Good Morning, Mr. President!

Maybe it's time, or maybe it's because time has been gentle forever, when Shu Nian found that when he saw Ming Wanjun again, his mood was already peaceful, without the sharpness and determination.

When she arrived, Ming Wanjun was still asleep. Ning Mi's father was always with him.

Shu Nian looked from the outside, only to feel that it was all perfect. Everyone has his own destination. The father and Gui Yan, the mother and the current husband have become a circle.

Shu Qingren pushed in the door gently. After seeing her and Ye Yan, Father Ning stood up in shock.

Speak, and say hello to Ye Yan, Ye Yan made a gesture to signal his snoring, so as not to make Ming Wanjun who was still asleep. Shu Nian put the flowers he brought in a vase, and Ning's father said, "Will I wake up Wanjun?"

"No need." Shu Nian shook his head, preventing his movement.

Looked at Ming Wanjun lying on the bed.

The last time I saw her was at the airport. Now, bye, she was much thinner and paler than she was then.

"If she knew you were here, she would be very happy." Father Ning seemed to be happy for his wife, too. "She has always been thinking about you recently."

Shu Nian is not good at talking too much with strangers, so he doesn't talk too much with Ning Father. Before leaving, he asked about the operation time, and gave the invitation card lying in his bag to Ning's father.

When leaving, Ming Wanjun did not wake up.

Ye Yan drove her to Ci'an Hospital in the city center. Along the way, Shu Nian didn't speak, but leaned lightly on his shoulder. Ye Yan held her hand, all comfort was silent, but also warm.

Outside the window, the warm sunlight cast in, covering two people ...

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A few days later.

The eve of the wedding.

Ye Yan's single PARTY is very lively.

A group of people drinking and drinking together.

Tang Jifeng sat alone in the corner and drank the fifth glass of brown wine. Tomorrow is the wedding. Until now, someone has not returned.

"Hey! Why are you drinking alone here?" Fu Yunxi suddenly came over and looked at him with gossip.

"Why?" He looked lazily, only raising his eyelids at Fu Yunxi.

"You're borrowing wine to sorrow? Are you broken?"

Tang Jifeng was too lazy to take care of her, and his eyes fell on the Slaughter table not far away.

"Okay, you don't have to be melancholy. Ye Yan is already married, no matter how you think it is useless."

"Nervous!" Tang Jifeng rewarded her with a grimace. "I went to play."

Putting down the wine glass and getting up, at this moment, Bai promises suddenly got up and said, "I'm going to take a step first. Come back later."

"Where?" Fu Yunqing (Yunxi's twin brother OR brother?) Asked.

"Take our little princess. Lan Lan is back."

The words of Bai Nuoyan made Tang Jifeng's body tense.

"I haven't seen that little girl for a long time." Fu Yunxi asked, "Sister promise, did she say she brought her boyfriend back?"

"It seems like there is a man's voice on the phone, I guess most of it is."

"Then you asked her to bring us all to look at us." Fu Yunxi especially likes to make fun, grabbing Tang Jifeng in one hand, "Well, didn't you hurt that girl the most before, her boyfriend except Ye Yan, you should One glance? "

"I'm not interested." Tang Jifeng pulled Fu Yunxi's hand down and said coldly, "I have an appointment tonight. Let's go first."

Every word is cold.

Fu Yunxi even felt that the fingers he had just fallen on his hands were frozen like ice. Let her hold for a while before returning to God, "Hey! Tang Jifeng, Ye Yan is not here yet, are you gone?"

Tang Jifeng didn't go back.

"What's going on? When did he have such a strange temper?" Fu Yunxi was confused.

Aside, the others looked at each other and couldn't figure it out.

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In the clubhouse, paper drunk gold fans, flashy lights.

Tang Jifeng only felt that the chest was depressed. The feeling was like the five internal organs were pressed and crushed by the heavy slate, which made him feel difficult to breathe.

He felt that he should be drunk and not too drunk.

He found a sofa in the lobby to sit down, and it was a little quieter here, but the painful feeling didn't fade away, but it was more turbulent, tearing his empty heart. He felt he needed something urgently to fill that emptiness. But what is needed?

"Master Tang, why are you alone here today?"

A woman leaned over. Tang Jifeng felt familiar, but couldn't figure out where to meet. Most are people in the clubhouse.

"One person?" Tang Jifeng smiled slightly, with a little charm, "You are here, aren't you two?"

With his long arms, holding the woman's waist, the woman fell on his leg.

"It's said that Master Tang hasn't been close to women's **** for many years. I thought you had any trouble. It turned out they were talking nonsense."

"Not close to women's sex? Then you have to look at what women's **** is near." Tang Jifeng raised her eyebrows with a variety of styles, making women drunk at a glance.

"Master Tang, do you think I am like this?

Tang Jifeng's eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him, and he was a little confused. In his mind, there was a green and honest little face that continued to scratch, like a blade, scratching his nerves. His hand on the woman's waist could not help but tighten, as if to force that face out of his head, shook his head, stretched his lips, "Are you ready to avoid pregnancy?

The woman froze. It seems that he was not so direct.

Then laughed.

"Yes." This kind of sensual occasions are mostly men and women seeking a night of love, so some things are necessary.

The woman pulled out a new box of condoms from her handbag. "This brand, is it OK?"

"I don't pick."

"So ... there are only five of them, is it enough?"

Tang Jifeng held the box in his hand and played with it. There was a bit of flirting in his dumb voice, "Not enough, just buy it again."

The woman was stunned by his eye movements. He got up from his arms and was very excited. "I'm going to say hello to my friend and come out right away. You must wait for me here."

"Well. Go."

"Be sure to wait."

Tang Jifeng didn't respond anymore. Looking up, watching the woman step by step back to look like he kissed him, only to find it funny and boring to the extreme.

He is probably really sick!

The woman with the long waist, thin legs, and **** that I used to like, now I look at it, but I feel that it is not as good as B-CUP, it looks comfortable. Those **** and **** even made him feel tacky, and no one could get into his eyes.

Hey, got up, didn't really wait for the other party, and walked out of the club.

After getting in the car and sitting in the driver's seat, I realized that I still had the box of condoms in my hand. With a grin, he threw it into the storage box in the car.

He really didn't know when he could use it.