Good Morning, Mr. President!

Slang wanted to ask him how he knew where he lived, but the next moment he remembered how he looked so badly at the moment. He said, "Ah", his face turned red, and he embarrassedly threw garbage and hoop Take it down. Gosh! What a shame! How could she look like this in front of the man she admired?

After finishing herself, she wanted to ask again, but only saw that he had been seated in the car again, playing with his mobile phone in his hands, and never looked up again.

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I was a bit tired. I was washing, and when I was going to bed, I rushed in excitedly, and threw the door bang --- a loud noise.

Startled, startled and looked at her with a frothy face. "What's wrong?"

"I ... I just saw him!"

"Who?"

"That's the one I said."

"Ah ~ the one you like." It dawned on me.

"Well, do you know? We didn't really know each other before, and even did not formally say hello, at most we nodded each other twice. But he just greeted me and called me '柒Miss'. Well, he knows my name! "

The slang expression fluttered, her face pink. Obviously, he was not lightly trapped.

"And he knew where I lived. Hey, you said, is he also watching me quietly?"

Speaking of which, slang did not care about the foam in her hand and held her hand firmly. Looking forward to her eyes with anticipation, her eyes glowed with radiance, like a young girl in love.

柒 柒 seriously asked: "He knows where you live?"

"Yeah. I know."

"Does that mean that he not only pays attention to you, but also knows you? If he is someone who doesn't care, wouldn't he understand so deeply?"

"You feel the same way, right? So, it's really not my delusion!" For this conclusion, the slang was so excited that he let go of it and lay down on the bed, spread out into a 'big' word. After a while, sitting up again, still excited on his face, "Well, then you say, shall I go and confess to him?"

"Since he also likes you, why don't you wait for him to confess to you?" Wu Sulai is not an active person. In fact, she doesn't have any experience to share with Slang.

"So too." Slang leaned sideways and shrank into a ball, his hands crossed under the hot face, and his heart leapt as if to fly out of his chest. After a while, he said, "I'm afraid I can't hold myself. I can't wait to find him."

柒 柒 ‘噗’ laughed loudly, instead of answering her words, she bent and washed her face.

At this time, the cell phone thrown outside rang again.

"Well, you call."

He answered vaguely, "Let me see who it is."

"It's a strange number. Do you want me to pick it up for you?"

The words of the slang did not fall. I already started to get wet and said nothing. I just took the phone from the slang silently. Slang laughed at her, "Who is so nervous?"

"... I didn't." He pleaded guilty, looking at the screen, it turned out to be Tang Yan. Didn't they just call over an hour ago, why ...

I turned around and turned my back to the slang before picking up the phone and putting it in my ear.

"Hey."

"I'm downstairs." Tang Yan's voice came from the phone.

Frightened, "Ah?"

"Ah, what?"

"... how did you come over?"

"Take you home." Tang Yan returned very lightly, but in such a natural tone.

A 'home' word made me sting for a while. He spoke as if her home was also there.

But actually ...

Since his father died in his hands 12 years ago ... she has no home ...

For so many years, I have been wandering abroad alone, and my life has been rough. Even if she lives with Mo Xun now, she also knows that it is just a shame, and she never felt any belonging.

Neither her uncle's home nor Mo Xun's place belongs to her ...

Not to mention Tangmen.

"Come down. Otherwise, I can't wait for a while, and may go upstairs in person." Tang Yan's voice, in the evening, sounded more and more gentle and soft like water, so that people couldn't refuse to cruelly.

"Don't." Tang Xuan was so shocked that she immediately drew back to her. She didn't dare to imagine what would happen if Tang Xuan appeared here. She had to say, "I'll go down, you give me five minutes."

"Well, not in a hurry. I'll wait for you." As long as she comes down, he has patience.

He didn't wait for Tang Ye to say anything, and hung up the phone. For Tang Yan to find herself here, she was a little bit upset, for fear he would actually come upstairs.

"Is it okay, eh?" She hung up and asked her worriedly when she saw her expression nervous.

"It's okay." I shook my head and said, "Sister, I won't sleep with you tonight."

"what happened?"

"... Mo Xun has come downstairs, I'll go back in his car." He had to lie. Although, she is very bad at lying.

"Since he's here, let him come up and sit for a while. My parents are about to thank him!"

"Next time, it's so late today. My aunt came back again, so tired, it's not good to entertain guests again." I put my cell phone in my pocket. Come, speak for me tomorrow. "

"Okay, then you go back and pay attention to your safety." Although the slang regretted it, she didn't doubt it much, just sent her out.

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I walked out of the unit building and saw the car parked in the neighborhood from a distance. It's too good for a car, it's too eye-catching. Fortunately, it is already late at night, not many people are walking around in the community.

Tang Yong's long body leaned against the sports car body. He is a hundred times more impressive than that car.

Some people seem to be born with the magic of attracting brilliance. Although they only wear the simplest black shirts and lazily smoke cigarettes, they do nothing, but they can't keep their eyes open.

I stopped far away and looked at him. He had always been keen, and seemed to perceive the look behind him, turning back.

The two men faced each other, and could not help but think of the passion in the morning, and a thin layer of ruddy floated on their faces.

Tang Yan saw her and extinguished her cigarette butt, "Can't you?"

She suppressed the chaos in her heart and forced to walk calmly. Sitting in the car at almost the fastest speed.

"What to run?" Tang Yan did not get on the car, but leaned down, folded his arms on the front passenger seat, and looked at her from the outside.

Across the door, I still felt the clear fragrance on him. Moreover, when he bent down and talked to her, it was as if whispering against her ear, his breath was screaming and his voice confusing.