Tang Yu only spoke occasionally and made arrangements. In the middle of the meeting, the computer briefly "ticked-" and an email alert jumped to the desktop, blocking the video.

Is the mailbox of the star logged in on the desktop.

Tang Yu wanted to turn it off, but the content of the email showed more than half of it, and when he looked at it, he saw the big words 'X University Admission Notice'.

Hover over the email page and click on it, but eventually, the long finger moved away and didn't click on it. He sat in his study, lost in deep thought for a long time, distracted.

He didn't even notice that the executives who were reporting to work stopped and waited for instructions. Until Du Hui called a few times over there, "Second master? Second master! ”

Tang Yu suddenly came back to his senses, and his expression was a little more stiff than just now. Du Hui was confused, and he was puzzled.

"Mr. Yu has finished reporting, look ......"

"Got it. This concludes our meeting for today. Tang Yu's voice was slightly low, "I'll come back as soon as possible tomorrow." ”

"Okay." Several people followed, waiting for Tang Yu to take the lead in disconnecting. It took a long time for him to close the computer heavily, leaning back on the sofa tiredly, staring at the ceiling with a heavy and complicated look.

The little girl has grown up, and she is no longer the one who is arranged by him and lives in his world.

She began to want her own space and life.

It's like the dust in the palm of his hand, the tighter he grips it, the more he wants to stay, perhaps, eventually...... The more you can't keep it......

Let her go!

Let her go......

Such a thought flashed through his heart, but just thinking about it made his chest feel tight. It's not easy to let go, but why is the decision to 'leave' so easy in her world?

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Song Zhixing was changing his clothes, thinking that he was finally going out for a walk, even if he would definitely be restricted from freedom by Tang Yu, he was still very happy.

She put the cotton clothes on herself, dressed herself like a zongzi, and looked again and again in the dressing mirror. When the neckline was straightened, through the mirror, the tall figure of the man suddenly appeared at the door without knowing when.

He was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, with his hands in his pockets, reclining against the door frame. The gaze fell on her, deep and complex, as if mixed with all kinds of emotions.

That look is so affectionate that it can almost melt people.

Song Zhixing felt that this man was a kind of poison. He just stood there, even if he didn't say anything, just a glance, it was enough to make any woman fall for it easily.

"Are you done?" She came back to her senses from the look in his eyes.

"Hmm." He bowed his head. The eyes still fell on her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She also lowered her head and looked herself up and down. "Doesn't it look weird to wear like this?"

Tang Yu stepped in and approached her step by step. Song Zhixing could feel a heavy shadow covering him, with an extremely powerful aura, and the closer he got closer, the more breathless it became. She instinctively wanted to retreat, but before she could make a move, Tang Yu seemed to have seen her through, and her big palm had already wrapped around her waist and pressed her to her chest.

She only thought he was weird. What's going on?

The pink red lips opened slightly, wanting to ask. However, Tang Yu's kiss suddenly fell inexplicably, and there was not even a little room for her to ease, and the hot and humid tongue went directly into her lips and teeth, wrapping her scented tongue. As if to swallow her whole, he sucked so hard that she couldn't even breathe, fingers tugging at his shirt, gasping for breath in an attempt to get some air. But Tang Yu obviously didn't intend to let her go. Instead, he desperately tore the cotton clothes she had just put on.

lips, removed from her lips, fell to her neck. Sucking and biting, leaving a series of ambiguous red marks.

Song Zhixing's breathing was unsteady, "Tang Yu...... You've bitten me......"

"Star, I hurt more than you...... It hurts tenfold, hundredfold, thousandfold! ”

Song Zhixing couldn't understand his words, but he could hear the hoarseness and darkness in his tone, as well as the more depressed, intense and shocking emotions. However, she couldn't help but think about it, Tang Yu directly pulled off all the clothes on her body, picked her up, and threw her on the bed.

Tang Yu pressed her raised hands with one hand, and untied the shirt on her body with the other. As if he was pressed with a heavy depression, his hand peeling off the button was so strong that it almost looked like he was pulling. Several buttons of the shirt were missing. His eyes were fixed on her, as if he was going to eat her up.

Song Zhixing looked back at him, she felt that she was about to drown in Tang Yu's eyes, her heart trembled, and her lips were red and swollen from the kiss. She asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

"I just want you! I really want to! He undressed, and the two bodies fit together without hindrance.

He didn't have the patience and gentleness of the past, and he crashed into her body. Song Zhixing's whole body was tense, and he was so compelled to ask for it that his eyebrows were twisted together, and he glared at him accusatory, "Tang Yu, you are too rude like this!" ”

"Does it hurt?" He asked in a hoarse voice.

“…… Hurt. Song Zhixing's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, "It hurts terribly." ”

"I hurt ...... too," he whispered. The big palm cupped her face, stared at it for a moment, and then gave a deep kiss, and her body began to hit with strong force. Every time, it seemed to shake her soul.

Song Zhixing went from the initial pain to the gradual adaptation, his body danced with him, and he quickly reacted.

His long-lasting bravery forced her to weaken again and again, and she couldn't stand it and bit Tang Yu's shoulder, crying and pleading, "Tang Yu, you slow down...... I can't stand ......"

Tang Yu cupped her little face.

I saw that her little face was pink and tender like a peach blossom in March. At this moment, mixed with strong lust, the eyes are like silk. Thinking that this little thing was fighting the idea of leaving him from beginning to end, Tang Yu's breathing intensified, and a ruthless sense of revenge surfaced in his heart, but he asked her harder.

"Ah......" Song Zhixing finally couldn't bear it anymore and groaned.

He picked her up, pressed her in front of the dressing mirror, and pierced her again from behind. In the mirror, this passion was fully displayed, and Song Zhixing could even clearly see that her body was flushed by him, and she turned her face away in shame, not daring to look more.

"Tang Yu, don't ...... here"

Her voice was soft, almost begging for mercy.

"Xingxing, look at me, look at this man who wants you!" Tang Yu turned her face back domineeringly. He desperately wanted her to remember him forever, to remember the moments when they were in love with each other.

Song Zhixing felt that he was about to die of shame.

His fingers burned on her face, and she felt so hot that she was about to burn.

"I'm watching, I've been watching...... But you're bullying people like that...... Hmm~~" Song Zhixing's last note was stirred up by his request.

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