Good Morning, Mr. President!

Jing Yu had seen Jing Rong from the hospital, and it was already evening when he returned. She was so down, she didn't even have dinner, and went straight back to her bedroom.

Yu Zeyao had an important and irresistible itinerary. When he returned, it was already late at night.

The steward hurried out to greet, "Good evening, sir."

"Is she asleep?" Yu Zeyao asked.

"Ms. Jing has been in the room since she came back. She hasn't been down. She didn't eat dinner."

"I see." Yu Zeyao glanced upstairs, his brows frowned slightly. She can't always abuse her stomach like that.

"Let the kitchen prepare a simple, digestible meal and bring it in a while."

When he had finished, he stepped upstairs.

Go back to your room, take a shower, and change clothes before going to the bedroom next door. She locked herself in the room from the outside and couldn't open. Yu Zeyao ordered his servant to pick up the key and then opened the door smoothly.

Inside, she was curled up on the sofa at this moment. Wearing only thin pajamas, nothing was covered. At this moment, it should be a nightmare, she slept extremely restlessly. Brow frowns, and there is a fine layer of cold sweat on the forehead. It seemed like a sense of security, his arms clasped himself tightly, but he kept shaking.

Yu Zeyao looked at her like this, her heart was tight, she leaned down and patted her shoulder gently, "Fish, wake up."

She seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, and Yu Zeyao shot her without waking up. Instead, she shoved away, "Don't ... don't ..."

He couldn't bear her being tortured by a dream, and simply bent over to lift her off the sofa. He leaned back on the sofa and let her sit on his lap. She leaned tightly against his shoulders, faintly feeling safe, and slightly relaxed. Originally holding his hands and also loosening, instinctively wrapped around the man's waist.

This small move was full of attachment, which made Yu Zeyao feel warm. The corners of the lips were raised unconsciously. For the first time, I felt that happiness turned out to be such a simple matter. Just let her hug her so gently and do nothing, he felt tired in the entertainment, and his intrigue in the political arena became worthless.

His palm touched her cheek that was still awake and wanted to soothe her, but her eyebrows suddenly frowned again, holding his hand firmly, and the next moment, her lips opened slightly, overflowing It was a cry of pain and struggle: "Sheng Yi ..."

These two words shocked the man fiercely, and all smiles froze on his face. Just how happy I felt at the bottom of my heart, how ridiculous I felt at this moment. Those two words were like a slap on his face.

original……

She also missed the man who had abandoned her.

original……

Just her hug, her attachment, not to herself, but to the man who abandoned her!

This is not the first time these words have been heard from her mouth, but this time, it is much harsher than the last time.

She really liked him so much, even if he abandoned her, he would still fall into her dream, and still occupy such an important position in her heart!

A jealousy poured into his chest uncontrollably, squeezing out the thick but unresponsive emotion that had accumulated in his heart for a long time, and it was squeezed out into deep resentment and unwillingness.

He squeezed her chin, and raised her face, "Jing Yu, open your eyes and take a good look, who is the man holding you now!"

Every word was bitten heavily.

The strength on the hand is also heavy.

Jing Yu was pinched, and finally opened her eyes. The purpose is to have a man's gloomy and angry face.

She was half awake. I don't know what's going on, just subconsciously pushed him away to hurt his hands. Yu Zeyao squeezed her chin down tighter and did not let her move, she only asked in a deep voice: "Who am I?"

Jing Yu's mind was heavy at the moment.

She just had a dream and dreamed of many, many past people.

This man has just entered her dream. She felt his breath and felt much more relaxed. However, the next moment, his face became Liang Shengyi somehow ...

The family harmony in the past is now fragmented, the things are wrong, the father is paralyzed and not awake, and Jing Rong is so seriously injured, Liang Shengyi abandons himself. She felt like she was a flat boat drifting in the sea without any help. She could only let the waves beat, she didn't have a sense of stability, and she didn't know where she would go in the future.

Feeling lost in my heart, now seeing Yu Zeyao looking at himself so indifferently, my heart was even lower.

"You're pinching me." She tried again, trying to take his hand off.

Yu Zeyao's eyebrows tightened, and she leaned down and kissed her lips heavily, venting, and punishing. There is no pity, nor the usual tenderness. Jing Yu was sensitive and felt cold.

The man was cloudy, she couldn't see through his heart.

She pushed **** her hands and pushed them away against her shoulders. However, the more she resisted, the rougher the man became. He clasped her with one hand and cut her back behind her, holding her hips with the other, and hugged her. The man's thin lips kept blocking her lips and pressed her against the wall.

The strength was not light, Jing Yu's back was on the icy wall, and his pain shrank.

She was even more annoyed by his rudeness and brutality, struggling with her hands, but the more she struggled, the tighter he buckled. Her hands were scarred, and he never let go.

Kissing her lips turned into a cricket and a bite in the end. The more she made it hurt.

This man ...

What's wrong tonight.

Not at all tender and affectionate when kissing herself yesterday.

"Yu Zeyao, you let me go!" After finally getting rid of his kiss, Jing Yu recovered his voice, and his lips were red and swollen. He lifted his legs and kicked him, but his tall body easily suppressed his legs.

"I've reminded you, don't tell me this again!" He looked at her from top to bottom, his nameless jealousy so that there was no trace of temperature in his eyes, "Jingyu, you want to Figured it out, for you, if I do n’t want to let go, no one can take me, including you! "

In the last three words, he bit heavily and made a loud noise. The look of arrogance and sharpness is so different from the previous invisibility that it is shocking.

He has never been jealous of any man. But now, Liang Shengyi is just a bereavement dog exiled by him, but he is jealous!

This overbearing announcement made Jingyu's eyes much colder for a while.

She hated the way he was in control of everything, as if she was just a toy—a toy that had no life, no pain, and no respect.