Good Morning, Mr. President!

I was curious to see her still standing at the door.

Hearing this voice, Song Zhixing suddenly returned to his eyes, his eyelashes fanned down, and the crystal tears fell out of his eyes. She lowered her head and hurriedly raised her hand to wipe away the tears. However, the tears flowed more and more without control, at all.

Tang Yu, who was sitting inside, suddenly raised his eyes and looked subconsciously towards the door.

What fell into his eyes was a stretched shadow, but he could easily recognize her. Eyebrows frowned, looking around at other people, "You talk first, I'll go out."

Talking, getting up, Shen Bu walked towards the door. Opening the door, as expected, the little girl was standing at the door. Tang Youyou is also here.

At this moment, Tang Youyou was worried and asked her, "How did you cry so well?"

Cried?

Tang Yumei's heart wrinkled even tighter.

Song Zhixing was wiping her tears at first, only to feel a shadow of oppression come, she looked subconsciously. Under the bright light, Tang Yu's eyes were deep, and her eyes were straight up. She stared at him sternly, all kinds of emotions rushing in her heart, hitting her heart with a heavy blow, and the moistness in her eyes gathered more and more for a while, and finally, she turned into more sour tears.

enough……

Between them, no matter what happened, right or wrong, to this moment, it should be completely over.

Beginning today, this man belongs to the aunt, and it is her uncle who can't be stunned ...

If she ever had any reveries about this man again, it would be a rebellion, really **** it!

This thought, hovering in her mind, she said nothing, leaned over her face and turned to leave.

However, one step was not taken yet, Tang Yu reached out and tugged her slender wrist forcefully. With the other hand, bring the side entrance door from behind.

Song Zhixing wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be blocked by cotton, and he couldn't say a word. She had to pinch his hand with brute force, and the tears flowed more and more.

However, Tang Yu remained motionless. No matter how hard she tried, she could not shake him. He only glanced at Tang Youyou, who was foggy, and Shen said, "You go first."

Tang Youyou glanced at Song Zhixing and looked at him again, worried. However, I also knew Tang Yu's words, and he always could not tolerate his beak. He bowed his head and said, "I'll go now."

She finished and turned. Take a step and turn back again, reminding: "Second Brother, don't bully the stars. Tell her well."

Tang Yu only spit out three words, "I know."

As soon as Tang Youyou left, Tang Yu looked down at Song Zhixing, his eyes were deep, "What are you crying for?"

"You loose me." Even if she didn't want to be ashamed in front of him, she couldn't bear crying impatiently. The water-fog eyes, under the bright light, looked like the broken crystal, which made Tang Yu's heart hurt. Not only did he not let go of her, but his long arms crossed, hugged her waist, and hugged her. Free up one hand and push away the home theater next to the side hall.

In the home theater, there is no light, and darkness surrounds each other.

Tang Yu's hand moved away from her waist, and Song Zhixing was free. He twisted and opened the door and ran out.

Tang Yu flipped her over and hugged him heavily on the wall. He stared at her from top to bottom, his eyes full of warnings: "You have already messed with me tonight. Before I really get angry, you better not give me any more trouble!"

Song Zhixing was still in the misty tears, and looked at him sadly. Uncontrollable in my mind, I remembered the picture of him and his aunt stepping into the wedding hall hand in hand. For a time, I just felt like a broken heart.

She thought, she really wasn't saved! She was thinking about her ‘little uncle’! But what should I do? She couldn't restrain herself ...

The fingers, the wall behind them, the tips of their fingers were all white. She cried in a crying voice and said, "Uncle, I want to go back, I want to go back ..."

"Where are you going?"

"... back to my grandfather. I don't want to stay in Jude anymore ..."

Tang Yu frowned fiercely, pinching her chin, lifting her tear-small face, and the air pressure was low. "You really want to leave that way? So you want to be far away from me?"

"Yes, I'm leaving ... I won't be back in the future ..." She wouldn't be so sad only if she was far away from him, wouldn't she? He won't go against the rules, he has those messy thoughts about him! Not to be jealous ...

She was jealous of her aunt, which was an unforgivable thing.

Tang Yu did n’t know what she was thinking. When she heard her ‘never come back’, she took a hard breath and looked somber: “Song Zhixing, do you have any conscience?”

For his complaint, Song Zhixing had no time to refute, he suddenly bowed his head and kissed down fiercely. No, it's not a kiss, it's a bite.

He seemed very hated, really angry, with a thick unwillingness, covering her lower lip, biting heavily.

How come there is such a hard-hearted woman? No matter how good he treats her, she will only hurt him, she will always want to run away from him ...

"It hurts ..." Song Zhixing was bitten by him and groaned. Tang Yu hates and grumbles again, but still can't bear the distress. In the end, she loosened her tears, and Song Zhixing cried even more. He held her crying face with a big palm, and said helplessly with a low mute voice: "Star of Song, if I can, I really want you completely!"

In a word, it fell into her ears, only feeling sadness. She looked at him and choked up, "You don't want me anymore ... you don't want me anymore ..."

His eyes were dark red, "Who really wants who?"

He asked himself that he could never do without her. Whether she loves him or not.

Song Zhixing's chest was so uncomfortable that she couldn't hold back, she just wanted to let out her feelings. Either jealous, sad, or resentful-she couldn't bear it anymore.

With both hands, holding his shirt collar firmly, she was crying and her hands were shaking, "I know you're going to marry my aunt right away, I know ... I heard it all ..."

The last few words, sounds, shattered as if the wind would blow away.

Tang Yu was shocked by her words. The throat knot rolled down, there was no sound for a long time, and I could only stare deeply at the girl crying in my arms. After a long while, I was afraid that I would be affectionate myself, and asked in a mute voice: "So ... how did you cry like this?"

She choked and was speechless.

However, in Tang Yu's view, this is the default. This little thing is a hard-mouthed person, if not, she would have repeatedly denied it.

Tang Yu's eyes were scorching, and in the dark night, all kinds of emotions were shining, burning brightly, "You don't want me to be your little aunt?"