Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She fell asleep in a daze, and after a long time, she felt a big palm covering her forehead.

Pei Qiqi called dad in a daze...

Tang Yu was stunned and realized that her name was Pei Minghe. He had an impression of that man, a good man, but he was not smart enough to do business.

He lay down following her curve, stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, his embrace was very warm, Pei Qiqi shrank there, the whole being a small one.

Tang Yu didn't know if other men liked young girls, but he liked the way Pei Qiqi looked at him. The tender face and the whole body were like white lotus...

Pei Qiqi slowly fell asleep in that embrace...

When she woke up, Tang Yu was no longer there. In the next two days, she went to Shengyuan, but she did not see Tang Yu.

There was nothing to clean in the president's room. She sat on the carpet, leaning on the bookshelf behind and reading the books on it... But the little heart was still a little scared, for fear that he would suddenly appear.

Later, when Xiao Liu heard that the president had been on business these two days, she breathed a sigh of relief and stole two days of laziness firmly.

...Friday at four o'clock in the afternoon.

Meng Qingcheng drove the car wearing sunglasses, and glanced lightly in the rearview mirror, "Should I go back to the company or go directly to the old house?"

Tang Yu flipped through the documents and returned after a while, "Go back to the old house!"

Meng Qingcheng was a little surprised, "Don't go back and see your sweetheart?"

I haven't seen you in these two days, don't you want to?

In fact, he wanted to inquire about Tang Yu and Pei Qiqi's affairs, but he didn't have enough courage.

Tang Yu closed the file and opened the car window. Meng Qingcheng couldn't help but said that he didn't want to. Now you are thinking about wherever you are!

Tang Yu ignored him, and didn't tell the privacy between him and Pei Qiqi...

He is an old-fashioned man, who doesn't like to share his surname with others.

Not even Qingcheng.

Then he frowned, remembering that he actually only had to spend one night with her... that night, he was drunk. He almost forgot the taste, but he knew it was a very addictive taste.

Open the window to cool down your body, which is warming up suddenly, because Qingcheng mentioned her.

The extended RV drove all the way to Yanhui’s villa and stopped in front of the lawn.

Meng Qingcheng jumped out of the car and Tang Yu opened the door behind him. Someone had come over and carried the briefcase in his hand.

Tang Yu walked quickly ahead, and Meng Qingcheng followed, and couldn't help saying as he walked, "Your father is really willing to spend money. It looks like a palace!"

"No one wants you to talk." Tang Yu's tone was not very good, but Meng Qingcheng had known for a long time that Tang Yu would not have a good face here.

As he was talking, a lightly small body plunged into Tang Yu's arms, and the voice was like, "Brother!"

Tang Yu stretched out his hand to hug the little guy in his arms and stabilized, then took her off his body, squatted and looked at her carefully: "Growing taller again!"

Tang Xin flattened her mouth unhappily, "Brother, how long have you not come to see me?"

"Isn't it here now?" Tang Yu stretched out his hand and touched her little head to express comfort.

Tang Xin snorted, "One month, three days, eight hours, fourteen minutes, and seventeen seconds!"