Good Morning, Mr. President!

She was hugging the pillow and curled up in his bed like a child. She wears too little, and this pose looks too tempting.

Tang Wei felt headache.

It is right to go out to the hospital to find her tonight. Otherwise, I don't know what to do with her.

But it didn't seem wise to take her home.

He overestimated his restraint a bit.

"Asleep again?" He approached, sat down along the bed and talked to her.

"Oh ~" She responded lazily, holding the pillow and turning towards him, her face deeply buried in his pillow.

This way, he is coquettish at him.

Tang Wei was so emotional that he couldn't bear her like this before. As long as she was coquettish, he couldn't even take the stars from the sky and hold them in front of her.

His heart was surging again, but his calmness remained on his face. "Get up and take a bath."

Shang Shiyu finally lowered his pillow, sat up, and stared at him with blurry eyes. He hadn't said anything yet, she suddenly clenched his hands to his neck.

Tang Wei looked so tight that she would pull away her hand, her stubborn clenched tighter. As soon as the two men came and went, they fell on the bed together.

She was lying on a silver-gray bed sheet, her black hair spread out, her red face exuding a fatal temptation.

Tang Wei held her hands on her sides and looked at her from top to bottom. Breathing, chaos; the calmness in his eyes gradually dissipated.

She looked at him deeply and raised her hand to touch his face. The lines on his face were very tight, and before her fingertips had touched him, he had relentlessly turned away.

Her fingers were embarrassedly stiff in the air, only touching the cold air.

The tears in her eyes, like pearls with broken threads, finally could not bear to flow down, and soon, soaked the sheets.

She choked, "Tang Wei, tell me, what should I do to be as ruthless as you, okay?"

"Do you know that now every extra day I have become tormented? I even imagined that it would be better to go away suddenly and leave this world, so that there would be no pain ..."

This sentence pierced Tang Wei's nerves. It hurt so badly that it passed through his eyes.

"You don't talk nonsense!" He looked more serious than ever, "You are still so young, every day in the future is alive and hopeful. Only if you really have the right to live, are you qualified to embrace you What you want! "

Without reaching the end of life, no one will understand the pain of wanting to embrace but not even daring to reach out.

People whose lives are about to be lost are not qualified to give people any promises and hopes. Especially, that person is the love of your life.

Shang Shiyu wrapped his neck in pain. "But, I don't want anything, I only want you. What I want most is you ..."

She finished crying and raised her head to touch his lips. He didn't hide, she boldly covered his lips and sucked deeply.

"Shangshang ..." Tang Wei's breathing was unstable, and she clasped her thin arms, trying to interrupt it all.

Shang Shiyu just wanted to get closer to him, closer. She rolled over and pressed Tang Wei under her, and she rode on his waist.

"You're making a mess again." He couldn't help her.

"I didn't make a fool!" She retorted loudly, struggling with both hands, to pull his shirt. He remembered the tattoo on his chest, clasped her hand firmly, and gasped, "No noise."

Shang Shiyu couldn't fight him, gave up pulling his clothes, and lowered his hands, and tossed away his belt without hesitation.

Tang Wei took a breath and tightened his body to the extreme. Looking at her eyes, she became confused.

She is proud of being a bad boy who has not learned a lesson.

Tang Wei groaned, and finally all restraint and calmness were choked by her. He clasped her slender arm, dragged her down, took the initiative, and kissed her soft lips deeply.

Like instilling all the depressed emotions in this kiss, he kissed heavily and fiercely, not at all like his usual graceful appearance, but like a long-hungry beast.

This kiss made Shang Shiyu ecstatic. She likes him to kiss herself like this, even if his lips are broken. Only this pain made her feel real. Let her know that she is at least alive, not the existence of the walking dead in this world.

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His kisses lingered all the way from her chest, to her neck, to her collarbone, and then passed through her chest.

Shang Shiyu's entire body melted. She was picked up by him, and placed on the desk by the window. She pulled off her shorts and threw it on the carpet.

He gave her a fierce foreplay, and her body was already as slippery as he was. However, he didn't really want him.

Shang Shiyu bit his shoulder, the implication could not be more clear.

He wanted to satisfy her, and thrust his finger into her most sensitive place. She crunched, crying like a child, "I don't want this, I don't want this ..."

"It hurts?" Tang Wei was afraid he would hurt her and stopped.

They used to live together, but he kept restraining, maintaining manners, and never really wanted her. He thought that in the past three years, her body should not belong to any other man.

"I want you, Tang Wei, I want you ..." She begged for joy. She thought that she must be lowly now. However, in the face of this love, she had lost her dignity.

Tang Wei was so stretched that he felt pain. The woman whom she loves most and only loves actively seeks for love, and his calmness approaches collapse.

However, he just clasped her arm and clenched his voice reasonably. "No. Shang Shang, I can make you happy, but we can't do the last step."