Good Morning, Mr. President!

"Is it still cold?" He asked, turning the heater on.

"Well, frozen ..." Ye Lan's nice thin eyebrows twisted into a ball, and he felt his arms exposed outside to warm himself. He still felt cold, and narrowed the two white thin legs exposed outside to the chair.

"Dare to wear so little this day. If you have a cold, you will be uncomfortable."

Ye Lan slowly opened her big eyes and chuckled, "It's very old-fashioned to wear too much to the bar ..."

Her eyes were dotted with shimmering lights outside, shining brightly. In addition, she was a little drunk, her face flushed, making her look like a ripe peach, very attractive.

hiring?

Tang Jifeng felt a little funny about the two words he used. What kind of girl would a teenage girl be?

Looking down at her, she pulled up her clothes and pulled out her phone to call Mo Tian, ​​an assistant.

"Master Tang."

"Now come to the 'Spring Light' bar. There is a group of children inside, sitting on sofa No. 6 and confirming that they are all home safely."

"Child?" Mo Tianting was surprised.

"Lan Lan's classmate. You just do it."

"Okay. I'll be right there." Mo Tianying said.

Tang Jifeng hung up the phone, started the car, and drove to the road.

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Tang Jifeng did not send Ye Lan back. It has been drunk like this, it is already late at night, and she must be trained to go back like this. Therefore, Tang Jifeng drove the car all the way to where he lived.

Parked the car, the girl who was in the driver's seat was asleep now, curled up into a small shrimp.

Tang Jifeng got out of the car, walked around, opened the door of the front passenger seat, released her seatbelt, and patted her small face twice, "Wake up, Lan Lan."

"唔 ~~" was quarreled, and she unhappyly cocked her mouth, but opened her eyes obediently. I didn't wake up for half a minute after going to sleep, but my eyes were even more confused. She smiled at him. "I want to drink ..."

"..." Tang Jifeng froze, only to think her smile was so hooking. He thought that he was probably crazy, so he put words like "hook people" and "recruit people" on her.

"Drink, go back and drink water." Tang Jifeng shook off those messy thoughts and reached out to take her out of the car. She was very light and petite. He supported her hips with one hand and hugged her like a child. Ye Lan instinctively clasped his neck with both hands. Tang Jifeng locked the car and strode into the elevator.

After entering the door, Tang Jifeng put Yelan down. She wobbled and was about to go inside. Tang Jifeng held her down, "Don't mess around, take off your shoes first, or you'll have to stamp your feet."

Speaking, she crouched down and took off her heels. Ye Lan didn't know anything, so he took advantage of his head and sat on his wide shoulders, letting him control himself.

Tang Jifeng tossed those high heels aside. "You are only 16 years old. What high heels do people wear? Don't wear them next time."

"All my classmates wear it." Ye Lan stepped on the carpet barefoot, soft and somewhat warm. She staggered to walk inside, and went directly to the wine rack.

By the time Tang Jifeng put on her shoes and brought in the door, she had poured a glass of wine for herself and carried it in her hand.

Tang Jifeng's face sank and she stared at her from afar, "Don't drink!"

Three words, drink low, very serious.

Ye Lan seemed to be snarled. He looked at him and looked at the wine, looking a little at a loss.

Tang Jifeng actually couldn't bear it anymore, and his tone softened suddenly. "Good, put down the wine and come over."

Ye Lan suddenly smiled, and her long eyelashes blinked twice. A pair of eyes bent into a crescent under the light, so cute as a little drunk cat, "Big baby ..."

"Big baby?" Tang Jifeng raised an eyebrow. This title is really new!

Her little feet limped towards him, "I haven't told you happy birthday yet ..."

"Yes. It doesn't matter." Tang Jifeng knew now that she had mistaken someone for herself and didn't even know her. He responded perfunctoryly, reaching out to take down the wine glass in her hand, and set it aside. The next moment, Ye Lan, the little thing jumped on him like a koala. He was stiff, and the next moment, he hugged her subconsciously.

"Qiu Qiu ..."

Her small mouth was against his ear.

Tang Jifeng felt very hot.

The heat made him inexplicably dry.

"Ye Lan, don't make trouble!" He turned his face slightly, his tone stiffened.

"Qiu Qiu, I'm your beloved concubine ~" Ye Lan didn't notice anything at all, his small face twitched softly on his face, his legs climbed over his waist, and he naughtily flung, "Big baby, happy Birthday!"

Tang Jifeng simply didn't respond to her, and just hugged her into the bedroom. He now regrets that he should not have been woken up! I have nothing to sleep with!

"Why did you ignore me?"

Ye Lan didn't get a response and felt very surprised. After lifting Qiu Qiu's face, he lifted his eyes drunk and stared at her, "I say happy birthday to you ..."

"I heard."

"You should say 'thank you'."

"Thank you." He returned mechanically.

Ye Lan frowned, "Big baby, aren't you happy?"

"... very happy." Still perfunctory, just following her drunk words.

"I'm also very happy." She crooked her little head, and shook her two calves again and again in the next second, as if to earn it. "Let's continue drinking, OK? OK?"

"Ye Lan, don't move!" Tang Jifeng held her hips with her hands and clenched.

He was **** hot!

He told himself, should not! At this moment, she was still a little girl! Moreover, it is not others, but Yelan!

He calmed down his breath, suppressed the feeling of death, and his guilt rose upward.

"You fierce me again ..." Ye Lan blinked twice, and now he seemed to recognize Tang Jifeng again, "Tang Jifeng ..."

Tang Jifeng said quietly, "Thank you for knowing me."

"I'm going down ..."

"Don't mess around, let it go naturally when you enter the room!" Who knows if she looses this little thing and will run to drink again.

"I'm going to Qiu Qiu." Her two bare legs were shaking, struggling, and her little hand was pushing his shoulder, "You let me go down ... hurry ..."

"You're upset!" Tang Jifeng was moved by her, and she could not bear the trouble. Raising her hand on her hips, she flung a bit, "Are you still busy?"

Ye Lan's struggling movement stopped.

He bit his lip and looked at him in a grievance.

Tang Jifeng still kept the fierce look, "Are you still troublesome? What time is it? Who else do you want to go to?"

Ye Lan touched his hips with his backhand, blinked his eyelashes, and looked at him for a while before sighing carefully: "It hurts ..."