Good Morning, Mr. President!

Tang Yu laughed, "So, is this distressing for my money?"

Song Zhixing was stunned.

His smile was rare and rare before her. Suddenly seeing it this way, she felt like it was clearing away the layers of fog and projecting the dawn. Although still only faint, it is difficult to look away. He admires how many women admire when he smiles, but when he laughs, it turns out ... more charming ...

charming?

Song Zhixing was shocked by the two words that came out of his mind. Is she a wicked man, and actually thinks this man ... well, he is indeed charming, this is a fact, and he can't deny it.

"I'm not distressed about your money, anyway, you are so rich." Song Zhixing looked back and mumbled, "I just think this is something I can solve myself ..."

"Your solution is to give your shoes to someone else?"

"Um." She nodded and took it for granted, never thinking that there was anything wrong with it.

Tang Yu stared at her, "Am I allowed?"

She did not feel wronged, and he did not allow her to be wronged in that way.

"..." Song Zhixing drew his lips.

This man is really domineering, as long as he has permission to do everything.

He must have felt that he had committed himself to shine shoes, and lost his Tang family's face, right?

"Er, there is only one umbrella left now." Just as the two were talking, someone came over with the last umbrella. Song Zhixing remembered the hand she was holding tightly with Tang Yu. She was embarrassed for a moment and immediately pulled her hand away and put it back.

Tang Yu did not force her. Moreover, compared with her embarrassment, he looked calm and calm, as if two people were holding hands, it was only natural.

Song Zhixing couldn't help but look at him twice, this man is obviously thicker than his own skin.

but……

What's wrong with you? Just now he didn't break away from him immediately, but felt that ... it was good to be led by him.

"Where is Mo?" Tang Yu asked her the last umbrella from the others.

Song Zhixing took back his messy mind, learned his appearance, and calmly said, "I let him go back first."

Tang Yu only said "um" from the nasal cavity and did not say much. Song Zhixing stole him, I don't know if he was angry with Lao Mo, but he still pleaded for Lao Mo: "Second uncle, don't be angry with Uncle Mo, he really let me go first. He never got this In this case, he is very dedicated. "

Fearing that he was angry, she said that she would let Uncle Mo get away.

Tang Yu bowed her head and looked at her more.

This little girl didn't know that Mo Shu had been taken away by herself, and she had been protecting him inside and out. It seems that these years, she and everyone in the family are doing well.

He has no conscience to him on weekdays, but is very kind to others.

Tang Yu's face was milder. She didn't reply to her, but just let the managers who followed her leave.

He opened the curtain and opened his umbrella. Looking back, when he saw Song Zhixing still standing there, he didn't come over, he frowned, "What else is going on?"

"what?"

"Come here!" He looked like he didn't have much patience.

Song Zhixing thinks he looks like he is looking for pets. But she still had to keep up. Who keeps himself without an umbrella?

She reached Tang Yu in a few steps. The curtains opened, and the wind and rain poured into it. Song Zhixing was going to retreat subconsciously. Tang Yu's arm had been clasped by his hand. "Retreat? Want to go back?"

Before she was ready, Tang Yu was approached and broke into the storm.

Song Zhixing was not used to being too close to Tang Yu or to get along with him, so she was still tense at this moment, even if he had not spoken.

"Second uncle, you can take me to the side of the road, I can take a taxi back home!"

Tang Yu ignored her and went straight to the office building next to her.

Glancing at her, he moved the umbrella a few inches calmly.

However, the rain is not small, and the wind and rain still broke into the umbrella. Song Zhixing had a white shirt and a skirt on his body, and everyone got wet in a while. She felt cold, and wished she could lean on Tang Yu's body to get warm. However, her mind was not bad!

She only took the schoolbag off her shoulder and held it in her arms. With his head and neck narrowed, he looked like a wet chicken.

Tang Yumu's eyes darkened: "Is it cold?"

"... Well, a little." Song Zhixing held the bag tighter, as if to use it for heating.

Tang Yukong stretched out her hand, "Give me a schoolbag."

Song Zhixing almost shook his head instinctively, "No."

She wants to bring the schoolbag for heating, and there are two gifts in it! If he finds out, he will be dead. This person has always been very insightful, and she has to be careful.

However, Tang Yu simply did not hear what she refused, stretched out her palm, and easily pulled out the schoolbag in her arms. Song Zhixing was anxious, tiptoeing, to retake it. Tang Yu stretched out her umbrella, spread her long arms, and rolled her thin and wet into her arms.

This sudden move surprised Song Zhixing and caught him off guard.

He is tall and has a strong chest.

She was about 165, her face was against his chest, and he hugged her whole body completely. Even if it was a stormy outside, accompanied by the roar of the motor vehicle ‘嘀嘀 ——’ on the street, it was particularly noisy, but she could still clearly hear the beating of his chest and heart.

Bang--

Every time, it is strong.

Hitting her eardrum and hitting her heart.

Make her heart beat, suddenly suddenly disordered.

What is he doing?

and……

What is their posture? How could elders and juniors be so close?

Song Zhixing felt back and forth, struggling to support his shoulders with both hands.

"Don't mess around!" Tang Yu whispered, using an open suit, to wrap her petite and dense.

This time, between their upper bodies, there were only two thin shirts. She could even feel the strong chest muscles of a man.

She had never been so close to any man, let alone the other man was a mature man. Song Zhixing's heartbeat was completely out of control, and her small face went red.

Being so close, she could smell the clear fragrance on him.

Very light and smells good.

This is probably the kind of hormones that mature men say in the magazine? In short, this is not in those male students in their class, even Xi Nan.

The male students in her class who were so-called 'vigorous' only had sweaty odor after playing.

"Uncle ..." For a long while, she licked her dry lower lip and opened her mouth gently.