Good Morning, Mr. President!

"Chuchu, did you hear what I said?" Zhang Rong bitterly.

"What?" She had just gone away and was pulled back by her mother's cry.

"Follow me from him in the future! See you again!"

Zhao Chuning smiled bitterly, his voice fluttering, as if it would disappear at any time, "Isn't he about to get married soon? And ... he promised me, I won't linger on me anymore ... rest assured."

In the future ... There really is no future ...

It's good to have two **** swords. At least, each other will die.

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the other side.

When Song Zhixing woke up in the middle of the night to pour water on herself, when she turned on the lights, two people lay on the sofa, scaring her.

"Shh!" Tang Yu was awake a little, saw her, and sat upright. "It's me."

"You've drunk too much." Song Zhixing lowered his voice, lowered his glass and approached. Being able to smell the smell of alcohol everywhere made her little frown frown.

Tang Yu reached out to embrace her waist, hugged her, and buried her head above her.

Song Zhixing's heartbeat was extremely fast, his face flushed, and he pushed him, "Wu Shu is still there."

"It doesn't matter, he's already drunk."

"Then ... I'll go and pour you a cup of tea. You wake up and sober." Although Tang Yi was already drunk and unconscious, Song Zhixing was still guilty.

Tang Yu didn't force her, just let go of her hand and let her go. He reluctantly got up and lifted Tang Yi from the sofa. Tang Yi's lips fluttered, and he sighed grittyly and painfully, "Chuchu ..."

"neat……"

Those two murmurs, containing the sadness and sadness, were never seen by Tang Yu here in Tang Yi.

He was helpless, I'm afraid, the boy didn't even know when he was in deep affection.

He helped him to lie down in the room downstairs, grabbed the quilt and covered him.

Song Zhixing stood at the door with the water, "Second Uncle, what's wrong with Uncle Wu? Are you broken?"

"Um. He's asking for help. Don't worry about him." Tang Yu took the door and took the cup in her hand.

"Why are you asking for trouble?" She asked, looking up persistently.

"He obviously likes the other person, not only does he not admit it, but also constantly hurts her. This is called asking for help." Tang Yu leaned down and looked at the girl in front of him meaningfully. "

Song Zhixing was impressed. She bit her lip. "I don't learn, I'm not a coward. I went upstairs to sleep, so sleepy."

She finished yawning and pretending to be guilty.

However, before the yawn was finished, the man fell with an alcoholic kiss. The tip of her tongue was unhindered, and she reached between her lips and teeth, curling her dexterous tongue.

Song Zhixing hummed.

She didn't finish yawning!

Tang Yu hugged her and kissed her all the way. Go downstairs, kiss upstairs, and then enter the room.

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The next day.

When Zhao Chuning woke up, the mother in the room was not there, only the caregiver.

"Ms. Zhao, your mother went home early in the morning. She said she wanted to send her children to school. Then I brought you chicken soup."

"Okay." Zhao Chuning was distressed about her mother running around like this. I don't know when she will be discharged from the hospital.

She couldn't move while lying down, and she asked the caregiver to help her turn on the TV. The channel opened was an entertainment station, and it was not expected that the news of the Tang family would be everywhere. Immediately it was Tang Yi's wedding, and almost everyone in the Tang family returned to Jucheng this time. This is a rare feast, so the media has not missed such a good interview opportunity.

His wedding scene has been set up today.

On the television, the upcoming century wedding scenes are repeatedly broadcast. Even the list of objects has an estimate of how much it will cost.

Zhao Chuning looked at it and wanted to change channels.

On the one hand, the caregiver saw it with interest, and also explained: "This is the marriage between the five grandfathers of the Tang family and the Mo family, the day after tomorrow is a wedding, and it will be broadcast live! It will be very grand, right?"

Zhao Chuning said nothing.

I just feel that my wounds are hurting.

"Mr. Tang is so handsome!" The caregiver didn't notice it, still sighing. "However, Miss Mo is also very beautiful. The two of them are right at home, and they look good together."

"Can you help me see the medicine? Is it dripping too fast, it seems a little painful." Zhao Chuning finally spoke.

The caregiver quickly looked away from the TV, looked up at the eye pill bottle, and said, "It's not dripping fast, and this medicine is not a painful medicine. If you feel uncomfortable, I will slow you down a bit."

"Okay." Zhao Chuning glanced at the screen. "Can you change channels? I want to see the actual news."

"Oh, okay." The caregiver always felt that she was quite wrong. After changing the platform, she said, "If you are uncomfortable, you must speak. I will let the doctor come to see."

"It's okay, I feel much more comfortable now." She reluctantly adjusted her sleeping position.

Just then the door of the ward was knocked. Zhao Chuning thought her mother was here, and asked to come in.

However, the person who appeared at the door surprised her for a moment, and then looked dark, "Why are you here?"

It wasn't anyone else but Gu Shaocheng. He held fruit in his hand and held flowers.

Gu Shaocheng looked at the nurse and motioned for her to go out first. The caregiver looked at Zhao Chuning again, and Zhao Chuning nodded slightly: "You go out first, I'll ring the bell if something happens."

Gu Shaocheng put the fruit on the bed, and looked at her after the flower was inserted. She was guilty. "Doesn't it hurt?"

Zhao Chuning and Gu Shaocheng were not familiar with this. She didn't know how to answer the question, and only asked: "Are you looking for something?"

"Actually ... I was brought by Brother Wu."

Hearing those two words, Zhao Chuning had a little faintness on his face, "I want to sleep now."

"Brother Wu called me last night and said it was for me to understand your situation. Although I haven't met Wu Brother yet, but I can feel it, he feels very distressed. Call me last night His voice was dumb when I was there. I have never seen him like this. "

"Mr. Gu, I'm really sleepy." Zhao Chuning's voice was a little unstable.

"Don't blame Brother Wu. It's my fault. Really, if you want to blame, blame me. My brother Wu has a bad temper, but he really likes you."

Zhao Chuning turned his face to the other side without paying attention to Shaocheng. She couldn't understand the meaning of Gu Shaocheng's words, how could it be his fault?

"During the evening yesterday, didn't I see you and Cheng Ye together? I didn't know which one was crazy, so I gave you a photo of your date ..."

"Cheng Ye and I ... we just went shopping together." Zhao Chuning explained helplessly.

"Yes, yes, it's not a date, it's shopping." Gu Shaocheng followed her words and said, "In short, I sent my two brothers a photo of my kiss."

"... I didn't even kiss him."