Good Morning, Mr. President!

Song Zhixing looked up, looked at Tang Yu with tears in his eyes, and suddenly realized that he had good intentions. It wasn't that she wasn't wanted at all, nor was it to drive her away, but to make her less embarrassed and less sorry.

"If ... I'm really gone, would you miss me?" Song Zhixing asked chokingly. Compared to just now, the haze at the bottom of my heart has dissipated a lot. However, when I think of separation, I am not happy.

Tang Yu's thin lips were clenched, and she didn't speak, just tightening her arms and holding her tighter, as if to burn her into the blood of her bones. Song Zhixing pressed his fingers tightly on the front of his shirt. "Tang Yu, I will miss you, I will miss you very much ..."

Even before she left, she was already missing.

This little thing will never say anything to him. Before, I could not even hear a few nice words. At this moment, Tang Yu suddenly heard her say such a heartfelt truth, and Tang Yu's heart trembled, and it was difficult for a long time. Breathing slightly, she caught her chin, pressed her lips, and kissed hard. This time, instead of avoiding him as she just did, she hugged his neck, lifted her toes, and greeted them warmly.

Kissing and kissing, tears reluctantly shed. In fact, it was only a short-term difference, but it was only a short-term difference, which also made her feel extremely upset. The heart seemed to be torn.

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I don't know how long they kissed, the two talents finally reluctantly retreated from each other's lips.

Song Zhixing still hung around Tang Yu's neck, Tang Yu held her waist with one hand and wiped the tear marks on her face with one hand.

"Still watching a movie?" He asked. The chaotic mood in my heart was a little calmer.

Song Zhixing shook his head. "I want to go back."

"Okay. Then go back."

No matter what date or movie, Song Zhixing has no mood now. She just wanted to stay with Tang Yu, two people, quiet, even if she didn't do anything.

Along the way, Tang Yu drove back, Song Zhixing leaned on his shoulder, staring at the scene outside the window. It was the first time I knew that it was so uncomfortable to have a short separation with a person.

The car, drove back to the villa, Tang Yu took off his suit and said to her: "You go to the restaurant and wait for me, I will go up and change my clothes."

"Well. I'll wash my hands." Song Zhixing turned and walked to the bathroom.

Tang Yu looked at the back and called Li Hanyan while going upstairs.

"I promised, you take her away."

"Thank you." Li Hanyan said with a long silence.

"Don't thank me, just because I don't want to make her too embarrassed." Tang Yu's tone was always tepid. "My father's condition has improved a little, and I will pick her up immediately."

Li Hanyan felt like a needle in his heart, and wanted to say something, but in the end, he stopped talking.

"And—" Tang Yu paused, watching the slender figure downstairs, "She cares about you so I will allow her to go back with you, but do n’t expect me to give up really She. She is not in good health, and you have to make sure you have her medicine with you at all times. If something goes wrong, I will pick her up immediately. "

Li Hanyan trembled a little, breathing again, and his voice changed slightly. "Do you really want to marry her?"

"I thought I made it clear."

"Where's your mother? You don't care how I feel, don't you even care about your mother?"

Tang Yu looked a little more gloomy. He didn't like listening to people's past. "This is when our Tang family, I will deal with it myself."

"What about the stars? If she knew the truth of that year, how would you let her be with her? How could she be with you? If the stars knew all this, she would go crazy!"

"So, you have to keep my mouth shut!" Every bit of Tang Yu's exit was bitten heavily and could not tolerate a beak. He warned, "If you dare to talk in front of the stars, the consequences will be clear!"

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After supper, Tang Yu was reading documents in his study. But in fact, there is not much thought. She flipped through the copybook she wrote, and looked at the words "Tang Yu" on the top.

Finally, cover the papers, get up and open the study door to get out.

When she arrived in her room, she heard Sister Li saying there: "You go there, you are not familiar with life, why does the second grandfather nod?"

"Um." Song Zhixing responded.

"I'm worried that the people over there can't take care of you, and your mouth is picky again, what if the things over there are not used to eating?"

"You don't have to worry too much, just get used to it. Besides, my grandfather is also a person from Jucheng, there must be a chef from Jucheng in the kitchen." Song Zhixing comforted Sister Li.

"That's right. But if you're in country J, you don't understand it? What should we do?"

"Auntie is here! Look for auntie if you don't understand."

Sister Li grew more and more worried and kept sighing. Singing Song Zhixing's eyes were also red.

Tang Yu stood at the door and listened for a while before pushing the door in. Hearing the movement, both looked towards the door. Sister Li was sitting on the sofa packing her things. When she saw him, she quickly got up and said, "Second Lord."

"Um." Tang Yu looked a little serious, and stared at Song Zhixing. Song Zhixing was stacking his clothes, his eyes were raised up to face his, and a thin layer of water mist appeared in his eyes.

Tang Yu looked away and told Li Li: "It's winter over there, prepare more winter clothes for her."

"Okay, Erye."

"Also don't drop hats and gloves."

"Yes."

After Tang Yu commanded, he waved to Song Zhixing and waved with her, and Song Zhixing immediately dropped his work. Tang Yu took her and went to his room.

As soon as the door was closed, he pressed her against the door, staring at her with burning eyes, breathing slightly, and the look seemed to burn her into the bottom of her heart, and carved it on her apex.

Song Zhixing's heartbeat was fast, and his nose was bitter by his eyes. He raised his chin with his long fingers, his thin lips pinpointed her lips, and a lingering kiss went up. This kiss is not as enthusiastic and strong as the previous few times, but long and delicate. As if to slowly and carefully taste all her tastes. Song Zhixing couldn't stand his fierce kiss, but now he kisses so tenderly and exquisitely, but it is more embarrassing. Within a short while, she was kissed with weak legs. In the past, I would be depressed, try not to let myself groan, but at this moment, I have no regard for those reservations and shame, I just want to convey to him the deepest emotions in his heart.

Her red lips twitched, and her lovely cooing screamed. His legs were wrapped around his waist.

Tang Yu supported her buttocks and asked, "Can you do it?"

"... Um." She nodded.