Good Morning, Mr. President!

He sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV with a remote control. Originally he was here, Song Zhixing was there, but less than a minute, Song Zhixing crawled towards him barefoot.

Hearing the snoring, Tang Yu looked over. At a glance, fire was almost coming. Since this little woman is unwilling to do those things with him, is there any unwilling consciousness?

The bathrobe she wore was very wide, and her collar was all open when she crawled over. He could see at a glance that nothing was worn inside.

The pink and white skin seemed to permeate the fragrance of the girl. There is also maturity and exquisite abundance, which is full of temptation. All this, Tang Yu only felt that the whole body was full of blood. The tide that finally managed to be suppressed was once again easily provoked by her.

He felt that the little girl had made up her mind to make him feel bad.

Breathing slightly, he looked away. Song Zhixing moved to his side before he stood up and sat down next to him. Just after taking a bath, he has the smell of mint leaves, and she has the smell of fruit for girls. The two flavors are intertwined, but obviously nothing special, but in Tang Yu's view, it was full The hormones make him feel bloody.

"What is it doing sitting so close?" He kept his face grim.

Such an attitude made Song Zhixing feel particularly hurt. Of course, she provoked her desire and was abandoned by the front line, which also made her feel hurt. She bit her lip and looked at him. "Are you still angry with me?"

pissed off?

In all fairness, Tang Yu rarely gets really angry with her now. When it was determined that she was not completely indifferent to herself, the intense anxiety in this unbalanced feeling had faded a lot. He gradually became tolerant.

And tonight, it is said to be angry, more ... is loneliness-the loneliness that is beyond her control for the future, the loss that is beyond her control now.

People like him, in every respect, are absolute winners and control everything. Arrived from an early age, he never had such deep frustration. Moreover, all the frustrations in this life come from the little girl who is only 18 years old.

"Why should I be angry?" He asked softly, hiding more fluctuations in his heart, and focusing his eyes on the TV in front of him, as if watching TV intently.

Song Zhixing stood up slightly, holding his face, holding his face up, and letting his eyes match his own.

"Are you angry at me and Xi Nan watching a movie?"

"Should I be angry?" Tang Yu looked at her. "If I and the other women go to the movies silently and don't listen to your call halfway, and this woman is still I wrote a love letter, she also gave Woman I've been back with a love letter, are you angry? "

Song Zhixing just listened to his depiction, the small face had been huddled, Xing Muyuan opened, "No."

At the end, I think that these three simple words are not strong enough. She also added a few words: "Uncle, you can't write love letters to others, you can't accept love letters from others, let alone go to the movies with her!"

Just an analogy, she felt very uncomfortable. The inexplicable possessiveness became stronger and stronger, and all ran out. When did these emotions begin, she couldn't figure it out.

Tang Yu listened in his ears and was in a good mood. On his lips, he asked, "When did you become so overbearing?"

"Near the Mexican is black, domineering is also learned with you." Song Zhixing gave him the responsibility lightly.

Tang Yu grabbed her hand from her face, still looking serious, "Go to sleep, as for the explanation, I will talk tomorrow."

Otherwise, his self-control may not be enough.

Driven again, Song Zhixing was a little angry. Tang Yu tonight, what's wrong! She broke away Tang Yu's hand, and the next moment, she took the initiative to separate her legs and sat on Tang Yu's leg. This was the consequence of her anger, and her head was a little hot. After sitting down, she touched Tang Yu's eyes, and then she realized how bold she was. However, he did not flinch. He just lifted his heart and looked at him, his breathing was a little chaotic. "Are you angry with me, so ... just stopped suddenly?"

When asked the last sentence, the voice was getting lighter and lighter, like a mosquito sting, so embarrassing that he couldn't even hear it.

The nerves on Tang Yu's head were tense, and hot blood crashed into his body. Fearing that she had misunderstood what she meant, she cautiously verified the sentence: "Suddenly stopping, means ...?"

Song Zhixing's face turned redder. "You don't ask it knowingly."

Tang Yuzhuo's gaze narrowed slightly. "How do I think, are you ... disappointed?"

The last three words, pressed lightly and low, breathed on her face, and the whole atmosphere was surprisingly ambiguous, making her dry.

"I'm not disappointed ... If you don't want to, then forget it." Song Zhixing retorted, his tongue was a little knotted. What are you asking? Perhaps the second uncle thought she was too hungry! She was annoyed, got up from his lap, remembered something, looked down at him again, and snorted, "but you won't be allowed to touch me again!"

