Good Morning, Mr. President!

Soft and beautiful, like the catkins that fluttered in the spring day, gently flicking the heart lake in circles or deep or shallow ripples. Since then, until now, it has not dispersed.

The bedroom door was suddenly opened. He went back to his eyes and looked away, only to see she came out of the room holding a suit.

The hair that had just been scattered was **** neatly at the moment, and he hugged it behind his head, exposing a white neck.

Compared to her previous days, she now looks more pure, natural and sexy.

Tang Yi narrowed his eyes, his eyes stopped on her, burning and deep.

Zhao Chuning felt his sight clearly, but Quan Dang didn't know, quickly walked into the bathroom next door, locked the door directly, and was upset.

that's terrible!

The house was too small, and there was no inner guard in the bedroom, which led to such a mess. You shouldn't let him in!

Tang Yi originally thought about reading the fairy tale book and wondered how he could cheer the little girl up next time. As a result, the sound of the water in the bathroom slammed him completely.

The book opened and was dropped. Then opened another, and soon was abandoned again.

Heart apes mean.

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After taking a shower, Zhao Chuning went to the full body of cold air and changed into clean clothes, feeling much more comfortable.

I don't know if Tang Yi has left now.

He asked and asked about the child, as if there was no need to stay.

She thought wildly, wiping her wet hair with a towel in one hand, and pulling out the bathroom door to go out. A figure standing at the door made her almost run into it. Back to God, subconsciously backed away.

Tang Yi was stricken with eyes and dragged her wrist, pulling her back. Instead of returning to the bathroom, she was pulled by him against his sturdy chest.

The atmosphere is really ambiguous. Zhao Chuning's breathing was slightly unstable, but he stared at him calmly, "You won't stand here waiting for me to come out and intend to ambush me?"

Tang Yi laughed, his voice lowered, "What can you do in ambush?"

The way he laughed seemed to be a little offensive. Zhao Chuning only felt very dangerous. She calmed down and stepped back to remind him, "General Tang, it's getting late."

"It's not early." He closed the bathroom door behind him with one hand, and his hand fell on the handle of the bathroom door. Suddenly she was enclosed between her chest and her hands. His eyes were a little suggestive, his voice was dumb, like a feather scratching his heart, "I'm hungry. What should you do?"

He said, holding her chin with the other hand. She stared at her with staring eyes, and her eyes looked like she was about to get rid of her.

This guy!

Zhao Chuning pushed him away. "You go, I want to go back to the hospital."

As if to prove herself, she didn't even care about her dry hair. She grabbed the bag and the key and was ready to leave. However, only one step was taken and Tang Yi was hugged from behind.

He leaned tightly against her.

"Tang Yi ..." Zhao Chuning was a little annoyed, and a little unstable. She strove to pinch his hand.

"What are you thinking?" Tang Yi's ambiguous voice sounded in her ear.

She stared slightly, and Tang Yi suddenly opened her lips and bit her earlobe. "I was looking for you here and I didn't eat anything. I'm really hungry now. You have to feed me."

She shivered.

I think too much.

"I didn't ask you to come to me again." She mumbled and continued to scratch his hand.

Tang Yi grabbed her hand. "If you move again, I really have other ideas."

His palms were hot, and her palms were like a fire. The fire was burning every finger of her.

Tang Yi also slightly shifted his face. The two were very close. His burning breath swept her long hair. His kiss suddenly passed from her earlobe, and plundered her delicate white earlobe. He kissed not eagerly, but soothingly and gently. The more so, the more easily people sink.

Zhao Chuning was trembled by him, his body was weak, and he was about to stand still.

However, in the end, she grasped a bit of reason and twisted her body to retreat from his kiss.

"I'll cook noodles for you now!" She gave up again, stepped back, and stood far away.

"Just face?" He didn't lose his face.

"... I went to the kitchen to see if there was anything else." Zhao Chuning dropped his bag and went to the kitchen.

Tang Yi did not catch up. But this is an open kitchen. He stood outside and saw the inside clearly.

Zhao Chuning tried to ignore Tang Yi's eyes and tied the apron. Fortunately, there are many dishes in the kitchen. Before chasing Mimi tonight, the old lady had made dinner almost, and now Zhao Chuning just needs to warm the dishes casually.

She didn't have dinner either, and she was hungry now.

Tang Yi stood outside and looked at Zhao Chuning, wearing an apron, moving around in the kitchen. The look of disorientation just on his face had completely converged, with only a few thoughts.

Zhao Chuning could feel his eyes without looking up, she ignored as much as possible, but Tang Yi asked quietly outside, "Did you cook that man?"

"Who?"

Tang Yi didn't want to mention that person's name, but he spit out two words, "Cheng Ye."

Zhao Chuning told the truth, "No."

When Tang Yi heard this answer, he looked a lot better. Hands around her chest, lazily leaning against the wall and talking to her, "You haven't cooked for me before."

"I didn't cook before. I learned it later."

Tang Yi's head was already known. He suddenly sighed: "In this life, you are the one who has really cooked for me."

Zhao Chuning looked up at him. The loneliness on his face had not had time to converge, and she was completely taken into account.

He uncomfortably turned away.

She subconsciously remembered that Mo Liangyan told her about his parents that day--

"Did your mother cook for you?"

"I don't want to mention her." Tang Yi's voice was cold.

"Even if she hasn't cooked for you, what about your servant? She's always cooked for you."

"That was paid for."

"So ... there aren't any women who really cook for you with your heart?" Zhao Chuning intentionally revealed the same look.

Tang Yi looked very poor. "You don't have to repeat it again and again."

She deliberately provoked him, with a flamboyant tone, "Although I don't have money, there are more people who cook for me than you."

"I think it's better for you to feed me in other ways. At least, this mouth doesn't have time to talk except to call it bed." After Tang Yi said, he strode over and pushed in.

He moved too fast, and Zhao Chuning had no time to hide, so he hugged him and put it on the glass platform.

Just smug and completely gone. She was still holding the spatula in her hand and stared at him. "I'm the only one who is willing to cook for you without collecting money. You can't cherish it. Will you lose a little meat without bullying me?"