He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

Tang Yu only spoke occasionally and made arrangements. In the middle of the meeting, the computer made a short beep, and an email reminder jumped to the desktop, blocking the video.

It is Xingxing’s mailbox that is logged on the desktop.

Tang Yu wanted to turn it off, but the content of the email showed more than half of it. When he glanced over it, he saw the big characters "X Big Admission Notice".

Move the mouse to the mail page and click to open it, but in the end, the long finger moved away, and there was no click. He was sitting in the study, lost in thought for a long time, and lost his mind.

He didn't even notice the executive who was reporting to stop and wait for instructions. Until Du Hui called out several times over there, "Second Lord? Second Lord!"

Tang Yu came back to his senses abruptly, and his expression was a little bit more stiff and cold compared to just now. Du Hui was confused and puzzled.

"Mr. Yu has finished the report, look at..."

"I see. Today's meeting is over here." Tang Yu's voice was slightly low, "I will come back as soon as possible tomorrow."

"Okay." Several people responded, waiting for Tang Yu to disconnect first. After a long time, he closed the computer heavily, leaned back on the sofa tiredly, and stared at the ceiling with heavy and complicated eyes.

The little girl has grown up, she is no longer the one who let him arrange and lives in his world.

She began to want her own space and life.

It's like clenching the dust in the palm of his hand. The tighter he holds it, the more he wants to stay strong. Maybe, in the end...the more he can't keep it...

Let her go!

Let her go...

Such a thought flashed through his heart, but just thinking about it made his chest feel stuffy. Letting go is such a difficult task, but why is the decision to ‘leave’ so easy in her world?

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Song Zhixing was changing clothes, thinking about finally going out, even though Tang Yu would definitely restrict her freedom, she was still very happy.

She put the cotton-padded clothes on herself, dressed herself like a zongzi, and looked at the full-length mirror. When straightening the neckline, looking through the mirror, the tall figure of the man suddenly appeared at the door.

He wore a white shirt and black trousers, with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the door frame. The gaze fell on her, deep and complicated, as if mixed with all kinds of emotions.

The look in his eyes is so strong that it can almost melt people.

Song Zhixing felt that this man was a kind of poison. He just stood there, even if he didn't say anything, just a look in his eyes was enough to make any woman easily fall into it.

"Are you finished?" She recovered from the look in his eyes.

"Yeah." He nodded. His eyes still fell on her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She lowered her head and looked at herself up and down. "Does it look weird in this way."

Tang Yu stepped in and approached her step by step. Song Zhixing could feel the heavy shadow covering him, with an extremely powerful aura, the closer he gets, the more people breathe. She instinctively wanted to retreat, but before she had time to move, Tang Yu seemed to have seen her through, with a big palm wrapped around her waist, pushing her to his chest.

She just thought he was strange. What's the matter?

The pink lips opened slightly, and I wanted to ask. However, Tang Yu's kiss was suddenly covered up involuntarily, and there was no room for her to relax. The hot and humid tongue pierced her lips and teeth directly, curling her scented tongue. As if she was about to swallow her whole body, she sucked so hard that she had difficulty even breathing, and she grabbed his shirt with her fingers, panting, trying to get a little air. But Tang Yu obviously did not intend to let her go. Instead, she eagerly tore the cotton-padded coat she had just put on.

Lips, moved away from her lips, and landed on her neck. Sucking and biting, leaving a series of extremely ambiguous red marks.

Song Zhixing's breathing was unsteady, "Tang Yu...you bite me..."

"Stars, I hurt more than you... ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times!"

Song Zhixing could not understand him, but he could hear the hoarseness and dullness in his tone, as well as the deeper, stronger and more shocking emotions. However, she couldn't help but think more, Tang Yu directly pulled all the clothes on her body, picked her up, and threw her onto the bed.

Tang Yu pressed her raised hands with one hand, and unbuttoned his shirt with the other. As if pressing a strong depression, his hands peeling off the buttons were as strong as a pull. Several buttons on the shirt have fallen off. The eyes have been focused on her tightly, as if she was going to be taken apart and eaten into the abdomen.

Song Zhixing looked back at him, she felt like she was drowning in Tang Yu's eyes, her heart trembled and her lips were red and swollen from the kiss. She asked softly: "What's the matter?"

"I just want you! I really want to!" He took off his clothes, and the two bodies pressed together without any hindrance.

He didn't have the patience and gentleness of the past, and he slammed into her body abruptly. Song Zhixing's whole body was stretched tight, and his eyebrows were so painful that he was so forced to ask for it, and he stared at him accusingly, "Tang Yu, you are too rude!"

"Does it hurt?" he asked in a dumb voice.

"...It hurts." Song Zhixing's eyes were covered with a thin mist, "It hurts terribly."

"I hurt too..." he muttered. The big palm held her face, stared for a moment, kissed deeply, and the body began to pulsate strongly. Every time, it seemed to shake her soul.

Song Zhixing's body began to dance with him from the initial pain to the gradual adaptation, and soon had a reaction.

His long-lasting bravery forced her to become weak again and again. She couldn't bear to bite Tang Yu's shoulder, crying and begging, "Tang Yu, slow down...I can't take it..."

Tang Yu held up her little face.

I saw her small face was pink and tender like a peach blossom in March. At this moment, mingled with strong passions, glamorous like silk. When he thought of this little thing trying to leave him from start to finish, Tang Yu breathed harder, and a vengeful vigor emerged in his heart, but he asked her harder.

"Ah..." Song Zhixing finally couldn't stand it, groaning.

He picked her up, pressed her in front of the full-length mirror, and then asked her again. In the mirror, this passion was fully displayed, and Song Zhixing could even clearly see that his body was flushed by him. She turned away in shame and didn't dare to look more.

"Tang Yu, don't stay here..."

Her voice was soft, almost begging for mercy.

"Xingxing, look at me, look at this man who is wanting you!" Tang Yu turned her face back domineeringly. He desperately wanted her to remember herself forever, the moment when they were in harmony with each other.

Song Zhixing felt ashamed and angry.

His fingers were burned on her face, and she felt so hot that her whole body was about to burn.

"I'm watching, I've been watching... But, you are bullying like this... um~~" Song Zhixing's last note was disturbed by his request.

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