The gaze he gave her was deep and hot, as if it could melt all the barriers in her heart and penetrate her heart directly. "Really? Xingxing, ask yourself carefully."
Song Zhixing couldn't stand his gaze at all. Her eyes were erratic, not daring to meet his gaze. She just spoke randomly: "Even if... even if I can't bear to leave, I'm not reluctant to leave you. I can't bear to leave Sister Li, I can't bear to leave the housekeeper, I can't bear to leave Chengcheng..."
As she spoke, her voice became lower and lower.
Because, she originally thought that Tang Yu would be angry for not getting the answer he expected, but, for the first time in his life, he did not show any anger at all, and just looked at her deeply.
What she didn't know was that, in fact, his request was not much. No matter who she was reluctant to leave, at least... at this moment, she was willing to stay. She didn't really agree and turned around and left mercilessly...
He didn't lose too completely...
That's enough...
"Since you can't bear to leave so many people, don't mention leaving again in the future." Tang Yu's fingers gently stroked her stubborn lips, with a bit of helplessness and a bit of sigh, "Did you hear me?"
That's all
Song Zhixing was still in a state of surprise, and could only nod his head foolishly. The place where his fingers brushed was so hot that it was frightening.
"It's getting late, go to bed." He suddenly let go of her hand and let her go. His eyes drifted from her body to her soft lips, feeling a little uncomfortable. He raised his hand to open the door for her, and his voice became hoarse, "Go out."
Song Zhixing stood at the door holding a book and looked at him. For some reason, she suddenly didn't want to leave. She didn't even want to think about what was going on.
He just turned around, threw the book to the ground, and lay down on the carpet again.
Looking at that seductive posture, Tang Yu's eyebrows jumped fiercely, and his tone couldn't help but become heavier, "What are you doing?"
Song Zhixing didn't realize anything was wrong and flipped through the book. "Of course I'm doing my homework. I haven't finished it yet."
"Go back to your room and write!" The tone was stiff.
"This study room is not yours alone." Song Zhixing felt that this man was unpredictable, difficult to figure out, and difficult to serve. She raised her head and spoke to him, "I have been doing my homework like this for the past six months since you were away."
It would have been fine if she didn't raise her head, but once she raised her head...
Tang Yu's breathing became heavier.
The nightgown she was wearing was loose and comfortable, with a not-too-low neckline. She was lying on her stomach with her head raised, and from his angle, the mature whiteness beneath her pajamas was clearly visible.
This little thing is actually wearing nothing underneath!
Tang Yu looked gloomy, and felt his blood rushing to his head. She was simply challenging his self-control!
He bent over and picked her up from the ground, then threw her directly into the chair in front of the desk. He then threw her book onto the table and tapped it with his long fingers, "Write here! What position were you in just now?"
"I… "
"Do your homework!" Tang Yu stared at her, interrupting her from saying anything else.
Democracy!
Song Zhixing puffed up her cheeks and muttered. Sure enough, he was still that tyrannical Second Uncle! He was only good for a few minutes before his true colors were revealed! However, if I want to change my mind now and go to my grandfather's place, will I still have room for regret
Song Zhixing was thinking randomly, but it was just thinking. He was really lying on the desk doing his homework obediently.
Tang Yu sat down on the chair behind the desk and flipped through the documents. He suddenly realized that sitting face to face with two people was definitely a torture for him.
because…
When she was lying on the table, worrying about the homework, the spring scenery inside was still vaguely visible.
He tried hard to focus on the document, but his mind was not there at all.
This is really a very bad thing!
On weekdays outside, many sexy women would want to take off their clothes and get close to him, but when has he ever looked at them more than once
Now, a little girl who is still wet behind the ears wants to see more. In fact, it is not just limited to seeing!
This affects his work efficiency quite a bit!
Tang Yu stood up, took a blanket from the cupboard, and threw it on Song Zhixing casually. He did not sit in front of the desk anymore, but kept a certain distance from her and sat on the sofa behind her.
Song Zhixing was concentrating on doing her homework when her eyes went dark. She was stunned for a moment, then pulled the blanket off, revealing her little head. She turned her head to look at him suspiciously, "Uncle, what are you doing?"
Tang Yu flipped through the documents calmly, as if saying casually, "It's getting cold, put it on."
Is it cold
It's so cold in this weather! Is Second Uncle okay
"If you feel cold, you can put it on. I'm not cold." She said, and was about to give him the blanket.
"Put it on!" Tang Yu raised his head and said these two words in a heavy voice.
It would be strange if you weren't hot wearing a blanket in this weather!
Song Zhixing didn't know why Tang Yu made such a strange request. Wasn't he just trying to trick himself
She didn't want to listen to him, so she simply grabbed the blanket and wrapped him tightly. He was wrapped like a cicada pupa, and Song Zhixing thought he looked so funny, and immediately became playful, not realizing any danger. She pinched the two ends of the blanket with both hands, tightened it twice, leaned over and spoke to him with a smile, "Second Uncle, don't you feel cold now?"
That smile was clean and bright, like the light of the rising sun that penetrates through the clouds.
This little girl, every time she was with him before, she would either have a stern face or cry. This was one of the few times she smiled in front of him...
There was a sweet and gentle fragrance all over her body.
Leaning down to talk to him like this, the spring scenery under her clothes was fully exposed. He could even clearly see the tempting red berries, trembling slightly, so cute that he wanted to pick them.
Tang Yu's heart was in turmoil, and he could hardly control his emotions. He slowly put down the document and looked her in the eye, "Xingxing, do you want to feel it for yourself?"
There was a sexy and seductive gleam in the man's eyes.
Song Zhixing seemed to be bewitched. She stared at him blankly, not understanding what he meant, but her heart was beating inexplicably. When she sensed danger and wanted to escape, she was hugged by the man. He pushed her legs apart with his knees, and held her hips with his big hands without saying anything. He pushed her slightly inward, and her legs were spread apart, and she sat on his lap face to face.
Song Zhixing screamed, her voice trembling. This posture was too dangerous and too ambiguous, and she subconsciously tightened her hands holding the blanket.
But Tang Yu did not give her time to relax, he grabbed her hand and let her hand slide into the collar of his nightgown. Without any hindrance, her fingertips touched the man's hot muscles, and she was so shocked that her eyelashes trembled violently.