Good Morning, Mr. President!

Her eyes burned, her body became hot, and she dragged a hint of reason, pushing him, "Tang Yi, don't ..."

Tang Yi gasped heavily, her red eyes fixed on her. The desire under my eyes seemed to burn her. Even in the dark room, it was unusually bright, shining with animal light. Zhao Chuning swallowed dryly. She thought that Tang Yi would not let himself go, but he just let out a few breaths, and loosened her, turning over and getting out of bed.

The heat spread and he stepped out of the room. Zhao Chuning was soft on the bed. For a long time, his breathing was still chaotic.

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All night, until she fell asleep, Tang Yi didn't push in the door again. Her tight body slowly relaxed, and she couldn't resist the coming of her pajamas, and she finally fell asleep.

The next day.

Early in the morning, I was woken up by my phone's alarm bell. The unfamiliar room gave her a moment of nagging, and when she returned, she remembered that she was lying in Tang Yi's room. Looking subconsciously, your position is empty. Moreover, it was cold.

It looks like he never came in after leaving last night.

She got up, walked out of the second bedroom, and walked towards the master bedroom. It was supposed that Tang Yi was sleeping with Mimi last night, but when he came to the hall, he found that he was sleeping on the sofa sideways.

The leather sofa is not very wide. He has long hands and feet, and he must not be comfortable sleeping on it. He just turned his back on her, but Zhao Chuning couldn't see his expression at the moment.

She groaned for a moment, still walked lightly, picked up the thin blanket that fell to the floor, and lay it on him at will. When I stood up, I was attracted by a red wedding invitation on the coffee table. She took a moment's nap, and wanted to pick it up, but her outstretched hand finally closed it, but turned to the master bedroom.

Xiao Yimi was still sleeping, and she slept soundly, holding her little sheep doll all night without loose.

Zhao Chuning pulled the doll away before she moved.

"It's time to get up." Zhao Chuning brought her sweater and cotton coat and took her out of the quilt.

The child was lazily lying on her shoulders, her little arms around her neck, softly coquettish: "Mum ..."

"Do you wear it yourself, or does Mommy help you?"

Xiao Yimi's eyes had not been opened, but she just held up her two hands in a hurry. Zhao Chuning helped her put on a pullover and then a cotton coat.

When buckle the button, Xiao Yimi was finally awake. Little head looked around and asked, "What about uncle?"

"Asleep."

"Where did you sleep?"

"On the sofa outside." Zhao Chuning buttoned her. "Mimi, don't bother your uncle in the future."

Xiao Yimi blinked and looked at her, "But I can see that my uncle didn't hate me."

"He doesn't hate you, and he likes you very much." Zhao Chuning told the truth.

"Isn't it?" Xiao Yimi was particularly happy, her chin was raised, her eyes were bright, "I also think my uncle likes me very much."

"Like to love. Uncle will marry someone soon." Zhao Chuning paused for a moment. "In the future ... he will have his own child. If you come to your uncle again, it will only cause him inconvenience."

Her words let the bright light in Xiao Yimi's eyes dissipate. She stood on the bed and looked at Zhao Chuning, who was sitting on the bed, "Mum, my uncle married another aunt, and can no longer be my father's land, right?"

"of course."

Xiao Yimi was silent, suddenly as if she had lost her spirit, she lay on her shoulders all the time and never said a word.

Zhao Chuning himself also changed his clothes. Tang Yi was still asleep on the sofa when he was holding the child out. She had originally wanted him to wake up and open the door, but before speaking, the housekeeper had come in from the outside.

This was the second time I saw Zhao Chuning and the child in her arms, so I was not too surprised. It was just that she couldn't figure out how this little five grandfather of the Tang family was about to get married soon, how could he still be confused with a woman who had given birth to a child.

After Zhao Chuning nodded slightly at the other side, he said nothing and took the child out. Xiao Yimi lay on her shoulders weakly and asked with a sigh of breath: "Shall we not say goodbye to my uncle?"

"Uncle is still asleep, don't bother."

"But ... I don't know when I will see my uncle next time."

When hearing the child's reluctance, Zhao Chuning twisted in his heart. Even if she is willing to let their father and daughter meet again, he will not be suitable in the future.

"But fortunately, I have my uncle's number! If I miss my uncle in the future, I will call my uncle."

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Zhao Chuning first sent her child to school, bought her milk and eggs for breakfast and brought them to school. When I walked out of the school, I remembered something and called Cheng Yi.

"Mr. Cheng, I want to ask you something."

Cheng Yi said: "Let's talk face to face. I happen to go to your company in a while, and your manager Tian has made an appointment with me."

It is naturally good to ask in person. Zhao Chuning also said no more, hung up the phone and drove to the company.

When I arrived at the company, I didn't expect Cheng Cheng to have arrived.

Two people came out of the garage together. The company is not a place to speak, so when walking to the garden at the foot of the office building, Zhao Chuning stopped.

"Did you have breakfast?" Cheng Yan asked her with a smile.

Zhao Chuning nodded. In the early morning of winter, it was very cold. Cheng Shun Shun took off the scarf around her neck and put it on her neck. She wanted to avoid it subconsciously. The smile on Cheng Ye's face didn't change at all, but he said in a hurry: "When I just came over, I saw Mr. Tang's car parked on the side of the road. If I didn't guess wrong If so, he should be sitting in the car and watching us both now. "

Zhao Chuning was surprised, "You mean, Tang Yi?"

She instinctively searched with a sideways look, Cheng Ye raised her hand and held her face, preventing her movements from being traced. She lashed her eyelashes. In the eyes, the man smiled deeper. "You look at it now, doesn't he know we're talking about him?"

Zhao Chuning was a bit foolish. How could he come? Is it just passing by, or ...

Thinking of this, she stopped her thoughts and did not try to glance again. Just taking Cheng Ye's hand off his face, compared with Cheng Ye's warm smile, her attitude is a bit alienated.

"Tang Yi mistakenly thought that Xiaomi was yours." Zhao Chuning said, "He is not a person who can just believe one word."

"He really isn't, so when you told him that the child was only four years old, he immediately asked someone to go to your town of Yuanhe and the hospital where you were delivered."

"So how ...?" Zhao Chuning looked at Cheng Yi's meaningful expression, "Did you ... use any method?"