Good Morning, Mr. President!

Tang Yu's face was dark. "It's a divorce and a breakup. Can't you think of something good in your little head?"

Song Zhixing flattened his mouth and said, "I can't think of it. Everyone said that I and you can't go for a long time. Yesterday ... Yesterday, Grandpa Tang found me and told me that one day we will break up, and your mother won't agree with us. Together, I will sooner or later regret hurting grandpa and aunt because of you ... "

In the end, Song Zhixing looked at him with fixed eyes, as if eager to get more information from him that could refute these words, so that she could feel more secure.

Tang Yu was shocked for a while.

The father didn't find himself, but found her.

Everyone knew she was fragile, so everyone put the burden on her.

Tang Yu neglected this incident again. Ignored In this relationship, she bears much more stress than herself. Negligence of her persistence cost more than him.

"Xingxing, whoever looks for you in the future, call me first. You know?" He held her face and wiped the tears on her face with his thumb. "As long as you meet the elders, you must tell me!"

If there is a storm, it should be with him, not her.

Song Zhixing grabbed his hand, "Then ... are they all telling us, and we ... really can't go on?"

"Do you believe them, or do you believe me?"

Song Zhixing bit his lip, and in the end, just stared at him. The answer is self-evident.

Tang Yuxin ripped his lips comfortably, her deep eyes and her gaze, "As long as you don't shake, I will never let go of your hand. Even if one day, you really shake and don't want me— —I will also catch you and make you fall in love with me again. "

Song Zhixing thought that there was no need to fall in love again.

Tang Yu has such a charm that after he falls in love, he can't extricate himself. In the end, he only gets deeper and deeper.

"Well, now that I've spoken clearly, I'm not angry anymore. Show me what's hidden behind me."

Song Zhixing almost forgot about it, but Tang Yu didn't expect it. You must not see Tang Yu, otherwise, you must laugh at yourself!

"I'm practicing word writing."

"Exercising characters? Exactly, let me see if there is progress." Tang Yu returned leisurely.

"Are you so free, you have to watch even my word practice." Song Zhixing broke his hand. "Are you coming back to get the documents and then return to the company? Hurry and get them, I'll go back to my own room."

She said, and wanted to slip away.

Tang Yu's long legs and long hands, stepped forward, and stretched out her hands to grab the paper ball in her hand. Song Zhixing hasn't responded yet. By the time he looked back, Tang Yu had unrolled the paper group.

He looked at the words on it, and even his name was written on the paper. Moreover, although the font looks a little jerky, it can still be seen at a glance that he is imitating his font.

He raised his eyebrows, with a smile that looked away from the paper ball and fell to her.

Song Zhixing was embarrassed by him. He blushed with a small face, tiptoeed, and reached for his hand. "You return me."

The soft body fluttered over him. Tang Yu enjoyed such a close proximity, and did not hug her to sleep last night and slept very restlessly. He wrapped her arms around her and hugged her. "Hiding something, not a love letter for me. Huh?"

"I won't write a love letter to you." Song Zhixing blushed.

Tang Yu said, "Well," "But I think ... these things look no different from love letters."

"Chat!"

Tang Yu returned the paper group to her. Laughing, "Did you miss me, so I kept writing my name?"

"Who misses you and hates you." Song Zhixing refused to admit, "Who made you angry at me!"

Tang Yu caught her chin, leaned over her lips and kissed heavily. It seemed to want her to feel at ease, and once again solemnly said to her: "There is no next time."

Song Zhixing poked his tiptoe and took a bite on his lips. "This is what you said, and if there is another time, I will not want you!"

Tang Yuhu made a tiger face, "It's the same sentence again. Don't let me try again!"

Song Zhixing pitifully rubbed his stomach, "I'm so hungry, I blame you for making me angry, which makes me have no appetite for good food. You lose my breakfast."

"I'm also making you angry that you didn't have breakfast." Tang Yu squeezed her soft and dumb face, "Go downstairs and eat together."

Song Zhixing stuffed the crumpled paper ball into his pocket and followed Tang Yu downstairs for breakfast. Compared to the upset and unhappy just now, my mood is much better now.

Downstairs, Sister Li saw that the two of them came down with a spring breeze, and knew that they were reconciled, and everyone was relieved.

Breakfast has been prepared in the kitchen, Tang Yu himself poured milk for her. Song Zhixing took a sip and turned to ask him, "Are you going to the company again?"

"No," Tang Yu smoked a paper towel and wiped off the white milk left by her lips. "I just told the company what I have done today. Do you want to do anything? Take it easy. "

When Song Zhixing remembered talking to his client's girlfriend at the Sailing Hotel that day, he was very excited. "Where would I go, would you like to take me?"

"There is a premise. Take your body first, where the air is too bad, you can't go. Where people are too crowded, it won't work. And ..."

"It won't work, that won't work, then I don't want to go anywhere." Song Zhixing put down the milk glass in frustration. "You go back to work.

Tang Yu picked his lips. "This is a good proposal. I will stay with you."

"..." Song Zhixing threw a napkin on him, "Tang Yu, you big demon! Think of those things all day long."

"What are they?" Tang Yu folded her napkin aside, her movements were elegant, she was completely innocent and didn't know what she was talking about.

Song Zhixing knew that he could not speak of him, he had a thicker skin than himself. She snorted. "I'm going anyway. You don't have to worry about it. I'll go by myself."

"First talk about your proposal."

"Isn't there a new playground recently? I want to play there. Cheng Chenggang told me that she went yesterday and it was fun."

"Playground? Isn't it naive?" Tang Yu couldn't imagine such an occasion, but seeing her cheerful look, she took a step back and said, "Go tomorrow."

"Why tomorrow?"

Tang Yu took the mobile phone, and tweeted the number, saying: "That playground is a friend's property. I will let him temporarily close the park tomorrow and let you play alone."

Song Star rolled his eyes, got up and walked away to take away Tang Yu's mobile phone.