Good Morning, Mr. President!

"When are you going to the hospital today?" Song Zhixing clung to his neck, rolled over to sleep on him, and lazily rested on her chest.

"I'll go in a moment." Tang Yu stroked her soft long hair gently, and there was tenderness in her expressions. "What arrangements do you have today?"

"Chen Cheng said let me show her the marriage certificate. She thinks I'm lying to her."

"Let Uncle Mo send you. You can go out to play, but don't expose yourself to the sun. And ..."

"I know. Do n’t go to crowded places, do n’t go to places with bad air, and you must take medicine when you go out.” Before Tang Yu finished speaking, Song Zhixing had raised his head and mischievously grabbed his words . "Uncle, I already recite these words, do you have no new words?"

"Do you feel annoyed now?" Tang Yu pinched her nose. "In the future, you have to listen dozens, hundreds, thousands of times. Listen for a lifetime!"

Hearing the words 'a lifetime', Song Zhixing's eyes flashed, and he smiled and frowned, "It's true that the older the person, the more he likes to mourn."

Tang Yu patted a pat on her hip with a punishment. She shuddered and crawled down from him.

"I'll get up first, and you will take a rest." Tang Yu pulled the quilt and rolled her up. Before getting up, she pecked her slightly again. Song Zhixing was lazy, eh, watching him get up and walk into the bathroom, full of sweetness.

She hugged the quilt and sniffed eagerly. The quilt still contained his taste, making her nostalgic and reassuring. Eyes, unconsciously sweeping the mess on the sheets, remembering their passion last night, their faces were hot.

Apparently, Tang Yu really wanted her to have a baby, so he hasn't done any contraception since she agreed that day. Such a high frequency of requests, probably, this summer vacation, you will really get pregnant!

Song Zhixing bit the corner of the quilt and touched his belly.

Maybe, maybe there are children now. She also really wanted to see what her and Tang Yu's children would look like if they fused each other's genes.

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"Are you really married?" Chen Cheng looked at the marriage certificate, it was incredible. "Song of the Star, you are too brave! I really treat you ... for three days and look away! Why are you so courageous?"

"When you meet, you will have courage." Song Zhixing took back the marriage certificate. "You're all wrinkled, don't look."

"Well, see what your baby looks like." Chen Cheng pretended to despise. I took a drink and asked, "How about, when are you going to invite me to the wedding?"

"We don't plan to have a wedding. Maybe travel and get married."

"Why? I'm still thinking about attending the Century Wedding."

Song Zhixing took a spoon and stirred the coffee, "In fact, no one agreed with us, so if a wedding is really going to happen, there will probably be no one happy. So, let's take it easy for a while. And my uncle's mother's body No, I'm living in a hospital and can't have a wedding. "

"Give back my uncle's mother! Now you should change your name to mother-in-law?"

Mother-in-law ...

Song Zhixing silently chewed these two words and sighed, "I haven't seen her in more than ten years. And, I can see that the second uncle doesn't seem to want me to see her."

"why?"

She shook her head confusedly. "It's because she's not well, but I think it's more than that simple. But my second uncle wouldn't let me see, I'll see you, he must be thinking for me."

Chen Chengyi said, "How fast you are. I used to be embarrassed to dislike your second uncle. Look at it now ... alas, the words" I love the second uncle "are written on your face! You Such a swagger, but it makes people envy, envy! "

Song Zhixing was flushed with teasing, and he coughed, turning embarrassedly, "Do you have any plans today?"

Be regarded as the default.

Feelings are often so wonderful. Really falling into the vortex of love, there is no way to hide it.

"It's okay, it's a holiday, and there's no summer homework, so I panic every day."

"We had lunch that night and you'll accompany me to a place."

"Where?"

"cemetery."

Chen Cheng was confused. Song Zhixing explained, "I'm married and want to talk to my parents. This is a life event."

"Okay, I'll go with you." Chen Cheng agreed.

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the other side.

Tang Yu went to the hospital. Su Fengjin's condition was much more stable than yesterday. At least, the mood was calm, no more tranquilizers needed, and no hysterics like yesterday.

Tang Yiming knew that his son was busy. After Tang Yu stayed for more than an hour, he asked him to return to the company.

Tang Yu was reluctant to leave, "I'll stay with my mother here, lest it happen again later."

"Forget it. When you stay here, if she's in a hurry and asks you about the stars, how do you answer?"

Tang Yu said nothing.

Tang Yiming waved his hand, "Buy you, I know you, and you are not a person who can tell lies and coax people, don't make your mother angry. Besides, for a while, Tang Wei's brothers said they were coming over. Nothing can happen here. "

Tang Yu pondered, looked into the ward, and then got up. "Then I'll go first."

"Go on!"

After Tang Yu left, Tang Yiming sat outside alone. I didn't sleep after spending all night last night, and now I feel drowsy when I feel quiet. He leaned back on the sofa, leaning his head wearily, closing his eyes shallowly.

Inside, on the bed, Su Fengjin sat up lightly ...

*

I don't know how long after ...

"Erbo, Erbo, woke up." While he was sleeping soundly, his shoulders were patted, and Tang Yiming slowly opened his eyes.

I saw a few young people standing in front of themselves. Tang Yan, Tang Wei, Tang Yi and Tang Song. They stood together, seductive.

"Are you here?" Tang Yiming rubbed his eyebrows, woke up and fell asleep, touched the gold-rimmed glasses and put them on, muttering to himself: "Why am I asleep?"

"Er, how about your aunt?" Tang Song looked into the ward and saw that the ward was empty.

Tang Yiming heard, his heart sank, and he got up immediately, "Are you not in the room?"

"No."

"Will it be in the bathroom?" Tang Weidao.

"I'll go and see." Tang Yiming walked quickly into the ward. Inexplicably, an unknown omen rose from the bottom of his heart, and he called, "Feng Jin? Feng Jin!"

However, no one answered. He didn't want to knock on the door, and shoved it in, empty inside.

Mind, ‘cuckoo’, her face changed, “She ’s not in the ward!”