It turned out that he would not be coming back today.

Forget it, if you don't come back, you won't come back! Isn't it better? She can go to the party with peace of mind, so ...... What are you missing?

Song Zhixing puffed out his mouth and despised himself in particular. Then, cheer up, pack the necessary medicine, and go to the class reunion.

A group of young boys and a group of young girls were together and had a great time. Song Zhixing also had a lot of fun. From noon, playing to the afternoon, after having dinner together, everyone dispersed and went home. Song Zhixing was picked up by Uncle Mo.

The Tang family villa, the whole house is particularly bright. The kitchen hasn't opened yet, and it's busy.

"Miss, you're back!" Sister Li greeted her while cleaning up.

Song Zhixing looked down and realized that what she had packed was Tang Yu's suit, and his black flight box was placed aside.

"Sister Li, is the second uncle back?" Song Zhixing threw his satchel on the sofa, unable to hide the joy on his face.

"Look, you're having fun!" Sister Li smiled, "It's been a while since I've been back, and I'll ask you as soon as I come back." ”

"Really?" Song Zhixing pretended not to care, but her curved eyes betrayed her emotions at the moment, and her voice was lowered, "You won't be angry again, will you?" ”

"I'm not happy. However, knowing that you have the medicine with you, you are not angry. ”

Song Zhixing put a heart back in his stomach. Then, he glanced upstairs, pretended to be careless and asked, "Sister Li, is the second uncle in the room?" ”

"The second master looked tired, and he fell asleep as soon as he came back. I haven't eaten dinner yet. Just go up and have a look, and don't bother him. You know? ”

"Oh." Sister Li's advice, Song Zhixing listened. Walking upstairs, when he walked to the stairs, the door of the study was pushed open from the inside, and Du Hui came out of the study with the papers.

"Du Hui." Song Zhixing greeted him.

"Little Miss, you've finally moved back." Du Hui yawned as he spoke.

"Why are your eyes full of bloodshots, how long have you stayed up all night?"

"Don't mention it." Du Hui looked painful and complained: "The second master is a workaholic, he doesn't count tossing himself, and he tosses us enough." It would have taken a little time to do this project, but now there are almost only finishing touches left. Little Miss, I said that you really have to persuade the second master. ”

"Persuade what?"

"Let him work so hard. They are all 30 years old, and they are not young anymore. If you don't store some physical strength, how will you deal with a young man like you when the time comes? ”

Song Zhixing was embarrassed, "You didn't persuade you?" He wouldn't really stay up a few more nights, would he? ”

Song Zhixing remembered that when he left that night, he looked tired, and his heart was still in a ball. He always said that she couldn't take care of herself, but in fact, he didn't know how to take care of herself, right?

"What role do we persuade, who would dare to push away the work in the hands of the second master? If you dare. Du Hui said: "As long as you say it to the little lady, the second master will definitely listen." ”

"Really?" Song Zhixing was not sure. He didn't call her much because of work. However, it is really not possible to work so hard. She bowed her head, "When he wakes up, I'll talk to him." ”

Du Hui bowed, "Then I'll go first and go back to sleep for a while." By the way, and ......"

Du Hui took a step downstairs, paused again, turned around, and clasped his hands at her, "Little Miss, I solemnly ask you for one thing." ”

"What?" Song Zhixing was a little frightened by his serious appearance. God babble.

"In the future, don't quarrel with the second master again, and don't run away from home again. You'll be happy then, and those of us who are doing things down there won't be easy. ”

Song Zhixing couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw Du Hui's face like a bitter gourd. "I see. Aren't you going to sleep, let's go. ”

Du Hui hurried away.

Song Zhixing walked quickly to the door of Tang Yu's room, his hand on the door panel, and his heartbeat unconsciously accelerated. She secretly despised herself, when did her heart beat so uncontrollably? And...... It's just that I haven't seen each other for a few days, and it's not that I haven't seen each other for a few years.

She muttered, taking a deep breath to calm herself down a bit, before pushing the door in.

Tang Yu's bedroom, Song Zhixing almost never came. She was even a little unfamiliar with everything here. As soon as he entered, a cool breath that belonged to him alone came to his face. Song Zhixing felt so familiar again, as if it had penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

The heavy curtains were tightly closed, and the huge room was neatly tied. There is a soothing aromatherapy lamp at the head of the bed, which should be placed by the maid of the house. The faint light faintly emitted a little light, reflecting the sleeping man on the bed. Song Zhixing's gaze fell on him, and he couldn't move it away. It can be seen that he has been really hard in the recent period, and his face is a little tired. Even when I fell asleep, my brows were still deeply wrinkled.

Afraid of waking him, she cautiously walked to the edge of the bed. Looking at him so closely, Song Zhixing's heart fluctuated greatly. She thought it was a strange feeling. In the past, she would never look at her second uncle as much as she did now, and when he frowned, he was always not angry and threatening, she was most afraid of him in the past. However, I don't know when she not only didn't feel scared anymore, but even couldn't help but want to get closer to him a little bit?

She thought to herself, fingers, unconsciously reaching out, crawling up his tightly knit brow.

Tang Yu had always been a very alert person, and as soon as her hand touched him, he had already raised his hand to clasp it. His palm was very strong, and her wrist was soft, and this buckle immediately dragged her painfully.

"Second uncle, it hurts, can't you be gentle?" Song Zhixing complained, and hurriedly spoke, his mouth raised. He also said that the uncle would be gentle, but he didn't know what gentleness was!

When Tang Yu heard this voice, he hadn't opened his eyes yet, and he had already slackened his strength. When I opened my eyes and saw her again, the eyebrows that had been pulled up had been loosened. The sleepy eyes are much gentler.

"Coming back?" He whispered. I held her hand and didn't let go. The little fingers, pinched in the palm of his hand, he sighed contentedly. The empty heart, at this moment, seems to be filled in an instant.

Perhaps because of sleepiness, his voice was low, sensual and seductive, with a touch of charming tenderness. Song Zhixing felt that she was easily bewitched by this person again, and the complaint just now instantly dissipated, and she said 'um', "Did I wake you up?" ”

The voice, too, is very soft.

Looking at his gaze, there is a bit of tenderness that is rare to see.

Tang Yu saw that his heart moved, and with his long arms probed, he hugged her directly to the bed.