Good Morning, Mr. President!

Regarding Tang and Song's words, Tang Xuan took it seriously. He took a drink and took a sip, and then suddenly said, "So, teach me."

Tang Song was sitting on the sofa with his legs up, as if he didn't understand what he said, he stopped drinking and looked up at him, "Teach? What?"

Tang Yan sat down beside him, "Flirt."

After a moment of pause, consider for a moment, "Or how to deal with a woman. At least make her feel good that she has a first time and wants a second time."

"..." Tang Yan's words fell, and Tang and Song were stupid. Half of his eyes only stared at the overly-looking face, and his eyes looked like Tang Yan's evil.

Tang Yan was uncomfortable with him. Just frowning, using irritability to conceal the embarrassment, and ... a little shyness that made Tang and Song break through the eyeballs, "Aren't you supposed to be a master of love, will it ever happen? It won't just go away!"

"Hahahahaha ~" The hilarious laughter, which exaggerated in the Tang and Song rooms. "Hahaha. Don Juan, you also have today!"

Tang and Song laughed wildly, and even tears flew from the corner of his eyes.

Tang Yan really wanted to give him a kick, and sipped his wine lightly. When he slowly put down his wine glass and thought about where to go, Tang and Song apparently realized the danger, and immediately choked and laughed. "Brother, I mean it, you ask this, even if you're asking the right person!"

How to do? He really wants to laugh! Holding on like this, you should get rid of internal injuries!

"is it?"

"However, when you talk about women, you can't use the word" to deal with. "

"if not?"

"You have to use ... 'please'." Tang and Song bit the word 'please' very lightly and ambiguous. Put it in front of Tang Yan's face, "Brother, to be honest, how long have you been without a woman, so forget all this?"

Tang Yan smiled slightly, charming smile, "Do you think I've pleased a woman?

Tang and Song think about it too. A proud man like Tang Yan is obviously only a woman to please him in bed.

"You have never pleased a woman, but now ... you want to please me?"

"Conquer." Tang Zhengyi corrected his words.

Tang Song Zhile, "I see, you did not conquer her, but it is true that she has conquered you. Brother, you honestly, how long have you never slept with a woman?"

Tang Yan picked up the wine glass again, took a sip elegantly, and then swept coolly towards Tang and Song, "Related to you?"

How long? He did forget. When I was young, there were women. That kind of **** has nothing to do with love. It is only related to the ignorant young. Like venting, boring to the extreme.

Later, I met Aya in the hospital, and that was the first time that he really wanted a woman. That kind of thought comes not only from the body, but from the deepest part of the soul. It is a feeling that can be called 'craving'. Just looking at her, he felt the blood in his body was boiling.

However, she is too young.

At the age of 16, he can't bear these passions. Therefore, he restrained, endured, and did not dare to touch her much.

Until I knew she got married that night ...

All patience turned into a joke in an instant.

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At last……

Tang Song directly threw a hard drive to Tang Ye.

"What is this?" Tang Yan glanced around.

"Look at the video and learn it by yourself." In Tang and Song's life, he only pleased one woman. And, to this day, he doesn't know who the woman is. So, what experience is there to share with Tang Yan?

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The next time, I sat up and down all day. She regretted a bit, regretting that she had used such an extreme method to end their entanglement, but if not, what could have happened?

Don Juan is a proud hunter.

Without prey, it will never stop.

Two days after that, Zhe Zhao ate dinner at the house. The Yong family still treated her as usual, and those words that his uncle had told him in the cemetery last year seemed to be her illusion. Wu Yong recovered her usual peace and joy, and never saw her original seriousness again.

After dinner, I got up to clean up the chopsticks and was stopped by the aunt, "You do n’t have to come back once, so you do n’t need to get your hands dirty. You and your sister will chat on the sofa."

My aunt glanced at her daughter's slang, "Well, you'd better persuade your sister to let her fall in love. You are married, but she doesn't even have a boyfriend."

The slang reluctantly walked away, "My mother is here again, walk around, let's go to the hall to watch TV."

He laughed and followed the slang into the living room.

"Sister, auntie is right, 26-year-old can make a boyfriend."

Slang rolled his eyes, "Don't learn from my mother in this bad habit."

"Are there no good doctors in your hospital?"

"There are doctors too. But ..." Slang said, and there was a beautiful figure in her head. She glanced at it, "I actually have someone I like."

"Really? Who?" Chunchun's eyes were brilliant. She grew up with slang and had little to hide from each other. Eliminated, this time Tang Yan.

Slang shook his head, looking a little sloppy. "Our hospital's family member of a doctor. I've seen him several times."

"How many times have you liked him?"

"Although only a few times, but ... it's hard not to like that kind of person. Especially, when he laughs, the whole world will become dim because of him." Sigh obsessed with sigh, fell into that reverie .

This sentence described, but in his mind, he unconsciously crossed a certain over-looking face. She thought, I'm afraid I haven't seen Tang Yan. If I saw Tang Yan, I wouldn't be able to describe this sentence to anyone else.

But why do you think of him somehow?

Lips fret, annoyed, shaking his head to clear his mind.

Then, only the slang words continued and said, "Although I like him, but I also know that I and him ... absolutely impossible."

"why?"

"People like them are the stars in the sky, but they are hopeless but unreachable. Those who are obsessed with him may be tens of millions. Not to mention ..." Slang said this and lowered his voice, "If my father knew me Like him, I must be so angry that I am killed. "

"Who is that? Why is Uncle so angry?"

Slang looked at the curious little face, and thought of something. In the end, the two words to be exported also got stuck in the throat and became a little bit sloppy, "Forget it, you won't know what you said. "

Just then, my cell phone rang suddenly. She pulled out her cell phone and saw the flashing number on top of it, and her heartbeat suddenly broke into several beats.