Good Morning, Mr. President!

One Thousand Two Hundred and Seventy-Five Boyfriend (Three)

Song Zhixing was extremely upset, feeling like he was shooting himself in the foot, but now he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off. Gritting his teeth, he hung up the phone angrily and sat on the bed, getting angrier and angrier as he thought about it.

Why can't I figure out what this man is thinking?

"What's wrong? Didn't you wait for his call all night? Why did you hang up after just saying these two words?" Chen Cheng turned on the light again.

Song Zhixing hugged the pillow and sat leaning against the wall. He glanced at the phone and said, "This person is bad! He is bad, he is bad!"

As if to vent, she pulled at the pillow in her arms. After sitting for a while, she glanced out the window. Finally, she threw the pillow in her arms and climbed out of the bed with a shudder.

Chen Cheng poked half of his head out and asked her, "What are you doing?"

Song Zhixing said while changing into pajamas: "I'm going downstairs."

"Don't you want to go down?"

"I've changed my mind now."

"Tsk~ A woman in love can fall out of love faster than she can read a book." Chen Cheng sighed.

Song Zhixing did not answer her words, quickly changed his clothes, grabbed his cell phone, and walked towards the door of the dormitory. Before I even opened the door, I heard the joyful sounds of the girls in the next door dormitory and some vague sighs coming from outside. It could be faintly distinguished from the shadow in the window that there were many people gathered at the door of her single dormitory.

Song Zhixing was in an extremely bad mood and was worried that Tang Yu would really leave. Naturally, he was not in the mood to listen carefully or find out what was going on, so he just opened the door from the inside.

Outside the door, a tall figure and a group of girls gathered around him made her stunned for a long time.

"You...why did you come up here?" When he came back to his senses, Song Zhixing looked at Tang Yu indifferently. He didn't leave!

Tang Yu's eyes passed over her changed clothes, as if he had understood everything. At night, his voice was charming, "Are you going to come downstairs to find me?"

"..." Song Zhixing hated the feeling of being controlled by him. She didn't know when she had become so passive, as if everything could only be led and controlled by him. She snorted softly, "Who came downstairs to find you? I went to the canteen to buy food."

With that said, he closed the door of the dormitory and was really ready to go downstairs.

"Xingxing, so he is looking for you?"

"Your boyfriend, right?"

"So handsome! Why have I never seen you brought to school?"

"Your boyfriend is so handsome,

No wonder, you can't stand any of the people chasing you in our school. "

Next to her, the girls in the class were even more excited than she was, staring at Tang Yu with infatuated and stunning eyes. Although they had all been guests to the Tang family villa before, when Tang Yu came back temporarily that time, only Chen Cheng saw him, and the others had already fled before Tang Yu showed up. Later, Tang Yu was invited to the school as a parent, and very few people knew about their relationship.

Song Zhixing was very embarrassed by what they said to each other. The word 'boyfriend' still made her feel a little uncomfortable. She has never been able to accept this kind of relationship so calmly in front of others, for fear of being labeled '****'. She raised her eyes and glanced at Tang Yu before replying to the other girls, "Don't get me wrong, he is not my boyfriend, he is... my second uncle."

When she said this, she carefully looked at Tang Yu's face inquiringly. Actually, it’s not wrong. They really didn't have that relationship established.

As soon as these words came out, everyone around him looked surprised, "Xingxing, it turns out your second uncle is so young! We didn't see him when we went to your house last time!"

Song Zhixing only pulled his lips to respond to them. But his gaze always fell on Tang Yu, feeling inexplicably guilty, always concerned about his reaction at the moment.

On the side, Tang Yu's face turned cold. Obviously, he was quite dissatisfied with Song Zhixing's explanation. After staring at her hard for two seconds, he suddenly lifted her on his shoulders and strode downstairs. In full view of everyone, Song Zhixing was completely stunned! She raised her head and could see the extremely surprised eyes of all the students.

Her face turned red with embarrassment, and she punched his back with her little fists, "Second uncle, let me down! Hurry up! Everyone is watching!"

"What's going on?" Tang Yu disagreed.

"This has a bad impact."

"I am not only your uncle, but also your guardian. What influence can I have?" When Tang Yu said this, his voice was extremely cold.

Song Zhixing knew that he had offended him. Her slender body was hung upside down on his back, and she pulled the fabric of his shirt on the back with both hands. She begged softly, "Let me come down, can't I go on my own? Second Uncle ,I beg you……"

After going down two floors, in the dark corridor of the dormitory building, Tang Yu followed her plea and put her down. Song Zhixing was about to complain, but before she could stand still, the next second, in the darkness, a tall figure of a man came straight towards her, pressing her against the wall, covering her tightly.

"You just said, who am I to you? Say it again." Tang Yu's voice was very sexy. However, it is clearly full of threats.

Being so close, Song Zhixing heard it and was frightened and frightened. Even in the darkness, she did not dare to look into his sharp eyes. She only turned her face slightly and said with resentment and anger: "I'm not wrong... aren't you my second uncle? You also Not my boyfriend."

She thought of the meeting between him and her aunt tonight, and her heart was not so easy to calm down.

Tang Yu seemed really angry, even breathing heavily. He pinched her chin, raised her face, and sucked her lips regardless. He was not strong, a little rough, not like a kiss to express emotion, but to show his anger. He sucked hard and hard, and after a while her lower lip was sucked until it was numb. However, he didn't let her go just like that. His big palm penetrated the hem of her white shirt, pinched one of her breasts, and kneaded it lightly or hard a few times.

"Second...Second Uncle..." Song Zhixing was made to breathe a little unsteadily.

In such a dark space, every sense becomes particularly sensitive. Moreover, this is at school! If others saw what they were doing right now, she would really die of shame.

Tang Yu didn't mean to do anything to her here, so he withdrew his hand in time and snorted coldly from his nose, "I'm not my boyfriend, can I do these things to you? Huh? You can let me do whatever you want. Boyfriend’s person?”

If she dares to say the word "can", Tang Yu will definitely let her see the consequences of talking nonsense.

However, Song Zhixing would not be stupid enough to provoke him. She just grabbed his hand, sniffed, and complained aggrievedly, "Are you my boyfriend? You are my boyfriend, and you brought your parents to meet your fiancée to discuss marriage..."

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