Good Morning, Mr. President!

Tang Yu looked at her for a long time, and her thin lips tilted, as if she had something to say to her. Song Zhixing took a step back. Like the others, he called respectfully and respectfully.

Tang Yu's eyes narrowed, looking a little more into her eyes. He could feel that her attitude was very different from last night and very alienated. The alienation made him very unhappy!

And, let her come up to find herself today, she did not come!

Song Zhixing did not seem to feel his gaze, only looking sideways, without looking at him again. I heard a male colleague talking to her over there, "Xingxing, early tonight, let's have dinner with you, okay?"

"it is good."

"You cook for yourself."

"can."

"Then I will fight!"

"I do the dishes!"

A group of male colleagues came together to form her into a group, so it was hilarious.

Tang Yu's face went cold.

At this moment, Lu Yuan came out of the company with an umbrella and hurriedly, "Hey, Xingxing, you follow me. Let's go, let's go first."

Lu Yuan rushed forward, grabbing Song Zhixing's shoulders and rushing her into the rain curtain.

When Du Hui opened the car to the door of the company, he saw that Er Ye's face was as black as charcoal. Follow his eyes, and immediately understand. This little lady is the only female designer sent from Universe. It seems that it is really popular!

Tang Yu found that what the woman said was to chase herself was simply nonsense. Is this also called chase? Never seen a man chasing after her like this!

He felt more and more now that the words she and her classmates said last night were just angry words. Play him?

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The house is very small, full of people, and particularly lively. Song Zhixing no longer does nothing as before. Now the cooking is pretty good and the movements are sharp. After a while, the room is full of fragrance.

Everyone else was eating deliciously, but she had no appetite. In my mind, those words of Tang Yu and Grandpa have been flowing constantly.

By the time everyone was dispersed and the house was packed, it was already dark. She opened the curtains and glanced out. It was still raining outside. She picked up the trash, grabbed the key, and went out.

When it rained, the weather was especially cold. Especially at night.

Song Zhixing forgot to wear a coat, and the wind came over, she closed her body subconsciously. On the first floor, she threw garbage and was about to turn around and walk back, a figure suddenly burst into her eyes. She froze slightly, and saw Tang Yuzheng standing a few meters away from her, staring at her coldly.

With that look, she could see some drumming in her heart. It seemed as if she had done something wrong, but she did not provoke him.

"You ..." Song Zhixing tentatively stepped closer to him and took the lead to say, "Why are you here? Are you looking for me?"

She was not quite sure.

"Yes. I came here just to ask you a word." Tang Yu's expression did not ease at all.

"What is it?"

"Last night, were those words that you said to your classmates a little guilty or sincere?" Tang Yu asked straight forward without turning a thousand times. The hands in his pockets tightened. There is no doubt that as long as she stands in front of herself today and utters the words 'is mad', the two of them will be irrelevant.

Song Zhixing was surprised. She never expected that Tang Yu would come here to ask her this question. There was a short blank in her head, and she didn't answer for a while.

Her silence made Tang Yu a bit angry. He took a step forward, pressing her eyes tightly, "Does this question make it so difficult for you to answer?"

"It's not difficult." Song Zhixing looked back and looked up at him. At that instant, I didn't know where the courage came. She squeezed her hands on her side, and then she said, "I'm not mad, everything I said to Tao last night was serious! I don't like She chases you and doesn't like you being chased by her. No, she hates it! "

Some words, once spoken, are like a gate being opened and cannot be closed at all. She stared persistently at Tang Yu, as if she wanted to tell all the heartfelt words of these years.

"Uncle, not only do you hate peaches chasing you, but I also hate you and other people ... 唔 ~~"

Song Zhixing's words weren't finished, and his lips were blocked by the man.

This kiss, Tang Yu kissed very heavily, blocking her lips like a sudden storm, and the warm tongue drove straight in, entangled with her tightly. As if this was not enough, and sucking heavily, as if to swallow her entire body to be satisfied. Song Zhixing was shocked by his violent and strong kiss, remembering that it was downstairs in the apartment, and was afraid of being discovered by other colleagues, she struggled subconsciously, but she did not expect Tang Yu to hold her two hands, and violently cut back behind her. go with. He stretched his fingers through her beautiful hair, wrapped her in her head, and pulled her closer to make the kiss deeper.

Song Zhixing no longer has reason, and indulge in the insanity he brought to himself. Under his breath, her body became softer and her breathing became more and more disordered. The hand behind him was cut back, and his hand was clenched tightly. In the palm of her hand, a fine layer of sweat came out, and the wetness permeated her blurred eyes.

This kiss, when Tang Yu's mobile phone rang loudly, he slowly retracted an inch. Song Zhixing was still leaning in his arms, panting loudly. The lips are bright red and slightly swollen, the eyelashes are trembling, and the eyes are full of confusing feelings. The whole body seemed to have just passed electricity, so weak it was untenable.

Tang Yu kissed himself ...

This time, it was not dreaming, but real.

Song Zhixing's heart is jumping. Tang Yu did not control her cell phone, but pinched her chin, and raised her misty face, "Aren't you trying to chase me?"

"Well." At this moment, she was so fascinated by him that she nodded stupidly.

Tang Yu was very satisfied with her answer, her expression eased, "then show some sincerity."

Song Zhixing nodded.

Tang Yu looked at her seriously, and then completely released her and took the mobile phone to connect. Du Hui's voice was anxious over there. Tang Yu said "um" twice and hung up.

He gave her a deep look, "I'm gone."

She was so confused and embarrassed that he took another look at it, and he might not be able to leave tonight. Release her and turn to go.

The temperature of the whole body receded, leaving only the coolness. Song Zhixing returned suddenly, almost instinctively reaching for the corner of his suit. Tang Yu looked back at her, she asked earnestly and poorly: "What do I have to do to be sincere?"

[The gap between the monthly passes above seems to be getting smaller and smaller, thank you all! ⊙v⊙ ~~ See if I do n’t write abuse, can I have more? You can also feel comfortable ~ Good night ~]