Good Morning, Mr. President!

Confronting the man's cold look, she finally raised her lips hard and smiled brightly. "If Mr. Yu can be so kind, then of course it would be best."

Such a smile, coupled with such words, is extremely dazzling.

Yu Zeyao added gloom to his face. Raising her hand and clasping her arms, she lifted her easily on the sofa.

The memory of that night was horrible to Jing Yu, and the pain of being so close to tears was approaching again. She instinctively shrank back and wanted to keep distance from him.

Resistance and fear.

He felt it clearly, a chest attack came, and the heart in his chest seemed to be twisted into a twist.

It hurts so much that the strength of the hand doesn't increase consciously. Her fingers were white, as if she had broken her bones.

Jing Yu gasped for pain, twisted and struggled. Yu Zeyao clasped her chin with one hand and pulled her sad little face closer.

Without giving her a chance to resist, kiss her lips hard.

Jing Yu squeezed her hands tightly and pushed her, his hoarse voice, but his eyes were extremely cold, "As soon as he comes back, you want to keep him like a jade?"

This man has been bullshit!

Obviously, from the beginning to the end, he hurt himself. Why on earth now he looks like he was hurt?

"Yu Zeyao, you loose me!" Jing Yu struggled, looking at him with cool eyes, "I don't guard myself like a jade, and now I don't want to do it with you."

"Why don't you want it?" He sneered, fishing with his long arm, and holding her directly from the sofa. Jing Yu raised his fist to punch him, his bleak voice sounded from the top of his head, "unless you don't want to see your father and Jing Rong again, you refuse me!"

Jing Yu stunned.

All movements froze.

He looked at the man's face deeply, and there was a mist in his eyes.

That mist of mist made Yu Zeyao's heart feel more pain and pity. He never thought that one day it would make her cry the most!

As if the mood can't be vented, Jing Yu don't open your eyes, but the tears flow more and more. The moist, clear tears seemed to whip Yu Zeyao's heart one by one, constantly lingering him. Suddenly unable to bear anymore, he put her down and pressed it against the cold wall.

She looked at the man in tears with tears. Through the hazy fog, he clearly saw the pain in the eyes of men, and even gentleness.

She couldn't understand him!

Why can a person transform so naturally between a demon and a knight, making her hate and love, sometimes in hell, sometimes in heaven?

"No more crying," Yu Zeyao said in a mute voice, with so many complex emotions. Moreover, there is a bit of helplessness to take her.

He didn't say it was okay, he said so, and her tears fell even harder. The nose was pantothenic, and the teary eyes were red like crystals. "You want to threaten me with my dad and Jing Rong?"

"It's enough to threaten you without them." Yu Zeyao clasped her waist with one hand, making her close to herself. Leaning down, her lips pressed against her ears, "You will cry again, I want you here now!"

Jing Yu swallowed back her tears, "If I don't cry, you leave here now?"

Yu Zeyao's eyes sank.

This woman is so eager to drive herself away!

"Now even if you smile at me, it's too late." Then he sucked her lips. The more she struggled, the harder he sucked. Jing Yu pushed him, and his pajamas were torn off by him.

She was not a fuel-efficient lamp either. Yu Zeyao was bitten. Not only was she not angry, she chuckled and carried her directly from the ground.

Jing Yu clenched his fist and rubbed his shoulder. However, this man is overbearing and arrogant, she is not an opponent at all.

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Because of the previous experience, Jing Yu was tense all over. Pressed under the man, her thin body shivered uncontrollably.

Yu Zeyao felt that the original domineering was quite rude and gradually became gentle.

Yu Zeyao felt the change in her body before she leaned down ...

Such passion did not know how long it took before it dissipated.

Yu Zeyao sank in her body and refused to leave for a long time. Jingyu bit her lip, and she felt sour, distressed, annoyed, and blamed.

This man is obviously the one she should hate. He ruined all her peaceful life, whether it was Liang Shengyi or her father, but at this moment, her body was still accepting him uncontrollably.

This made her unable to forgive herself.

Feelings of nausea surged up, forcing her to want to distance him more. The body twisted, trying to push him out of his body, Yu Zeyao groaned, and clenched her waist with a big palm.

"Don't move, I will ask you again."

Maybe it's the reason for lust. His tone is much softer than before. The look at her was the same.

For a moment, Jing Yu almost felt that there was nothing unpleasant between her and this man.

She didn't move, don't look away, "I'm going to wash."

"I'll take you." Yu Zeyao reached out to hug her, but his hand was caught by Jing Yu. He looked at her, clearly seeing her refusal, "I'll do it myself."

Yu Zeyao's eyes were deeper, and he groaned for a moment, and finally pulled away from her body.

Just too intense, coupled with the ups and downs of emotions, Jing Yu just felt exhausted and got out of bed with his legs soft.

I could feel the hot eyes of the man behind him condense on her body, she braced herself and entered the bathroom.

She soaked in the bathtub for a long time. I don't know what the future will look like, nor how long will he be under house arrest here.

My heart is empty and unspeakable.

She soaked, and didn't get up until the water was almost cold. She thought that the man should be gone and not here anymore.

However, when I went out wearing a bath towel, I found out that the man was sitting by the window. Back to her, a cigarette burning in his hand.

There was only a dim lamp in the room, which made the back image more lonely and depressed.

Jing Yu looked at it, and she felt like something was stuck in her heart.

"Come here." He said suddenly, probably hearing the news that she had come out of the bathroom.

Today is too busy. When checking the signature information of published books, hundreds of articles are going to faint.

That publication contains bookmarks with autographs, author photos, postcards, Su Su and Ye Di. Everyone, let me leave it as a memorial. I will let them make it beautiful.