Good Morning, Mr. President!

Seeing her smiling so enthusiastically, Tang Yan appeared a layer of demon coolness on his face.

The suffocation in the chest disappeared without a trace.

just……

She was still a little worried and a little worried. Slang is actually an arrogant person. Knowing that Tang Yan's thoughts about her is nothing but her wishful thinking, for her, it will inevitably take a huge blow. If you still know, Tang Ye did those things because he was afraid of ...

I thought of it, and I was a little upset. Simply stop thinking about it.

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After dinner, the two did not go anywhere, and they nestled in Tang's room.

For these things that I suddenly know today, the shock in my heart is not small. She sat down on the window sill with curved windows, her hands around her knees, admiring the beautiful night scene outside the window, and she could not help raising a thin smile. Thousands of lights at the foot of the mountain once made her feel desolate and lonely. Whenever looking at the bustling city, she felt like a lone grass floating in this world.

But now ...

That feeling seems to be different.

It turned out that there was a person who had done many things silently for himself; he was also silently watching himself, caring about himself, and even waiting for himself ...

And this person is still the one who has been remembering ...

Tang Yan flipped over the file, looked up, and saw her smiling profile. For a moment, she had no thoughts, just closed the file, leaned into the chair lazily, staring at her from afar.

He seems to be aware of his eyes, and after a while, looks at him sideways.

Eyes crossed, her eyes shone. The lights outside the window, like the trickling stream under the sun, are moving.

Tang Yan's mind was shaking so badly that he got up and walked towards her slowly.

"What are you thinking?"

He whispered. A long body stood behind her. Long fingers landed on top of her head, and there was one that did not match her long hair.

I looked up at him, "I'll give you the gift, do you still keep it?"

"Pocket watch?"

"Do you remember?" I swayed in my heart.

Tang Wei pointed to the locker room, "closed in the watch area. Go and see."

I slid off the windowsill and walked into his locker room. His dressing room is large and carefully distinguished. Shirts, trousers, and ties are hung separately. Jewelry and watches are in the middle cabinet. I once visited his dressing room, but this is the first time that he has looked at his watch area so carefully.

then……

In a bunch of retro watches, the pocket watch was recognized at a glance. That ordinary pocket watch, mixed between a bunch of famous watches, seemed so out of place. However, it can be seen that it is very well protected by the owner.

It was more shiny than when she was in her hands.

My heart trembled uneasily. He complained that he was too careless. This thing is always here, but she missed it again and again ...

While thinking about it, her waist was tight, and Tang Yan hugged her from behind.

"Have you promised me before, do you remember?"

Blowing his nose was a little sour, and asked deliberately, "What?"

Tang Yan didn't get angry with her either, she just bit her earlobe. "I tied you back just to keep you for a lifetime. Now, can I fulfill your promise?"

His voice is most suitable for romance.

Every word is like the string and nerve that can reach the deepest point.

Xu's heart warmed, his face was a little bit, his lips almost rubbed his cheeks, and he smiled and asked, "If you have to go to Huangpi every day for breakfast, can you endure it forever?"

Tang Yan thought of the picture in the morning, and frowned. "Tomorrow I will let Jian Qing invite the couple together. You can eat for two lifetimes."

He grinned, leaning against his shoulder, "What if they don't accept it?"

"Then give them a decent facade. Having breakfast on the side of the road every day is bad for you. The cars on the street come and go. How much dust do you have to eat?"

"But my sister and I have been here for so many years."

"That's because you didn't have me before." Tang Yan kissed her hair, "You said, can you let Mrs. Tang Men run by the road to eat dust? If this kind of words pass into Grandpa's ears, wouldn't it be loud? "

He's face was flushed, and he turned to look at Tang Ye, with a shame in his eyes, but with an irresistible smile, "I didn't say I would marry you ... Who is Madam?"

The voice is also light and soft, falling into Tang Yan's ears, like a feather.

Obviously he refused, but in Tang Yan's ears, he never felt a little uncomfortable.

"Grandpa didn't tell you, who am I? I have to tie you to the Civil Affairs Bureau!"

I suppose Mr. Tang is indeed the grandson who knows him best. She still smiled, with a good temper, "Even if you tied me up, you couldn't tie me to sign."

Tang Yan kissed her neck in a tune, whispered, ambiguously whispered: "Baby, you will be willing. I have been waiting for your willingness ..."

Otherwise, as early as the first day of her return, he directly tied her into the Civil Affairs Bureau.

柒 柒 Breathed lightly, trying to hide, but was drunk again in his highly skilled flirting.

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The next day.

Early in the morning, when the sun shined through the clouds into the room, I woke up.

She was awake between Tang Yan's arms.

Lifting his eyes, he is sleeping deeply with his eyes closed. This man, even sleeping face all over the country, is more **** and lazy than usual, it is 360 ° without dead ends. I was so impulsive that I took the camera and took a photo of him. If posted on the web, definitely click on the table.

But this is limited to imagination. The last time I only exposed a few photos of the villa, he was sued in court by a lawsuit. If he dared to post such photos to the Internet, I don't know how he would oppress himself.

Thinking of those things in the past, the old indignation was upset, and now it is a different mood.

Tang Yan also seemed to be in a good mood. Even when he was asleep, the corners of his lips were slightly tilted, with a slight smile.

I didn't look much, I was afraid he would wake up if he looked down. So, crept down from the bed.

Put on your pajamas and quietly left the room.

"Morning, Miss Yun." Downstairs, the housekeeper and servants greeted her.

I was in a happy mood and greeted everyone with a smile. A glimpse of the maid looked at her ambiguous eyes, she followed them, and saw a few red marks above her open pajamas neckline.

blush.

Shamelessly close the clothes.

It was all planted by Tang Yan. After all night last night, her body was full of traces of him, and she was afraid of more on her neck, she couldn't hide it.