Good Morning, Mr. President!

"Turn around!" Then, interrupted by Tang Yan coldly.

"What?" The steward lost his head, and wanted to follow his gaze in a certain direction. Unexpectedly, a colder command sounded, "I asked you to turn around, what are you looking at ?! Don't want to do it?"

Shocked by the cold drink he held down, the steward quickly turned away.

Don't say it's a messy look, even if you don't dare to open your eyes.

However, what kind of scene is it that you can't even watch?

Tang Yan glanced at the housekeeper and saw that he closed his eyes tightly, and then stepped closer to her.

I didn't wake up, Tang Yi squatted down and looked at her like that for a while, but felt that her heart was full. Fingers touched her little face unconsciously. With the touch of her temperature, flowing around his fingertips, Tang Yan felt a little real.

In recent years, he has been dreaming about this day-she returned to his world, smiled at him, and spoke softly to him.

He wanted to get her, but in the world of love, he was actually a clumsy person.

With only an impulse she wanted, and then forced to ask, to make her fall in love compulsively-this is the only means he can think of, and only will.

She has to love and love.

Anyway, in this life, he has no plans to let go. One day, he will have to tie her into the Civil Affairs Bureau, and let her thoroughly brand his 'Mrs. Tang' name.

Tang Yan's eyes looked at each of her facial features carefully, but she didn't feel bored when she looked at them. Even with the raised eyelashes like a feather fan, he had to play for a while, and he felt that the furry brush on his fingertips was interesting. Until the long fingers fell on her lips ...

Her lips, without any outline of cosmetics, are sakura-like pink, which is particularly beautiful and special ... people want to taste it carefully.

He was so stupid that he just slept on the sofa unguarded like this without knowing how dangerous he was ...

Tang Yan wanted to kiss her well. Therefore, they no longer restrain themselves.

but……

Leaning forward, leaning closer to her lips, her lips were only a little distance away, her eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes suddenly.

Those eyes, innocent, were hydrated and looked at him like a stream without any impurities.

He froze. The two were very close, facing each other, and the purity in her eyes made him realize that the thought he had just wanted to kiss her was a deep evil, but she was embarrassed by it.

"... you're back?" A sigh, a moment of confusion, finally cleared up.

Still keeping the sleeping position just now, without moving.

"Um." Tang Yan had to resist the urge to kiss her. Big palm, fell to her lap. She shuddered and shrank her legs sensitively, and saw him pull her pajama skirt down. "In the future, you will not be allowed to wear a nightdress except to sleep with me."

The mandatory tone, through which he spoke, was somewhat ambiguous.

Stuck, "These pajamas are yours."

She is innocent.

"Indicates that I didn't have a good vision before." Tang Yan was very humbly and admitted his mistakes with integrity. Suddenly she was lifted from the sofa, he sat down, and he was hugged and seated on his strong thigh.

Although both of them had already done it, I still couldn't get used to being close to him like this, body, nervous tension, low voice protest, "Don't hold me like this, but the steward is still ... "

Tang Yan's eyes crossed her head, looking at the old housekeeper who was still standing with his back on his back, "You go to bed first. You won't have to wait for the door afterwards."

"Huh?" The housekeeper was surprised.

Tang Yan's eyes fell to Xiang Yan, changing his attitude towards the housekeeper just now, his gorgeous voice was much milder, "In the future, you will be responsible for waiting for me."

"Me?" I was surprised this time.

He combed her long fluffy black hair with his long fingers, and seemed to enjoy getting along with it. His eyes were moving with a lustrous gloss.

With her waiting, she really felt like this homeless house looked like a home.

Just like tonight.

After so long, I was sober now, she not only remembered her purpose of waiting for him tonight, but also ...

Being so close, she could clearly smell a scent different from hiss.

Apparently from the aroma of women.

Did he really go to that kind of place?

She frowned.

Tang Yan didn't know what she thought at the moment, raised her hand to hold her chin, pulled her face down and wanted to kiss her. I looked at his extremely **** lips, but in his mind was a picture of him kissing others. Out of instinct, she turned away and avoided.

"Baby, what do you hide?" Tang Yan narrowed his eyes.

"... I want to talk to you about business." I clasped his hand that fell on her.

"What's the matter?" He was so impressed, his gaze fell on her lips, and none of the things that were serious was not in his heart.

Laying on his side, under the pillows on the sofa, turned out two red books. She had taken it upstairs before.

Tang Xun returned to his heart and reached out to take over.

It was her divorce certificate with Mo Xun.

"Look at it."

"Well, obedient ~" Tang Yan's lips smiled with satisfaction. In fact, he doesn't need to look at all. There was the news from the Civil Affairs Bureau.

I was glad to see him, and pondered for a moment, and then said, "... After you have seen it, stop embarrassing."

Don Juan a meal. Raising her eyes, her gaze swept across her face. At that glance, I felt inexplicably guilty.

"You didn't wait for me for so long tonight?" Although it was a question, it was a positive tone. How pleased I was before, now how cold is in my tone. There is still a bit of ridicule. It is self-deprecating. He even has his own passionate occasion!

He saw that she was simply asking for Mo Xun, so he didn't even sleep waiting for him until now. If it wasn't for Mo Xun, I'm afraid she would have fallen asleep. Where can I wait for him?

I understood what he said, and felt that he was suddenly unhappy, and his heart sank inexplicably. His red lips were slightly open, and he wanted to say something, but the next moment, his lips were suddenly bitten by his uncontrollable cricket.

She was surprised.

Then, the man held his hips in one hand, and his small body pressed directly on the sofa.

He gave a strong pull, and her slender legs were dragged over, forcing them around his waist.

I wasn't Tang's opponent at all, not even struggling. Opening his eyes only after a moment of dizziness, "Don Juan, don't make trouble ... this is the lobby ..."

柒 柒 softly protested. Fear of being heard.