Good Morning, Mr. President!

Aunt's gaze matched his, and his red lips opened. Tang Yan thought she would say something ruthless again to reject him, and pulled her over with a big palm, trying to block her lips first.

However, the thin lips only approached, and before they were affixed, I heard her gently say, "Tang Yun, are you really a bad person?"

Her eyes were fixed on him, and in her pure eyes there was confusion and exploration.

There is still a little hope ...

Tang Yan was shocked.

Kiss her action, pause.

He also stared deeply at her, asking gently: "You don't want me to be a bad person?"

"Yes, I hope that my father's death has nothing to do with you ..." Speaking of this, a thin layer of mist was floating in his eyes, and various emotions were tangled, which made her heart feel some pain. I hope that there are hidden feelings that I don't know. I even hope that all this is just another misunderstanding of you ... Tang Yun, I hope you are a good person. "

Tang Yan glanced through a complex dark ray. He didn't answer her, but suddenly asked: "Well, tell me the truth, are you ... a little bit of anxiety for me?"

I bit my lip and dare not say.

Tang Yan continued to seduce patiently, "If you don't say anything about the past, you have actually thought about me in the past few days, haven't you?"

Some answers are already on the horizon. If she had lied to herself before, but now ... in just a few days, the tangle of thoughts made it impossible for her to lie to herself and to lie in front of him so confidently .

No one like Tang Yan can resist it. If it hadn't been for the past, I'm afraid she has already fallen, and she doesn't have to wait until now.

"You answer me first-" I tried tentatively, dare not tell the truth first, "why did I study for me, why did I help my aunt three or two times, and why did you let me help you live with you? Tang Yan, you Is it because my father is guilty, or just wants to play with me, or ... "

Speaking of this, she stopped and didn't continue talking. I am afraid that after all, I will be humiliating myself.

Tang Yan, however, pulled her soft hand and drew it firmly on his chest. In the palm of his hand, he can feel the strength of his muscles, and ... every beat of his heart is so real and so powerful.

He receded from his past inattentiveness and laziness, and looked more solemnly than ever before, "Well, what I do to you, I never say by mouth, but use your heart to feel my heart."

He seemed to be touching the sincerity of his heart, so hot. That kind of warmth passed down her palm to her apex. She looked at him definitively, a bit turbulent in her heart.

He only heard him continue to say, "Except for you, for so many years, I have never been interested in any woman. And you, as long as you want, those lenses are fine, as well as the retro camera you want to see, and your aunt I can take all the stability, and hold it in front of you. And I--I want your heart! "

In the last few words, he increased his strength a bit. His eyes were firm.

The word was dropped, and another sentence was added: "It must be!"

I wasn't calm in the heart of the lake because of this confession, the current was turbulent and full of ripples.

She wanted to remind herself of those strong hatreds between her and Tang Yan, but at this moment, all of his affection was dispelled, and all persistence was defeated.

Her eyes were sore and bitter, "But how are we together? Tang Yan, can we really be together?"

With two questions, she seemed to ask him, but she was clearly asking herself. So uncertain, "My father will not forgive me, and my uncle will not ... even myself ..."

She bit her lip.

I will spit myself.

It is a shame to fall in love with your own enemy!

There was a layer of wetness in her eyes, and tears appeared in the corners of her eyes.

Seeing her tangled and painful look, Tang Yan had a pain in his chest, put her back into the quilt, raised her hands to wipe the tears from her eyes, and kissed her on her forehead. , 12 years ago, how did your uncle tell you? "

That kind of pity is never easily given to anyone, and it diffuses gently from his eyes and tone, making people want to be so drunk.

He clenched the sheets under his hands and glanced at Tang Yan, his eyelashes fluttered, his eyes closed slowly.

"My uncle told me that it was your man who shot and killed my father, and ... it was your order ..." Her voice was already a little unstable. Especially when it comes to the last few words, her eyes closed with pain.

However, Tang Yan was still asking, "What about the process?"

She bit her lip.

After taking a hard breath, I finally spoke again: "My dad and my uncle enforce the law together, because my dad's injustice has annoyed you ..."

At this point, I can't say any more, even if the eyes are tightly closed, the corners of the eyes are still stained with wet tears.

Tang Yan held her tearful face with her fingers, "Well, open your eyes and look at me."

I didn't move.

Tang Yan added: "Open your eyes."

For a long while, she finally opened her eyes. Two people face each other, Tang Yan looked at her for a long time, her eyes were so deep and complicated, as if she was thinking. For a long time, as if determined to do so, he said cautiously: "Well, in fact, your uncle ..."

"Miss!" At this moment, a voice came from outside, suddenly interrupting the words of the two. Tang Yan frowned, glanced at his eyes, and then said, "What's the matter?"

Sound, cold into the bone.

If he didn't know that the steward had a share in the weekdays and wouldn't disturb them when he shouldn't have appeared, he wouldn't even care about it.

The housekeeper was sweating coldly outside, but he had to say, "That ... a Mr. Mo called Ms. Xun. It was said that Ms. Xun's cell phone was not picked up, so she called on the landline at home."

柒 柒 Hold the phone to Mo Xun before, so Mo Xun wrote it down.

As soon as he heard ‘Mr. Mo’, he knew who it was, and Jun ’s face was a little uglier. “Is it because he has too few troubles and is too busy to worry?”

Actually dare to find his woman in the middle of the night, and also dare to hit Tangmen's landline, it is too tempting to take him as the young master of Tangmen.

"Looks like Tang Yu shouldn't let him go too early." Tang Yan looked at him, "Did you say?"

"Mo Xun must be in a hurry to find me." He's tears, now closed. She raised her head slightly and responded, asking the steward, "Does he say anything?"