Good Morning, Mr. President!

"I'm the only one who is willing to cook for you without collecting money, so you can't cherish it. Will I have less meat without bullying me?"

Tang Yi didn't say anything, but stood on the glass platform and stood between her legs, watching her from top to bottom. His eyes were deep, under the light, like the quiet and far-reaching night sky. From his eyes, Zhao Chuning could clearly see that his own figure was stuck in the bottom of his eyes. For a moment she seemed to be immobilized without moving. When the smell came out of his nose, he returned to God and pushed him quickly. "The dish is burnt."

She said, going down the glass floor. Tang Yi clasped her thigh with one hand and fastened it, but did not let her down. The sharp and skilful hand turned the fire off.

Zhao Chuning stared at him with a tight breath, clear eyes in his eyes. I thought he wanted to do something to himself here--this man always does what he likes to do that kind of thing, and never cares about her wishes, regardless of the occasion. As she was about to wave the spatula and wave him back, she heard him suddenly say, "Mimi came to me tonight, please take care of me."

Zhao Chuning just looked at him with a questioning look and waited for the rest.

"She asked me to marry you."

"..." After a short while, Zhao Chuning said, "The child doesn't understand anything. You don't need to take her words seriously, I don't ..."

"I promised."

"I didn't mean it ... huh? What did you say?" Zhao Chuning wanted to complete the sentence, but after speaking a word, he paused. Some looked at Tang Yi stupidly. Just now, did she have a hallucination?

"I've promised her." Tang Yi repeated this sentence, pointing at evil spirits and provoking her chin. Slightly leaning down, the face of Juejun was approaching her face inch by inch. When the noses of two people were about to touch him, his thin lips were raised, "I plan to marry you."

"..." Zhao Chuning was shocked several times. The eyelashes fanned and the lips moved a few times before squeezing a few words out of the throat. "For ... Mimi?"

"That's right."

Zhao Chuning thought he was too absurd.

"Tang Yi, this is ..." Take the marriage as a joke. Can brides say change? Moreover, he did not come to ask her opinion, but to inform.

"I don't want to hear any refusal now. If you refuse, you can keep it for your daughter." Tang Yi cut off her words directly. Holding her chin's fingers slowly rubbing on her face, the wonderful touch made him feel a little uneasy. He whispered: "Anyway, I don't like Mo Liangyan, and she doesn't like me. Marrying you will not only fulfill her, but also please the little girl. It's a killer and it's more cost-effective. No? "

"..." It's him!

As a client, she was the one who did not need to think about feelings or ask opinions.

She took his hand away and gave him a grimace. "You like or dislike Miss Mo. It is your business to marry or not to marry her. However, it is my business to marry or not to marry you. You can use marriage as a drama, and I am not with you. you play."

She finished speaking, pushed Tang Yi away, and got off the glass platform. Discard the simmered vegetables in the pot.

Tang Yi stood by and looked at her, could not help thinking of what he had just said at Tang Yu. Yourself ... love her? But how does it feel to love someone? He thinks he has never loved anyone.

He took a step back and tightened her, "What kind of man would you like to marry? Cheng Ye?"

Zhao Chuning's action stopped. She looked at Tang Yi. "Cheng Ye is indeed more suitable than you."

His eyes narrowed, and his breath shot out, really scary. Zhao Chuning felt a moment in his heart and clenched his rice spoon, but he slowly said, "Tang Yi, I'm not Miss Mo. It's impossible to endure a man who doesn't love himself as his husband. The man I want to marry, he can be better If you are tall, you can be less handsome than you, and even he can be destitute ... "

He sneered, disdainful of her remarks, "You have a very low demand."

She can accept a man of that condition, but she can't accept herself. Isn't it to embarrass him to humiliate him?

"Is the requirement low? However, you can't do such a request." Zhao Chuning raised his head, facing his sneer's gaze, a bit lonely but firm, "Tang Yi, my only requirement is that he at least Love me. I don't want me to be a humble beggar in my future marriage, begging my husband for love. "

It seems understandable that she sincerely expects a love. Looking at the expectation and loneliness in his eyes, he could see clearly.

With thin lips, he throbbed a few times, and he eagerly wanted to blurt out something. However, in the end, a trace of pride stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

Zhao Chuning looked at him, and his final silence made her eyes dim.

She actually expected something.

He made an overbearing marriage proposal, but she was courting it secretly. However, until this moment, it is still beyond hope.

"Let's eat first, and it will be cold if you don't want to eat anymore." She took back her heart, served two bowls of rice, and passed it to him. "Go to the hall. Take out the chopsticks, and the chopsticks are there."

She didn't look at him, she just pointed her finger.

Tang Yi stood there holding a bowl, looking at chopsticks, and then at her wearing an apron. It was only natural that she directed him like this. Moreover, no one dared to drive him so. Tang Yi suddenly felt that this seemed to be the real life.

Normally, he lives alone in a hotel. The feeling of loneliness is like being abandoned by the world and isolated from the world. One day, even if he died there, the first thing he discovered would be the hotel butler, not any relative.

Moreover, at this moment, he was still guilty of being cheap, and it was not bad to be sent by a woman.

Seeing that Tang Yiba didn't move for a long time, Zhao Chuning thought that the young master was unwilling to do this and opened the disinfection cabinet to prepare his own chopsticks. However, before touching the chopsticks, he had been taken away by one hand.

She retracted her hand and looked up, only to see Tang Yi walking out of the kitchen.

Zhao Chuning looked at it, thinking that those words he had just said about marrying him, his heartbeat was still unconsciously disturbed. But a little bitterness comes along.

She used to think that this man was a man who didn't know how to love, but since he met Mimi, she knew that he knew it, and he was willing to devote all his efforts to coax each other.

His tenderness, his patience, can give to those he loves.

She never got it, probably, just because she wasn't in the category of the one he loved.

That's it.