Song Zhixing said, pouting to pull away from Tang Yu's range. But he had been stunned by her, where could she be left? The big palm clasped her hips and dragged her back. Song Zhixing raised his eyes, his eyes matched hiss-at this moment, he was no longer calm and calm just now. The binocular feeling is turbulent and full of aggressiveness, as if to take her completely at any time. Song Zhixing only felt that he wanted to melt in his eyes, and even forgot to struggle.

Tang Yu ’s fiery palms moved from her hips all the way up, and her voice was hoarse. "Xingxing, you know, once we start, even if you cry like that just now, I wo n’t be able to accommodate you and stop ... "

This is a reminder and a final warning.

If she's going to regret it, it's too late. He had given her a chance, but there would not be a second such opportunity.

Song Zhixing then came to understand, just now why he suddenly stopped-he thought those tears were regretful, unwilling tears, so let him go halfway? No! She is not unwilling. However, when a girl is about to transform into a woman, that kind of uncertainty and that kind of qualitative change always makes people feel lost. But, actually, she wanted to give herself to this man in her heart!

These words, Song Zhixing could not say, but in the bottom of his heart a strong affection, stirred in the chest. Like responding to him, it was also anxious to let her feelings at this moment have a better vent. At that moment, she didn't think about anything, and suddenly bowed her head and sucked his lips. However, just taking a sip, he gasped and retreated. Covering his eyes with water mist, he stared straight at him, his eyes were already confession.

Tang Yu was shocked.

However, after only a short pause for only one second, the big palm clasped her back, entangled deeply, and took the initiative to kiss her.

On the other hand, she urgently wanted to take off her bathrobe.

Because it was too eager, the action was a bit rough, it was just pulled down.

Her rounded shoulders slipped out of the bathrobe.

The dazzling luster of the dazzling crystal lamp shrouded her, making her original delicate skin more transparent and shiny, as smooth as silk.

Along with that, from her bathrobe, her pink and white plumpness followed her bounce. The lights were too bright, and all the embarrassment was lost. Song Zhixing's face turned red, and her heartbeat became faster and faster. Embarrassed subconsciously grasped himself slipped to half of the bathrobe. With her movements, the dancing fullness is like a cherry blossom swaying in the wind, exuding a fatal temptation, which makes Tang Yu's eyes burn red.

Tang Yu couldn't help tempting, long fingers caressed every inch of her skin, and completely occupied her. Song Zhixing was weak, her hands and feet were numb, and she obviously felt pain, but there was another sense of relief that made her reluctant to flinch. This sense of gratification is different from before. Just more crazy and addictive than that. There were only sparks blooming in her mind, making her more wet.

"Xingxing, do you know who I am in the future?" Tang Yu asked in a rough voice.

Song Zhixing didn't know why he asked this. At the moment, he couldn't think, but just shook his head casually. His body was smashed as if he would fly out at any time, but he was hugged tightly again.

"From today on, I'm your man!" Tang Yu immersed herself in her body, "You have to remember! No one is allowed to touch you like this, except me, know?"

Song Zhixing nodded. Holding Tang Yu's neck with both hands, Jiaojiao said, "So do you ..."

"One thing?" He asked knowingly. Like to hear what she said to possess him.

"You are mine! So ... you are not allowed to do this to other women! No one is allowed!"

Tang Yu picked her up from the locker and put her legs around her waist. He held her in his palms and walked in and out. Don't forget to promise her: "Okay, I only want you. In this life, I only want you!"

The next moment, Tang Yu pressed her against the wall, one leg touched the ground, and one leg hung on his waist.

After several fierce collisions, Tang Yu gritted her teeth and endured to hold her earlobe. "Small thing, we want a child, shall we?"

Tang Yu has a selfish thought jumping in her head-as long as she has her own child, no matter what future experience she will have, she will not leave him. They will get married and they will really hold hands for a lifetime!

Song Zhixing didn't expect that he would suddenly make such a proposal, and there was an instant mistake. The next moment, come back, shake your head, "No ..."

"Why not?" Tang Yu possessed deeper and stronger possession. "You are mine in this life. Sooner or later we want children."

"Not now ..." Song Zhixing wanted to get away, Tang Yu looked so serious, as if she really wanted to get pregnant now. She was afraid and shook her head again and again: "I'm only 18 years old, I don't want to be a mother, I still miss school ..."

She was crying. As a child, how can you be a mother?

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