Good Morning, Mr. President!

"This is your second timeout in three months, and now your credibility with me has been reduced to '0'."

Oops.

"It's nothing but three, you give me another chance, I promise!" She raised her hands, her face serious.

Tang Yu looked at the firmness and persistence on her small face. Knowing that she is passionate about her career, in the end, she can't bear it. Taking a step back, "When this case is busy, you apply for a suspension of employment."

Song Zhixing knew this was Tang Yu's last concession. She didn't dare to make an inch, and immediately nodded smartly. "That's the way to go."

She was in a good mood and kissed Tang Yu's cheek. Tang Yu's face immediately improved. A deep glance at her before slowly starting the car again.

Both of them, this mode of getting along is very good now. Maybe after three years of separation, he will no longer forcefully arrange everything for her, as he has done in the past, and will be much softer for her. And she is no longer like the past, but only knows how to fight him and run rampant. She started to learn cleverly, knowing what to do with him. Coquettish, please, kiss, and even, a little bit more violently, occasionally seduced.

However, the lure of these three months was an ordeal to him. Because of the repeated instructions from doctors and Lao Liu, three months ago, she must not mess around with pregnant women. So he kept refusing. But a goblin just thought it was interesting to slap him so much that he couldn't bear the beastly hair several times. Therefore, these 90 days he counts down every day.

For the first time in three months, it was so long for him.

That night, Song Zhixing was unprepared and expected that he would not dare to treat himself, so, as usual, wet his hair and wrapped in a towel and came out. As a result, Tang Yu was put into bed as soon as he came out, and the towel was thrown to the ground.

"Hey ~ what do you want to do?" She was like a little white rabbit, a stripped little white rabbit, with her hands against his healthy chest. Immediately after taking a shower, the body is endlessly fragrant and suffocated with hot water. The little blush is very charming.

Tang Yu looked more and more excited, "What do you say?"

"... I think you want to eat people." The fire in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"You feel right." Tang Yu held her with both hands, raised her head above her head, her gaze glanced over her face, and then fell on the pink breast, "Just start eating from here!"

He finished talking and leaned down.

She groaned, her body hot and soft. A few months of abstinence have made each other's bodies extremely sensitive.

Although Tang Yu was determined to take her seriously, when she really started, she was careful and full of pity, for she was really hurt. She lay under him and could feel that he was avoiding pressing himself all the way, so almost all his weight was on his arm. He was restrained, not too tricky, and not violent.

After a enthusiastic love, Song Zhixing slumped in his arms, for a long while, his breath was still uneven.

He hugged her, opened her wet hair and asked, worried, "How about it, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No." Song Zhixing shook his head. Actually ... it's not only uncomfortable, but also very comfortable. However, she was embarrassed to say this. He only clasped his neck tighter with both hands.

The love he just had made him physically satisfied like never before, and now she was in her arms, and his heart was full.

The big palm, on her lower abdomen with a slight bulge, caressed gently.

"Tomorrow, I'm going on a business trip." Tang Yu whispered. She clenched her hand tightly and held it against her belly.

Song Zhixing looked up at him, "I haven't heard you before."

"Just made a decision."

Song Zhixing has no mouth, but before he leaves, his heart is reluctant.

Tang Yu smiled at her reaction, "Can't bear it?"

"..." She said nothing. He just opened his mouth and rested on his shoulder.

Tang Yu laughed, "If you can't bear it, it's very simple-you give up your work and go with me, huh? I'll let Du Hui book a ticket for you."

"Just don't." Song Zhixing moved away from his shoulder. "Who said I couldn't bear you? You didn't want me, I don't want you."

"Really?" Tang Yu's eyes looked at her inquiringly.

She was afraid of being seen through him, and she simply turned around. "No."

Tang Yu held her back again, covered her lips, and kissed deeply. Both were kissed with some breathing instability, and he looked at her condescendingly, "Are you reluctant? Huh?"

"... No." The more he asked, the more she teased him. Sure enough, Tang Yu kissed punitively again. This time, the kiss didn't just stop on the lips, all the way down, but also on the skin.

He asked again, and she still shook her head.

As a result, his kisses became more and more presumptuous, and he continued to kiss all the way, trying to force her more love.

Song Zhixing squeezed the sheets under him with both hands, and the sweat from his palms had already wet the sheets. Amused and worshipped by his dexterous tongue, she almost cried, and eventually nodded again and again, his voice broken back, "Reluctant."

"Really?"

"Really. It's true ..." Her expression was broken, her face full of confusion.

That look made Tang Yushi uncontrollable.

He rolled over, hugged her to his body, and let her ride on his waist. Song Zhixing leaned down, his hair was brushing against his chest, and itching, numbness felt like he was going to brush into his heart. She was sitting on him, and she could feel that the hot things were strongly against her. The two are still facing each other naked, the hotness is becoming more and more obvious. Her heart was trembling.

His eyes were also hot, and he opened the hair on her cheek, revealing her small, confused face, "Stars, can I withstand the second time?"

Song Zhixing had a dry mouth, licked his lips, and finally, shyly and boldly bowed his head: "Well, it should ... it doesn't matter ..."

"So, come by yourself?" Tang Yu looked at her with encouragement.

Song Zhixing shuddered all over his body, his eyelashes shaking like flying butterflies. With his encouragement, she blushed and nodded, "OK."

Not only did she want him to take the initiative, she also wanted to take the initiative to make him happy.

Song Zhixing leaned down and kissed his lips. Learn what he just said, kiss from inch to inch.

That night.

In the villa, the rough gasping of men and the moaning and groaning of women were intertwined and echoed, playing the most beautiful music.

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