Good Morning, Mr. President!

Song Zhixing opened the door of the room and went out. As soon as he went out, he met the maid who had just passed by. The other party seemed to be surprised that she came out of Er Ye's room and greeted her in a low voice after a moment of stun. Song Zhixing was so guilty that she quickly tangled her messy hair, but she didn't respond, and hurried back to her room.

She stayed in the second uncle's room for several hours. Anyone would feel abnormal!

Song Zhixing sighed, it was difficult to imagine how he would be treated. Everyone else was shocked, let alone their loved ones!

Thinking of this, my mood will become gloomy. She didn't want to think about it. She shook her head, put those thoughts behind her, took her pajamas and took a shower in the bathroom. It was almost midnight after taking a shower.

Although it was dark at night, she had fallen asleep for a few hours now. She combed her semi-dry hair, remembering that Sister Li had said that her uncle had not eaten dinner, she lowered her comb and opened the door to go out. First went to his room and found that there was no one in the room, so he went downstairs. The lights were bright downstairs, and the servants had not rested.

"Miss." The maid said hello when she saw her.

"Is Uncle here?"

"Erye is eating at the restaurant now!"

Song Zhixing listened to each other's words and went to the restaurant. Sure enough, he was dining in the restaurant. Moreover, a document was held in his hand. Song Zhixing watched him silently in the mouth of the restaurant, remembering the words Du Hui and himself had said before. He only eats dinner now, and when he's on a business trip, he's afraid that eating will become more out of time!

She quietly walked over and stretched out her papers. Tang Yu actually discovered her existence long ago. She was drawn out of the file and looked up. "Naughty again?"

"This is not naughty." Song Zhixing put the document aside, sat down on his right-hand side, pressed his hands on the European-style dining table, and looked at him "seriously" with a small face. Can't use one mind for two? '

Tang Yu raised his eyebrows. "Um."

"When you eat, you use it with one heart and one heart, and you have indigestion-that's what you often tell me."

So, have you been taught by this little thing? However, Tang Yu's mood is very good. Raising her lips, "This is for children like you."

"..." This person is too straightforward to double-label! Besides ...

"I'm an adult. When will I become a child?" She said, as if to make her words sound more assertive, with her head raised and her body sitting upright.

Tang Yu's deep glance passed her, her eyes ambiguous enough to startle Song Zhixing's heart, and she immediately softened and did not dare to stand up straight again. However, it is clearly too late. Tang Yu retracted his eyes, took a sip of soup elegantly, and spoke slowly: "Well. You really can't be considered a kid anymore. Last time in the old house ..."

"Uncle, you are not allowed to say it!" Song Zhiguang felt blushing and heartbeat when he remembered what happened that day, how could he listen to him? She interrupted him with a loud voice, her eyes glaring. Tang Yu knew she was thin-skinned, and there was someone nearby, and of course she wouldn't talk about it, just to tease her. However, there are no more documents on the side. To be honest, this little guy is by his side, and his mind cannot be put on the file.

"Would you like to drink soup with me again?" Tang Yu asked with a smile. Song Zhixing said, "Well," the servant has turned to get the tableware. Tang Yu took a sip and blew before sending it to Song Zhixing's lips. Song Zhixing froze, his eyes subconsciously passed over the others, did not dare to move. Tang Yu confiscated, "What are you doing?"

Eventually, she opened her lips and drank the soup obediently. Obviously it was some salty soup. Now she tasted it in her mouth, but she tasted somehow sweet.

The servants on the side looked at this scene, but no one dared to say anything. Not talking to each other.

And sister Li? When I first learned about Er Ye's thoughts, I was shocked and incomprehensible, but after a long time, I saw that the gentleman really treated the lady well. Rather than the two of them getting into trouble, she'd rather reconcile them.

"Miss, tableware." Sister Li took the tableware from the servant and placed it in front of Song Zhixing.

Song Zhixing took over. Sister Li rushed to Tang Yu with a smile: "Er, you're back. Some people don't know how much they miss you these days."

Tang Yu heard this, and subconsciously looked at Song Zhixing, his eyes darkened.

Speaking of his own mind, Song Zhixing was embarrassed and glanced at Sister Li, "Sister Li, you talked again."

"Why am I talking nonsense? Didn't you say that you missed the second grandfather? I think Li, the head office." Li laughed even more.

"..." Song Zhixing was annoyed. She was simply seated right. I took a spoon and drank the soup, and then quietly lifted his eyes and glanced at Tang Yu. He did not expect that he would now turn his attention to her. When the eyes of two people met, his **** thin lips curled up slightly, overflowing with a sentence: "I, like you, these days, I miss someone too."

Obviously it was a word that had never been named, but in Song Zhixing's ears, the heartbeat missed a beat.

Moreover, he felt that such a common sentence was like a sweet talk from his mouth.

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After dinner, the night was completely dark. Tang Yu sent all his servants back to their backyard residence. In the entire villa, only the two of them were left.

The villa's lights were gradually dimmed, but there was light in the hall.

I just slept, and now I have dinner again. Of course, Song Zhixing has no sleepiness. She was getting closer and closer to the exam, and now she was still tight, so she didn't dare to delay time. She sat cross-legged on the carpet and lay down on the coffee table to do her homework. Long hair dangled on the back. Under the bright light, the black hair was dazzling.

Tang Yu walked over and sat down on the sofa behind her. "How do I write my homework here?"

"Um." Song Zhixing was just calculating a question, he just said casually.

Tang Yu leaned over slightly to watch her write the steps. Asked: "Will it?"

"This meeting."

"What about other workbooks? I'll check if you've been taking classes and studying well in the recent period."

Song Zhixing really has a good class recently, and her grades have improved a lot, so she is quite proud. Push all the workbooks aside, "Check it out, check it out!"

Tang Yu looked at her petite appearance, and her lip corners followed. Reached out and took homework books, one by one.

When Song Zhixing was seriously calculating physics problems, he suddenly remembered something, and he slammed suddenly.