Good Morning, Mr. President!

Zhao Chuning leaned his head on his arm.

Tang Yi drove his car, and he was a bit distracted. The eyes fell unconsciously on the woman's drunken face. The light and shadow ran across her face, her eyelashes gently fanned, and the falling light and shadow shattered like feathers on his heart, a little itchy.

He looked at her for a while, her for a while, and Xiao Yimi for a while, and Cheng Ye's figure passing by for a while, and his expression was complicated, and his eyes began to show some loneliness.

When the two of them broke up for a year, she gave birth to Cheng Yi? How much did she love Cheng Cheng, so she was willing to be a single mother, and gave birth to that child? If he really loves that, how could he not let him recognize his child so far?

All questions have no answers. Just the more I think, the more I feel strange.

He looked away from her face and fell on the road ahead. He didn't look at her any more, leaving her to rest on her arm.

Took her phone and called her. She only said that her mummy had set foot on him and coaxed Xiaomi to sleep.

Hanging up the phone, thinking of the child's sweet voice, even more lonely.

The car drove to the sailing hotel. He gave the key to the doorman and hugged her and got out of the car. She fell asleep, did not wake up, and hugged him directly into the hotel room.

She drank too much alcohol and had too much alcohol. Tang Yi had a slight cleanliness habit and could not stand the smell. He threw her into the bathtub and then took off her clothes.

In toss, Zhao Chuning woke up.

Drunk. But I still know what Tang Yi's hand is doing on her.

She was annoyed and saved her shirt.

"Rogue ..." she scolded, holding one button tightly on her shirt and pushing his hand on the other.

The petite and smoky look was really cute and seductive. Tang Yi was scolded and rejected with no temper. There was a rare smile on the corner of her lips, and she only said, "Let go."

She didn't listen, took a breath, and stood up from the bathtub. However, she was too drunk, and slipped in the bathtub. She got up sharply, didn't stand on her feet, and fell backwards. She was pale and frightened, her hands fluttered wildly in the air, and she grabbed Tang Yi's arm with one hand, as if she had grasped a savior, and her grip was not loose. As a result, not only did he not stand still, he even tangled into the bathtub with Tang Yi's tall body.

She fell in the water, Tang Yi pounced on her, and the whole person was crushed on her.

Maybe it was hot water and maybe the effect of alcohol. Her face was red and charming like a rose that could drip water. However, at this moment, the back of the head was smashed heavily, almost to a concussion.

Her little face curled up, and she covered her back subconsciously. The next moment, Tang Yi had dragged her out of the water, and the two sat face to face in the bathtub. His big palm replaced her on the back of the bag that had been scooped up.

"It hurts ..." Zhao Chuning snorted and grabbed his hand.

Tang Yi grabbed her, pressed her wet face against her shoulders, and rubbed her back with no effort. She was wheezing with pain, it seemed that his movements had the effect of relieving the pain. After a while, she was quieter.

Tang Yi froze, "I'm not drunk yet when I'm drunk."

Zhao Chuning buried his face on his shoulder for a long time, but he silently rubbed it, as if enjoying the feeling, Tang Yi also calmed down.

In this atmosphere, I couldn't tell what it was like, but it made him feel at ease and made him a little fascinated.

Zhao Chuning's hand dragged his wet shirt and his fingers tightened, "Tang Yi, what happened to you, why are you hospitalized?"

Tang Yi heard her ask this question again, and raised her lips. Holding her back, she pulled her off her shoulders, raised her chin, and let her stare at herself blindly, "Are you worried about me?"

"Whether heavy or not?" Zhao Chuning didn't reply directly, but just asked again. She thought that what Liu had said should be false. He did look weaker, but it should not be so serious that Liu needed the consultation of all experts and professors in the whole city. Otherwise, he would not be here at the moment. Must have been lying in the hospital.

"I look like I'm very sick?"

She shook her head. "Not like it. But ..."

Her hand touched him twice and landed on his chest. She looked up at him with hazy eyes. "Tang Yi, you're thin."

Tang Yi was shocked and locked her eyes tightly.

"Then let you see, I'm not sick." The evil words murmured. The next moment, he suddenly leaned down and kissed her lips. Suddenly blocking her lips, she was a bit difficult to breathe, struggled, and failed to break away, but he took the opportunity to kiss deeper and harder.

She was drunk, she was confused, and now was kissed by hypoxia, she couldn't think about anything at all, only knowing that his kiss gradually made her feel comfortable.

Slowly, the body became softer.

He squeaked, his teeth opened, and he got in, hooked his tongue and tangled with him. She was so soft that she couldn't hold it, and Tang Yi held it up, leaning on the edge of the bathtub, her big palm fell on her waist, and he was ambiguous.

She couldn't bear it and arched forward. Tang Yi was breathing a lot harder. He couldn't bear seeing her in the restaurant before, but now she looked even more sore.

Unbearable, she simply took her out of the bathtub. Both were soaked. He held her hips and hugged her to the shower. The hot water rushed down from the top of her head, and she made a sound of ‘唔’ which she was not comfortable with, and then he covered her lips and kissed him.

Tang Yi's body was already stretched to the extreme.

Zhao Chuning seemed to be in a dream, his body was like stepping on a cloud, and he couldn't think about anything. All I know is that a person hangs on Tang Yi, his body is separated, and then he is strongly captured by a large-sized hot object.

At the moment he entered, although she was not sufficiently conscious, her body seemed to clearly remember the last incident of violence by him, her body was tight and she went straight back.

Tang Yi held her hips and pulled her back. She opened her eyelids and groaned crying. "It hurts, don't come in ..."

"It's already in." Tang Yi's voice was dumb. He panted, letting her against the wall, cooing in a low voice, "Be nice, I don't hurt you ..."

Zhao Chuning was a little stunned.

She looked at the man in front of her, as if she had gone back a long time. For their first time, he coaxed her like now. She thought for a moment, her eyes were a little blurred.

Tang Yi looked at her in front of her, watching the emotions on her face fluctuate, as if what was shaking her heart. There was a little tenderness on her face, and the movements that occupied her body did not consciously slow down, and she was much softer.

Her original taut body also relaxed.