Mr.President: tease me!

Just like now, he is nothing in her eyes.

Like a stranger.

Fan Tianyi didn't speak, but after she finished eating, she cleaned up the things on the table and left directly.

Not a word.

“……”

Tong Siqing looked at the man's back and wondered if she was a little too much?

No, compared with his previous injuries, these are at most the tip of the iceberg, aren't they?

Seeing him, Tong Siqing had a headache. She rubbed her eyebrows and lay on the table irritably.

She's really terrible about the status quo.

I don't want to stay in Ancheng at all

She didn't want to see him. If she could, she would rather not go back to Ancheng all her life.

But... She still has her mother to take care of.

In the afternoon, the whole company spread that the handsome man at noon was the boyfriend of the president.

Gossip is always gossip.

Tong Siqing didn't admit it.

On the contrary, when he came once, he became the object of discussion among many people in the company, that is fan Tianyi.

That's enough.

There are different opinions and everything.

Good and bad are all talking, which makes Tong Siqing very angry.

night.

After returning home, fan Tianyi was still cooking in the kitchen.

Stir fry?

She's not blind, is she?

Right?

Mr. Fan is cooking?

Tong Siqing couldn't believe what he saw. He was really cooking.

When did you learn it?

For his first girlfriend?

Go

"Siqing, come back and wash your hands and eat." fan Tianyi whispered when he saw her in a daze.

After half a ring, Tong Siqing, who slowly recovered, looked at him, didn't reply, washed his hands and ate.

It's easy for someone to cook without her.

"Is it delicious?"

"Try this. I just learned it recently."

"Try this. It used to be your favorite."

After a meal, the most men said was these words, and she didn't say a word in the whole process.

Eat, eat in silence.

Finally, after dinner, she really couldn't stand it. Her eyebrows jumped twice and said faintly, "brother, I'd better ask you to go back to your own villa."

I'm really not used to being under the same roof with him.

You don't have to live together to start over.

But fan Tianyi didn't seem to hear her. She looked at her expressionless and said in a low voice, "since you promised to be with me again, I want to live with you and take care of you."

After a pause, he said, "I'll clean up."

“……”

She just watched him take the dishes on the table into the kitchen and wash the dishes.

I couldn't say a word. My face was blue and white, white and blue.

It really pissed her off.

As soon as the table was patted, he went directly into the bedroom. His breath exploded, and he glanced at the corner of his eye.

what the fuck!

When did the sofa in her living room change into a big one?

About the size of her bedroom bed?

Nima 1

This is the plan to stay in her house all the time. There is also a suitcase, which may be men's clothes.

She felt her forehead jerk with anger.

Never stopped.

She felt she was really close to death.

How many meanings does it mean to rely on yourself so shameless and skinnless? Is it to forget his first love or how to drop it.

Tong Siqing took a bath and lay directly in bed, playing with her mobile phone.

I don't even care about fan Tianyi.

When Tong Siqing was ready to go to bed, the door of her bedroom was opened by a man.

"What are you doing in here?" Tong Siqing said faintly and gathered her pajamas.

Fan Tianyi pulled his lip flap and smiled helplessly, "come in and talk."

“……”

Something's wrong.

Tong Siqing turned off her cell phone and threw it aside. She leaned back and turned on the headlights in her bedroom. Then she looked at the man with fixed eyes, "brother, I think it's necessary for us to have a good light."

The man stood there with his thin lips staring at her without saying a word.

Tong Siqing stared at his dark and deep eyes, and his red lips overflowed with a cool smile. "I really don't think we need to continue. I don't want to repeat the past. I hope big brother can let me go."

Let her go, but who will let him go?

In this relationship, she finally came out, but he fell in.

Drenched.

He wants to love her well and use the rest of his life to make up for the harm he has done to her.

"Tong Siqing, we agreed to get together again. If you don't abide by our commitments, Jiang will still be the same as last time."

Fan Tianyi probably can only keep her in this way.

Call him mean or shameless.

He recognized it.

"Fan Tianyi! What the hell do you want? Fuck you, did I really dig your ancestral grave in my last life?"

As soon as Tong Siqing heard that he had to deal with Jiang, her anger went up to her head.

The tone of her voice was hurried, and she gasped violently. Her chest fluctuated fiercely, carrying a fierce anger.

She just wanted to come back to the origin. She retreated again and again. The concession two years ago was nothing in his eyes.

Always pressing step by step, leaving her no way out.

Fan Tianyi looked at the angry little woman. The corners of his lips bent slightly, but there was no smile at the bottom of his eyes. He was full of silence and looked at her so deeply.

After a long time, he said, "I didn't want to do anything. I said I wanted to start again with you."

Tong Siqing took a deep breath and closed her eyes. The breath in her chest was only up and down.

"Ha ha... I want to start over, too. I want to start over, but is it possible?" Tong Siqing laughed at herself.

Fan Tianyi came in slowly step by step, sat by the bed and stared at her little face.

Reaching out to tidy up the messy hair around her ears, she suddenly turned her head to avoid it.

"Tong Siqing."

The ink in his eyes almost overflowed, his jaw was tight, and a handsome face was as gloomy as water. "In this life, you can only be with me."

"But... I don't want to." Tong Siqing raised her chin and stared at her.

With that, her face suddenly stiffened.

The gradually enlarged handsome face in the line of sight made her heart tremble fiercely and suddenly backed away.

Suddenly, he clasped the back of her head and kissed her red lips.

The hot and repressed breath came to her face. The man's hot tongue pried open her lips and teeth and swept into her mouth. Every inch inside tried his best to rob her breath.

It seemed that she had to empty all the oxygen in her chest.

Tong Siqing struggled desperately. She was already in bed and was pushed by him.

So they both fell down, and she fell on him.

Hold her down.

The man's big, bony palm clasped her hand to her head, and the other hand pressed her head to keep her from moving.

The body half fell on her, and her legs firmly clamped her legs.

This posture is full of thick ambiguity.