Good Morning, Mr. President!

He pulled her finger out, and she jammed her other hand. Tang Yu also clasped her other hand. As if she didn't want to see him, she kept her eyes closed tightly. He was holding her hands at the moment, and she was struggling with all her strength, trying to get out of his control. It really took a lot of effort, and within a short time, the white wrist was pulled red.

"Enough, the stars!" Tang Yu sighed, held her chin down with one hand, and raised her face, "You listen-you can hate anyone, you can punish anyone, but Just don't do this to yourself! "

Song Zhixing shook with wet eyelashes, and opened his eyes hard.

"Don't you want to bite something? Bit me." He said, stretching his fingers between her teeth. Song Zhixing turned away and spit out his fingers. Tang Yu deliberately reached out again, pushed hard by her, and burst into tears in her eyes.

Tang Yu's expression floated up and down. He sat down by the bathtub. "Since you don't bite, take a bath."

He said, and took off her clothes. Song Zhixing instinctively cried and refused. It seemed that Tang Yu couldn't feel her resistance at all, and her palm was a little hard, and she tore off her shirt. Grab the nozzle and drip from her head. The movement was almost rude.

"Tang Yu, you bastard!" Song Zhixing was slobbered, and suddenly felt aggrieved, holding his fist and beating him.

He didn't resist, didn't stop her from moving, just pulled her underwear and threw it far away. He grabbed the towel and wiped it on her. All the way, expressionless.

The more so, the more Song Zhixing's mood collapsed. For a long time, she finally vented, and did not endure depression as she did just now. She frantically hit him, "You go away! Go away! Don't touch me!"

As soon as she spoke, her voice was broken.

This is what Tang Yu wants! Holding on like that, not talking, even suppressing crying, he was afraid that she would get sick.

Tang Yu regretfully lifted her out of the bathtub and put it on her lap. She beat him, he just hugged her tightly, "Hit, stars, if you can make you feel better, you can do whatever you want!"

His lips rubbed lightly on top of her head.

Suddenly, Song Zhixing lost his strength and squeezed his fist tightly, pressing his chest. She lay on his shoulders and said, "Wow," she cried. My fingertips got into the meat.

For a long time, only the girl's sad and desolate cry came from the bathroom.

Downstairs, Sister Li and the housekeeper heard it, and a heart hung to her throat. For the first time I heard the little girl cry so miserably.

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I don't know how long she cried, so long that she was convulsing, gasping and coughing.

Tang Yu was afraid of her getting sick, like coaxing a child, patting her back and letting her breath. Finally, let her cry, grabbed the towel to dry her body, wrapped her in a bath towel, and carried her out of the bathroom.

She was sitting on the bed, Tang Yu took her pajamas, crouched down, and patiently put on her.

Song Zhixing knows that there will never be a second Tang Yu in this world; maybe no one will treat himself like him anymore ...

Some things, she really ... Really would rather never know ... But after all, she still couldn't escape.

"... is it true?" She pressed her finger on his shoulder and finally spoke, her voice was dumb.

Tang Yu paused for a moment, but did not look up at her. She sucked her nose and exhausted all her strength before she could easily ask those words, "Did my dad ... died in your mother's hands? My mom ..."

A few words, like a lot of effort, did not finish after all.

He was breathing heavily and didn't answer immediately, but instead gave her the last button. Move carefully.

Song Zhixing would like to hear him deny immediately, even if he lied to himself.

He lied to herself and she was willing to believe him, but his silence made her more and more panic and cold ...

For a while ...

He released her and spit out a word from his lips, "Yes."

Obviously knowing that the result must be this way, but when he heard the word, Song Zhixing still felt that the sky was falling.

At the bottom of my heart, I support my last pillar, as if all collapsed in this moment.

"You lie!" Song Zhixing shook his head casually and couldn't believe this fact, "You all told me, my mother ... my mother just left to save the grandpa ... my dad ... my dad died! Killed! No, it cannot be! "

Tang Yu knew this fact was too cruel for her. However, when the truth was before him, he couldn't fool her with any lies. Some things that should be faced are still faced with. Lies will not last a lifetime. But they have to go for a lifetime.

Song Zhixing hoped that Tang Yu smiled and said to her that it was just a joke, or just a dream, but Tang Yu squatted in front of her, but said nothing but looked at her deeply.

The heart sinks again and again, and reaches the bottom of the valley. She burst into tears, "Why do you even marry me if you know all this? Why?"

"It is my business to marry you, and it has nothing to do with it." Tang Yu looked serious.

"I don't care?" She smiled, but burst into tears. "Tang Yu, your mother is the one who killed my father, forced my mother to death, and ruined my family from childhood. How can you say the word" irrelevant "? "

Tang Yu's hand held her wrist firmly, with solemn eyes never before: "We are married, you are my wife now, I am your husband. Xingxing, you hate anyone, but do n’t move or divorce Thought! I can't let you go! "

Song Zhixing cannot accept this fact. If she marries Tang Yu, she has to admit Su Fengjin's "mother-in-law", which makes her unable to handle herself. Moreover, each of them was a murderer who sheltered and killed her father!

She twisted her hands and struggled hard, trying to pull her hands out of Tang Yu's hands. However, Tang Yu held his hand tightly and did not let go. Song Zhixing gasped, looking at Tang Yu, and tightening his teeth, "You let go!"

The look was strange enough to make his heart hurt.

Tang Yu took her to the bed and covered her with a quilt. "I asked Sister Li to send the meal upstairs."

She looked at him sadly, "Tang Yu, do you even want to house me?"

"Be obediently waiting upstairs." Tang Yu didn't return to him, rubbing her cheek wet with tears, her eyes became deeper and more complex. The next moment, without saying anything, stood up and went out. Staring at the back, Song Zhixing suddenly got up from the bed, his eyes were dark, "You go to the police."