everything for her. However, he took heart and lungs and held everything in front of her, and she was not rare.

Song Zhixing found himself waiting for two full hours.

The two of them occupied a sofa. He flipped through the papers carefully and never looked up again, while she watched the TV series, but from time to time he looked at him oppositely.