Good Morning, Mr. President!

Mo Liangyan opened her lips, but before she spoke, Tang Song's kiss had been covered, and all her voices had been swallowed into her lips.

Behind the curtains, Song Zhixing has already turned red and red. She was embarrassed to hear even the bold and **** words between mature men and women.

Too ambiguous! Too awkward!

In particular, at this moment Tang Yu is so close to himself.

She felt hot all over, and raised her hand to push his chest, trying to get him a little further from herself. too hot! As if to be burned! However, instead of pushing him, he clasped his wrists.

Song Zhixing could feel the palm of his hand being hot, but felt that the heat was running down the skin of his hands and ironed into her heart all the time. In the ears were the ambiguous sounds of men and women kissing and the wheezing light breaths, and she felt dry and breathless.

Moreover, she can feel that Tang Yu has become increasingly unstable breathing.

In contrast, Tang Yu enjoyed this closeness and was not willing to let go.

For a while, he really ignored her, but it was himself who suffered the most. So, hurry back home today.

but……

Obviously, the performance of this little thing just gave him some surprises.

Thinking of this, his big palm, which had been branded on her pink hips, tightened consciously, pinching her even tighter. The other hand grabbed her soft hand, looped around his waist, and let her hug herself. This small movement made Song Zhixing's heart beat faster, and a thin layer of sweat on his fingers soaked his shirt.

This feels strange.

Obviously the two have just made it this way, but now they embrace each other like a couple in love.

Love ...

Song Zhixing was shocked by the two words that jumped out of his mind. When he thought of his marriage with his aunt, he felt sour and unbearable.

"Little sister-in-law, you reacted again ..." At this moment, Tang and Song's voice sounded heavily. His voice was very good. Now he is mixed with strong passions and smirks, which makes people feel blushing and red.

Song Zhixing was at a loss, looked up and looked at Tang Yu. But when he saw his hot eyes, she was so embarrassed that she had to squeeze his shirt tightly, don't open her face in shame, and set her eyes on the ground.

"Do you know what a bad elder is now?" He didn't give her a chance to hide, he raised her chin, and whispered. In the darkness, he could still see the **** in his eyes.

Compared to her, Tang Yu is much more calm. But, well, the body is not so good! He was really jealous of Tang and Song. The other person is at least a mature woman, and the two can be open to toss, but at the moment, he is still an immature and delicate little flower.

Song Zhixing's legs were a little soft with his eyes, and he clasped his fingers lightly, licked his dry lips, and panted lightly: "You ... you and Uncle Liu ... are half a catty.

Not serious!

"Is that it?" Tang Yu's breathing was heavier and he seemed to smile, "But they went to bed, and we were ... early."

It's early ...

That means, one day they will ...

Obviously not, but Song Zhixing seemed to be bewildered by this man, and in his mind, the bold picture before them appeared uncontrollably. The tall and erect figure of the man was standing against her tightly, and the big palm was burned between her legs, causing her to tremble and her legs to become a little weak.

"Xiao Xunzi, just like you, can you marry my brother?" Tang Song laughed again. The breathing of men and women is even more messy. Guess what they are doing.

"This is a matter between us, you don't need to worry about it." Mo Liangyan bit his lower lip tightly, trying to make his voice sound smoother. However, Tang Song has always been a master of flirting, and her experience like her all comes from him, she can't even fight it.

Tang and Song's expression suddenly became serious, and his voice became somber. "You want to marry my brother that way?"

"He is my fiance, and of course I want to marry."

"But he doesn't love you at all!" Tang Song gritted his teeth. "He will never fall in love with anyone, do you know?"

Mo Liangyan seemed to hear a joke, and said quietly, "Who will love me?"

After a pause, she looked at Tang and Song with a trace of poor hope in her eyes, "Are you? Would you love me?"

Tang and Song were stunned by this question, and for a long time, they did not speak. He never talks about the word 'love', and no one is an exception.

Such silence has been maintained in the theater for a long time, and even the distant Song Star felt inexplicably sad.

Mo Liangyan immediately understood, who is he from Tang and Song Dynasties? After spending so many years in the flowers, have you ever seen him fall in love with any woman? He said that Tang Yi would never fall in love with others.

Falling in love with an unintentional man is a foregone conclusion for this story. She had no idea that she could turn things around with her own power, but now she is sober, everything is nothing but delusion. She scratched his body, but didn't stir his heart.

If you think about it, a layer of mist emerges uncontrollably in the eye sockets, but the next moment, she suddenly raised her hand, and slanted a fan on Tang and Song's face.

This slap was not light at all, and came suddenly, Tang and Song didn't even think about it. After a moment's glance, I came back to my heart, angry and furious, holding her hands and cutting her hands behind her, "Mo Liangyan, do you really think that I don't dare to treat a woman? ? "

"This slap is punishing you just for kicking your sister-in-law!" Mo Liangyan interrupted Tang and Song's words. The word "Xunzi", which was bitten heavily, was a reminder of their identity.

Tang and Song trembled, staring at her, his expression changed several times.

She took the opportunity to break away from his concubine. The proud, indifferent height looked at him, the desolation and bitterness in her eyes were taken away, and she pushed the Tang and Song away like a proud victor. "The wedding after one month was held as scheduled. So, Please ask my uncle to stop harassing me! "

The word "Little Uncle", with alienation, made Tang and Song stumble again.

Mo Liangyan fixed his messy clothes and went out calmly and elegantly as if nothing had happened. Tang and Song stood still, staring at the beautiful back, but his eyes were getting heavier.

finally……

An annoyed smashed a punch on the wall, followed impatiently. The door was thrown very hard, as if to relieve the depression in the chest.

the other side.

Under the curtain, Song Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief as the two left. And, she suddenly understood one thing—