Good Morning, Mr. President!

The pain in his eyes gave Song Zhixing a moment's thought that it was his illusion.

From small to large, in her eyes, or in the eyes of anyone, Tang Yu has always been high above him, as indestructible as God.

He is like an iron man, he will not be knocked down or hurt. Just like last time, so many pieces of glass were inserted in his palm, but he could not even hum, as if the skin and flesh experienced by mortals was nothing to him.

Therefore, at this moment, seeing a deep pain in his eyes, Song Zhixing was puzzled and shocked, and she felt that Tang Yu was strange to her. It suddenly seemed like they were all ordinary people, with flesh and blood.

The anger gradually narrowed, and she suddenly regretted her regrets for not speaking. The lips flapped and wanted to say something. However, the next instant, I saw Tang Yu rising slowly, holding one side of her with one hand, and coldly peeling off his shirt buttons, the other with a bit of evil and possessiveness in her eyes.

That way, Song Zhixing was shocked by the danger.

I just regretted it and swept away. She hugged another pillow on the bed vigilantly and ran between them, as if it was a shield that could protect her, "What are you ... what are you doing?"

Tang Yu took the pillow away with one hand, and his expression was gloomy. "Since you don't want me to be your guardian, and you feel that my beast is abnormal, then tonight, I will no longer be your guardian or your elder-- "

He paused, staring at her heavily. Song Zhixing was trembling, she shook her head violently and violently, don't listen! She doesn't listen to him next!

However, Tang Yu didn't give her any possibility of avoidance, and her thin lips lifted up, "Song Zhixing, what I want to do is your man!"

This is a statement. It is a ridiculous declaration.

As soon as this word came out, Song Zhixing was hit hard, as if being punched with a heavy punch, shocked her almost to faint.

"No! I don't! You are my second uncle! You are not a man!" She wept bitterly, growling aloud, and the tears became more and more uncontrollable.

When the most fearful thing in the heart is confirmed to be true, it is a fatal, devastating blow. His last proclaimed words destroyed all her three views in a destructive and destructive manner.

She fell into bed unbearably.

The hair was completely scattered, and tears dampened the mess on the cheeks. She was over-hit, her slender body was shaking so much, like a drowning child about to die, and she was breathing heavily and panting ...

Tang Yu looked at her like this, and her heart seemed to be pulled out of countless wounds. Her disgust and resentment were not concealed at all, so she showed it so clearly. Like a sharp blade, stabbed him.

Hate to the extreme and hurt to the extreme, Tang Yu pinched her chin and kissed her deeply again. This time, she resisted more fiercely than ever, as if he was really a beast. She sat up, slap him on the pillow, and bit him.

Tang Yu clasped her hands. When she wanted to go further, she found that her face was pale and her breathing was difficult.

My heart tightened.

Drunk immediately disappeared without a trace.

As soon as he let go of her, she curled up in pain, her fragile tears, making Tang Yu's throat tight and her chest somber. An emotion of self-loathing caught him fiercely.

He's so impulsive!

The anger and the impact of alcohol caused him to lose his mind completely and never thought about her fragile mind.

"Stars ..." He half-hugged her uncle. There was a dull voice in the voice.

"Don't touch me ..." She had an asthma attack, painless enough to breathe, but still insisted on avoiding him. It is conceivable how disgusted and panicky she was in her heart.

Tang Yu opened the drawer, poured out the pills, and brought them to her lips.

"I don't want to take medicine ... I don't want you to care about me ..." Song Zhixing slaps his hands with all his strength.

Just thinking about Tang Yu ’s words, Song Zhixing felt extremely ashamed. As if waiting in front of her were abyss and darkness.

Pills, dropped on white sheets. Tang Yu's eyes were deep and complex, with many and many emotions. In the end, he picked up the pills one by one, took the water from the bedside, and drank his head. Then, without waiting for Song Zhixing to respond, he flatly put the tablets and water into her mouth.

"Oh ~"

Song Zhixing wants to resist. However, Tang Yu clasped her neck with one hand, leaving her no room for struggle.

She was forced to swallow the medicine because she struggled so hard that her fingertips made a mark of blood on his chest.

Originally thought that Tang Yu would invade her again, but after feeding the medicine, he didn't stay between her lips and teeth for a moment and immediately pulled away.

The cup was heavily on the bedside, and he sat by the bed with a gloomy look.

Waking up, even he felt that everything just now was too absurd.

Almost ...

If it wasn't for her sudden onset, maybe he would ...

Song Zhixing was still in shock, holding the quilt and hiding in the corner. As if he was a fierce beast, he didn't even dare to look at her.

The grieving and terrified weeping of the girl, sulking in the room, upset him.

For a while ...

He started and rebuttoned the shirt one by one.

"Don't cry." Tang Yu whispered.

"..." Song Zhixing's condition eased a little, but his resistance to him did not ease. Hearing his words, he squeezed towards the bed again.

"Tonight, I drink too much. Later ..."

"There is no future!" Song Zhixing took his words, his voice was sharp, but he was still shaking, "I will tell my grandfather, I will not live here again ... I will not live with you again ..."

Before that, Tang Yu never thought about letting her go.

She used to want to go to school. Almost half of the students in the class, including Chen Cheng, lived in the school, and she was eager to move away from him. He was originally abroad and flew back that night, kicking her straight out of school.

Even if it is the best dormitory condition, it will not be as good as one or two at home. He was worried that she couldn't stand the crowded and wet dormitory, that her occasional petulant temper would not deal well with the dormitory interpersonal relationships, and he was more worried about her condition.

However, at this moment ...

He might change his mind ...

"Whether you can't live in the future, you must live here tonight." Tang Yu turned around, picked up the pillows that had been thrown on the floor, and set them on the bedside. "Come and sleep!"

"I don't want you to care ..." Song Zhixing's voice was still crying. He commanded this, and her always high attitude made her feel contradictory.