Good Morning, Mr. President!

$1,370 I Need You (Part 2)

He stared at her deeply, lifted her chin with his long fingers, and kissed her deeply.

Her heart trembled slightly. The next moment, she put her arms around his neck. Tang Yu hummed, and became more and more excited. His five fingers passed through her soft long hair, making the kiss deeper and heavier.

Outside the window, snowflakes were flying, a world of ice and snow.

In the hall, the fireplace was burning, and the yellow flames jumped out. The temperature in the house gradually rose and became warmer.

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School interview, when it was her turn, Song Zhixing carefully took the computer to her room and did a simple interview with the other party on the Internet.

The interview went smoothly, but the admission result would not be notified on the spot. The result would be released in about two days, so Song Zhixing had to wait patiently.

Song Zhixing closed the computer and went downstairs. As if nothing had happened.

Since that day, the ice between her and Tang Yu seemed to have faded away. Without talking about parents, everything can be peaceful and smooth as if nothing has ever happened. After Tang Yu recovered from his cold, he would still be like before, he would not miss any opportunity to ask her. Moreover, every time, there would be no measures.

The only difference is that they would not sleep separately anymore. If she wanted to leave, Tang Yu would lock her tightly and not let her leave the room.

Song Zhixing wanted to talk to him about the child again. As Sister Li said, if she made him happy, maybe she could persuade him. However, every time she wanted to speak, Tang Yu would hug her and look forward to the future with her. When he mentioned the child, his face was always full of happiness. That glow made Song Zhixing dare not say a word more, and what he wanted to say was swallowed back.

This day, breakfast.

Tang Yu cooked it himself. He cooked noodles, Song Zhixing helped by the side, stirring eggs, and the little snow rabbit occasionally ran in to join in the fun. The whole villa was lively and bustling, more like living a life.

Song Zhixing looked at Tang Yu cooking with his shirt sleeves rolled up high, and felt moved. If there were no other people's troubles in this world, and there were only the two of them, how wonderful it would be.

But there are no ifs in this world...

"What are you looking at?" Tang Yu seemed to notice her gaze, turned his head, looked at her, then lowered his eyes to look at the bowl in her hand, and naturally took the bowl from her, "Let me do it."

He stirred the eggs neatly.

Song Zhixing used chopsticks to stir in the noodle pot, "We will go back tomorrow..."

Her voice was a little low.

Once you go back, some things you don't want to face will eventually come to you. Su Fengjin, everyone in the Tang family, and grandpa...

She couldn't really turn a blind eye to their selfishness, their concealment, and their respective calculations.

Tang Yu knew what she was thinking, his eyes deepened, and the next moment, he just asked: "Today is the last day, do you want to go skiing? Haven't you always wanted to ski?"

She took a deep breath and relaxed herself, "I really want to ski, but didn't you say skiing is unsafe and won't let me go?"

"This time, you can try it." After Tang Yu finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly remember something, frowned, and looked down at her flat belly, "Could it be that you already have a baby in your belly? If so, this kind of dangerous project can't be played."

"No." Song Zhixing subconsciously said: "It's impossible to have a baby."

"Why is it impossible?" Tang Yu narrowed his eyes.

Song Zhixing was panicked by that look and held the chopsticks tightly. After a while, she pretended to be relaxed and said, "Didn't we check it last time? Besides...pregnancy is not such a simple thing, you can get pregnant just by saying it."

"It's useless to just say you're pregnant, you have to do it." Tang Yu smiled wickedly, lowered his head and glanced at her, "We have worked very hard these days. Besides, you just had your period a few days ago, and now is the right time."

Song Zhixing pursed her lips and said nothing more.

Tang Yu looked at her again, not knowing if it was an illusion, but she always felt that she was worried.

The eyebrows were slightly tightened.

"Xingxing, you are not hiding anything from me, right?" He asked tentatively.

Song Zhixing's heart skipped a beat.

Finally, he shook his head, "Of course not. I'm with you every day, what can I hide from you?"

Tang Yu looked at her with his eyes fixed, and she seemed very calm and at ease, fiddling with the noodles. Finally, he turned his eyes away, turned on the fire on the other side, and put the beaten eggs into the oil pan.

"I want soft-boiled eggs. Can you fry them?" Song Zhixing stared at the golden eggs and almost drooled. She admired Tang Yu so much. This man probably knew how to do everything.

"I can make soft-boiled eggs, but you can't eat them."

"Why?"

"You are probably pregnant now. It's best not to eat half-cooked or raw food." Tang Yu turned the eggs while talking to her, "Xingxing, you have to be aware of being a pregnant woman at all times."

She didn't.

She didn't want to be a pregnant woman at all!

Song Zhixing really wanted to blurt out this sentence. However, before she could say it, Tang Yu had already said, "Take out the plate. It's ready to be served."

She came back to her senses and bent over to take out the plate.

"Then can I still go skiing?" she asked.

Tang Yu put the simple food on the plate and said, "It's simple and safe. With me accompanying you, there is no problem. But skiing at too high an altitude is not okay. Hmm?"

In front of Tang Yu, Song Zhixing seemed to have no choice but to compromise.

After the two had breakfast together, Tang Yu had to make time for a video conference.

So, Song Zhixing was responsible for simple cleaning, and he went upstairs to the study for a meeting.

"Second Master, long time no see!" Du Hui greeted him over there, and when he saw him, he sighed: "It seems that the honeymoon effect is very good. You look much younger now, and you are full of energy!"

Tang Yu was actually in a good mood, leaning lazily on the sofa, and glanced at Du Hui with his narrow eyes, "'Looks young', do you mean that I am actually old?"

"Of course not. You are very young. But... if compared with the young lady..."

Du Hui saw that he was in a good mood, he dared to joke. Tang Yu did not bother with him.

Several executives in the company arrived, and the video conference went smoothly. Tang Yu only spoke occasionally and made arrangements. Halfway through the meeting, the computer made a short "beep", and an email reminder jumped onto the desktop, blocking the video.

[I went out to look at houses all day today. I am exhausted. I will stop here for now. The next update will be at 0:00 tomorrow. Good night! ]

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