He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

Song Zhixing's lips moved, and he wanted to refute something, but he couldn't say a word.

In fact, she was not really without conscience, nor was she a root of wood, she was so numb that she could not feel that Tang Yu was treating herself well. It's just that the more you feel the more resistance, the less willing to admit it.

He is kind to himself, is he still kind to his niece from his uncle?

If it changes quality and becomes a man who treats a woman well, how can she bear it?

"Why are you staying here? Hurry up and eat while it is hot." Sister Li urged when she saw that she hadn't moved.

Song Zhixing returned to his senses and picked up his chopsticks again. The door of the room was knocked at this moment.

She looked up.

I saw a long figure standing at the open door. At this moment, he had changed his nightgown and put on a shirt, looking like he was going out.

"Second Lord." Sister Li immediately got up and greeted respectfully. Seeing him, she said wittily: "I have something to do downstairs, so let's go down first. Miss, I'll finish eating, and I'll come up to clean up later."

"Sister Li!" Song Zhixing didn't want to let her go. With her leaving, only herself and Tang Yu were left in the room.

However, Sister Li hurried out as if she hadn't heard her voice, closing the door by the way.

Tang Yu walked to the sofa opposite her and sat down, glanced at the food in front of her, saw half of the food in front of her, and was much satisfied. With his legs crossed, he leaned against the sofa, with a noble and lazy expression, "Still angry?"

"...Is it useful to be angry?" Song Zhixing poked the rice. Probably the words of Sister Li just now had an effect. Compared to angering him just now, her face and tone of voice have become much more relaxed now.

"It's useless." Tang Yu replied lightly.

"..." Song Zhixing was frustrated, almost vomiting blood, angrily grabbed a pillow and threw it over, "Tang Yu, why are you so annoying!"

He raised his long arms and steadily caught the pillow. He looked a little deeper, "Isn't the'Second Uncle' screaming anymore?"

Song Zhixing missed a beat from his heartbeat by the look in his eyes. She doesn't know what's wrong. Recently, she has become more and more courageous, and even dared to call out "Tang Yu" in front of him. If it was before, how could she dare to be presumptuous in front of him like this?

She didn't want to think deeply about the reasons, she just stood up, pretending to be sleepy, "You go, I'm going to take a nap."

After the eviction order was issued, she walked to the door, going to the sliding door to invite him out.

However, when he passed by Tang Yu's side, his long arm suddenly came out. She was taken aback for a moment, and only felt that her waist was tight. Tang Yu had already hugged her and placed her sideways on his lap.

"Tang Yu, what are you doing?" Song Zhixing exclaimed, holding his hands resistingly on his chest.

"What do you call me?" Tang Yu stared at her with dark eyes, his eyes were like a whirlpool, as if he was about to drag her in. She was seen making her tongue knotted.

Tang Yu clasped her slender waist with big palms, her voice low and sexy, "Xingxing, if you keep calling me like that, you will make me think you..."

"Second Uncle!" Song Zhixing was afraid to hear more of Tang Yu's next words. She eagerly called to interrupt him, fearing that he did not understand, and added another sentence, "Second Uncle, I call you'Second uncle'……"

Tang Yu's expression sank.

All the remaining words were stuck in the throat. Then, the words, like stones, slowly sank into his chest, pressing him a little dull.

Knowing that he expected her to have any strange feelings for him, that was nothing but extravagant hope, he always knew...

Song Zhixing was in a mess at the moment, unable to understand his thoughts at the moment, sitting on his lap, feeling the heat of his palm, her heartbeat was so fast that she was a little dizzy. She broke off his hand, "Second Uncle, you... you release me first."

"do not move."

Tang Yu returned to his mind. The deep eyes just now converged.

Song Zhixing was uneasy.

Tang Yu pulled her tossing hand over and broke it apart. A small medicine bottle was placed in his palm.

She froze for a moment.

That is the medicine for asthma.

She remembered that when she was in the sauna this morning, the medicine she used was taken out of his pocket. So... does this mean that he always carries these medicines with him?

Because of her?

Suddenly she did not dare to ask, but her heartstrings trembled uncontrollably.

"Put away the medicine, this morning is not allowed to happen next time!"

Song Zhixing returned to his senses and gave a soft "Oh", rubbing his hand on the medicine bottle for a while before putting it in his pocket. For a long time, the apex of my heart was throbbing uneasy.

Tang Yu noticed that her gaze was different, and looked at it inquiringly, but she immediately turned her face away, not even daring to look at him. I don't even know what's going on.

However, in the next instant, there was a sudden heat on the neck, and the man’s fingertips touched it...

She gasped in a hurry and clasped his fingers anxiously. In his eyes, it seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, and it seemed to be studded with bright stars, just looking at him in confusion and panic, like a frightened little rabbit.

She didn't know how tempting her eyes were.

Just being watched by her like this, Tang Yu's breathing became heavier. He looked at her, unwilling to move away.

"What about things?" he asked in a deep voice.

"...What?" Her hand, still holding his fingers tightly. His mind was muddled and unconscious.

"The necklace I gave you."

"In my pocket..."

Tang Yu's hand twitched from her fingertips. Song Zhixing then realized that he had been pulling his hand without letting go. He was embarrassed, as if he had been electrocuted, and immediately released him and retracted his hand.

Tang Yu had touched the necklace from her pocket, opened the long hair from her neck, and put the chain on her neatly.

"Wear it well, no matter what happens in the future, you are not allowed to take it off again!" He has always been in this tone. Song Zhixing was inexplicably not annoyed at this moment, and did not ask why it was undesirable, only obedient "oh" . The line of sight fell on his shirt.

"This dress..." She actually recognized it early. The shirt he was wearing at the moment was the one she bought him at the mall that day. However, he was so angry afterwards. When she came back today, she didn't see this shirt in the room. She thought he had thrown it into the trash can a long time ago.

"Didn't you say that your aunt bought it?"

"Ah, yes... I said it."

"Since you are so interested in transferring gifts for her, I will live up to it." Tang Yu really wanted to throw this shirt away. It's best to burn it. However, after instructing Sister Li to throw it into the trash can, he picked it up again like an evil spirit.

In any case, she personally bought this dress for him.

He was reluctant after all.

For so many years, she has never sent anything to herself. This is the only time...

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