He Is Warmer Than Time

Tang Qingru waved his hand: "You go to the guest room to rest for a while, and I will talk to you after I have talked with the Secretary General."

Mr. Mayor said so, Song Ran could only respect his life, and after talking to Yin Hua in the side hall, Aunt Zhou led her to the guest room to sleep for a while.

Song Ran went to bed and fell asleep soon.

Osmanthus wine, the stamina is quite sufficient.

Tang Qingru and the secretary-general entered his study to discuss matters, and only Tang Ji'an was left in the dining room. He was eating slowly, but he didn't know the taste, like chewing wax.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, he lost the jade chopsticks in his hand, exhaled, looked out the window, and said coldly: "Auntie Zhou, I'm leaving now."

Aunt Zhou glanced out the window: "It's raining heavily, don't leave tonight, and stay with your father."

Tang Ji'an said softly: "Father doesn't seem to welcome me, he only has his daughter in his eyes."

Aunt Zhou hissed: "Don't say that. Your father is upset when he heard it. Ji'an, you have to know that the relationship between father and son and father and daughter is always different. Your father still loves you. ."

Tang Ji'an smiled bitterly: "Okay, Aunt Zhou, there is no need to comfort me."

Aunt Zhou said bitterly: "The rain is really too heavy, and it is not safe to drive. I will clean up your room during the day. I will sleep here tonight?"

Tang Ji'an raised his eyes and looked upstairs. She was here, and the guest room was next to his room.

He went upstairs because of a ghost, and Aunt Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. It was really unsafe to drive at night, and it rained for another day.

Tang Ji'an stood outside the door of the guest room. The door of the guest room was hidden and unclosed. There was a bedside lamp inside. He could see Song Ran lying on the bed with a thin quilt. The light outlined her beautifully.

As if a voice was telling him, you have to go in and see her, he uncontrollably reached out and gently opened the door and walked in...

He approached step by step, Song Ran lay on his side, with his back to the door and his face to the window. He walked to her and sat on the bed.

The mattress sank slightly for two minutes, but the person on the bed didn't feel anything at all.

Tang Ji'an just looked at her like this, with long hair scattered on her cheeks, he couldn't help raising his hand to straighten her hair.

Perhaps because of drinking, she looked more charming, with reddish cheeks and slightly pursed lips.

All of this is more attractive than alcohol, like a red rose that invites people to pick it, so it blooms under his hands and stimulates his senses.

So, what kind of sister, what kind of enemy's daughter, was thrown out of the sky by him at this moment.

His Adam's apple slid up and down, and his eyes grew deeper...

In the study, the Secretary-General is reporting on Haicheng’s investment promotion...

"The real estate industry and the emerging electronics industry should be strongly supported..."

Tang Qingru looked at the window beaten by the wind and stood up suddenly. The secretary-general raised his eyes to look at him: "What's wrong, sir?"

Tang Qingru coughed slightly: "It's nothing, you wait for me a little bit."

It's cold, windy and rainy. He has to see if the child has a quilt in the guest room, but don't get cold. Her eyes are just right, and her body hurts just right. Don't catch a cold again.

The study is on the second floor and the guest room is on the third floor. Tang Ji'an hurriedly walked to the third floor and walked to the door of the guest room, only to see that the door of the guest room was not closed properly. He was about to go in. The scene in front of him made him suddenly angry...