Good Morning, Mr. President!

Zhao Chuning couldn't even breathe. I just felt that a heart was soaked in the cold pool, and it was suffocating, and it was so cold that it made people tremble. The hand, resting on the steering wheel, shook his fingertips several times and failed to press the start button.

"Chu Chu, I tell you, this kind of person will never be seen again! It's too bullying!" Zhang Rong finally spoke, angry. "He just likes to get rid of adult girls' stomachs? The other woman is pregnant. It ’s better. I came to propose marriage to you! I thought we women were so bullied. It ’s up to him to do whatever he wants. You say that you always looked at him as an irresponsible man. ? "

Zhao Chuning pursed his lips with white lips, trying to say anything, but after all, he couldn't say a word.

His eyes were sore and looked at the front, only the whiteness in front of him. The lingering and ingrained kiss before he left last night, in retrospect at the moment, it was as if he had a dream.

"Mom, you sit down, I'll go to ... give Mimi a schoolbag." She sat dead for a long time and finally found her voice. But the complete sentence was broken once before it was said to be complete.

Zhang Rong was uncomfortable. She felt that her daughter had been bullied. She wanted to scold her for a while, but she saw that the daughter around her was dejected and knew that she was even more uncomfortable.

Zhao Chuning started the car and drove towards the school. She worked very hard to stay focused.

The phone on the side is constantly shaking.

Zhao Chuning gave a subconscious glance. The number on the screen made her blink, and a thin layer of mist oozed from her eyelashes. But she just lifted her chin and swallowed the sourness, so she didn't look away and thought it was gone.

Zhang Rong sighed.

"Chuchu, don't you be sad. What kind of man is there in the world? You can't ask for rich sons like them. How can they know to cherish it? Look, just now, this little uncle and sister-in-law have got together. The relationship is so chaotic. "

"Mom, please help me turn off my cell phone." Zhao Chuning drove and talked, not answering what she had just said.

Zhang Rong glanced at her and turned her hands off.

She drove to Mimi's school.

"Mom, you'll just wait for me in the car. I'll get the schoolbag for the child."

When she talked, nothing seemed to be the same, but Zhang Rong knew her best. Don't worry, take off the seat belt, "I'll go with you."

"Don't. You have to climb the stairs. You can't carry it. Besides, it's quite cold outside." Zhao Chuning took the old woman by the arms and took a scarf to wrap herself.

Without waiting for the old lady to say anything, she pushed the door of the car and went down.

"Schoolbag! Schoolbag!" The old lady reminded in the car.

She seemed to be returning to God and turned around to pack her schoolbag.

There is heating in the car, but there is bitter cold wind outside. Hot and cold, she shivered tremblingly, but she was much awake.

Actually, she has nothing to sad. But everything is back to the original point.

What he said last night about marrying herself, she just listened to the joke.

But she took it seriously last night.

Therefore, at this moment, it will be so uncomfortable.

She carried her schoolbag and thoughtfully walked to the child's classroom. Everyone is now in class. The whole school is quiet and there is only the sound of whistling in the ears.

Halfway through, she stopped suddenly. At this moment, Tang Yi is standing downstairs from the primary school. When she saw him, he looked at her. With four eyes facing each other, Zhao Chuning's breathing was screened, and the sourness in the cavity was surging. Probably because of the wind, her eyes were astringent and painful.

Taking a deep breath, she rolled her scarf tighter and walked towards the elementary school building. As if he hadn't seen him, look away slightly.

This woman, at this moment, is quite wrong.

Before she could walk towards herself, Tang Yi stepped forward to her.

She subconsciously avoided him. Tang Yi raised her hand, clasped her back with her five fingers, and raised her face.

"Tang Yi!" Zhao Chuning held back, calling frowningly. Because this is a quiet campus, she kept her voice down as much as possible, but the unhappy mood in the tone was clearly scored.

"Why didn't you answer my call?" He asked softly.

"Let me go." Zhao Chuning didn't answer, just scratched his hand. However, her strength was not enough to shake the slightest.

His **** eyes narrowed and he looked at her. It was obvious to see a layer of dark circles under her eyes. The strength of his hands was loosened, and his face was a little softened.

"You let go of me first."

Tang Yi not only did not let go, but instead tightened his arms and held her towards herself. Zhao Chuning took a deep breath and reminded: "Tang Yi, here is the school!"

"Rest assured, the classroom windows are all closed." To prevent students from being distracted, frosted glass is installed in the school. It is such a big winter again, and the windows of each classroom are tightly closed.

He moved his five fingers away from her back of the head and landed on her delicate little face, his fingertips rubbing lightly on her delicate skin. His eyes were fixed on her eyes, his eyes were deep and complicated, like a whirlpool that could make people indulge. Zhao Chuning heard his **** voice whisper, "I didn't sleep well last night."

This Tang Yi is full of his peculiar spirit throughout his body. However, without the brutality and brutality of the past, it exudes a softness like never before. In this way, he is full of temptation, and can easily drag people into the bottomless abyss.

Zhao Chuning's eyelashes trembled, his heart became sour and bitter, and his astringency became sore.

At the bottom of my heart, there are fluctuations.

She clasped Tang Yi's hand. Her palms were cold, but his palms were hot.

Taking his hand off her face, her small face gradually cooled down. "I'll make it clear to Mimi when I return tonight."

Tang Yining stared at her, her repeated indifference finally made him lose patience, his face softly dissipated, and he asked coldly, "tell me clearly?"

"You won't marry me."

"When did I say this?" Tang Yi sank. Restoring that high tone, Ling Ren's eyes stared at her.

"To be precise, I won't marry you." She said it again, every word was very clear. Hold the schoolbag in your hand. Fingertips poke into the meat.

Tang Yiyi laughed, "Last night said that I lack love, it seems that it is you who lack love. You have to love you to marry you. Huh?"

"I'm going advanced." Zhao Chuning didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, and turned to leave.

Looking at the back, Tang Yi frowned. An inscrutable impulse suddenly swept across, hitting his chest fiercely. As if to have a lot to say, he clasped her elbow and pulled her back, "Zhao Chuning, if, I mean if, I love ..."