President, don't tease me

In the silent night, Beiming Han and Tang Guo are kissing affectionately and selflessly.

The touch at the root of his thigh made Tang Guo more restless, like a villain in the heart beating a happy drum, which made Tang Guo's heart jump with it.

"Oh." Tang Guo groaned uncontrollably, cutting through the quiet but restless air.

Beiming cold also seemed to be sweating in the hot sun fumigated by the heat. However, the reason in the final thinking restrained the physiological impulse and slowly loosened the lip flap of Tangguo.

Fresh air is coming, which dispels the smell of hormones.

Tang Guo, who closed his eyes, was so shy that he didn't know how to open his eyes to face Beiming cold.

"Why, haven't you enjoyed enough? You're so reluctant to open your eyes." Beiming Han looked at Tang Guo's red face, even his ears were red, and joked.

"Or do it again." then Tang Guo felt the cold approach of the North Ming, hurriedly opened his eyes, and said forcefully: "No."

Seeing that he was still sitting on Beiming cold's leg, he wanted to go down, but Beiming cold held him in his arms.

"Let me down." Tang Guo struggled.

"Don't move, let me hold it for a while." Bei Minghan said intimately in Tang Guo's ear, and his voice showed a trace of toughness.

"In the future, you must pay attention to safety. There are too many dangers around you. People are not old-fashioned. Today, fortunately, you didn't fool and see through their plans, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable." Beiming was worried with a cold face.

Tang Guo was terrified after hearing the description behind Beiming Han. It was too dark for them to start.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of you." Beiming Han's last words warmed Tang Guo's heart.

After washing, they hugged each other and fell asleep without loosening their tightly hugged hands.

Early in the morning, before the alarm clock rang, the birds singing in the branches woke Tang Guo.

Looking at Beiming Han, who is still playing in his dream, his eyebrows frown. I don't know what he dreamed of.

He always frowns, even when he sleeps. It's not good. It's easy to get old. Tang Guo raises his hand and stretches the knot between Beiming's cold eyebrows.

It's only six o'clock and I can't sleep back. I'd better get up and do something meaningful.

Tang Guo thought of this and crept up from the bed without disturbing Beiming Han.

Beiming cold's biological clock was especially punctual. He woke up at 6:30. He turned around and found that his side was empty. He stretched out his hand and touched it. His side bed was empty.

Tang Guo is not around. After Beiming Han confirms, he sits up with a "miso" sound.

Looking back around, there was no shadow of Tang Guo. Beiming Han propped himself up with clean hands, sat in a wheelchair and went out of the bedroom door.

"Jingling", as soon as Beiming Han came out of the bedroom, he heard a hot voice in the kitchen.

Looking through the translucent door of the kitchen, I saw Tang Guo busy in front of the stove.

Wearing an apron of broken flowers, tie your hair into a just ponytail. Is it the broken hair in front of your forehead.

Tang Guo concentrated all his energy on the poached egg in the pan and carefully observed its surface.

When the time was ripe, Tang Guo quickly poured it out of the pot and put it on the plate. Looking at the brilliant golden poached eggs, Tang Guo showed a satisfied smile.

Beiming Han looked at the virtuous little woman seriously busy. The smile between his eyebrows and eyes was more and more sweet and greasy. He didn't disturb her and walked gently behind Tang Guo.

At this time, Tang Guo felt a tight waist and put his hands around her slender willow waist. "It's hard." a caring word came from his ear.

As soon as Tang Guo looked back, he saw the familiar face and couldn't help but return with a sweet smile.

"Wake up? Go wash quickly and come over for breakfast later." just as every wife will cook for her husband, Tang Guo also said to Beiming Han, and then continued his breakfast.

"OK." Beiming Han listened to Tang Guo's words, released his hand and turned to wash.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the sound of the man washing in the bathroom and the woman busy breakfast in the kitchen are intertwined, which is more beautiful than any symphony.

Beiming Han washed and sat down at the table. Tang Guo just brought breakfast. The newly rising sun fell on the table. Everything was just right.

"Ding" the microwave oven made a crisp sound, "wait a minute" Tang Guo jumped over, and soon brought two cups of mellow hot milk.

"It's so hot." Tang Guo put down the milk and rubbed his hands.

This moment is fixed in Beiming Han's eyes. It's good to have such a simple happiness.

Beiming Han gently lifted a gorgeous smile from the corner of his mouth, picked up the sandwich and bit it.

Looking at the smile on Beiming Han's mouth, Tang Guo was happy and ate.

One day can have a beautiful morning, then the mood of the day will not be too bad.

This sentence was true. Tang Guo secretly recalled the warmth of breakfast and was full of energy in his work.

Immersed in his work, Tang Guo was pulled out by a burst of mobile phone ringing. Looking at the strange number on the screen, Tang Guo hesitated and answered.

"Hello, who?"

"Is it Tang Guo? I'm Lin Anxin. I'm back."

"Anxin? Are you back?" Tang Guo's voice was a surprise.

"Yes, do you have time for lunch? Is it the same place?" Lin Anxin suggested.

"OK, I'll be there after noon. See you at twelve." Tang Guo promised with joy.

"I'll wait for you." then he hung up the phone.

Lin Anxin was Tangguo's best friend in high school, not one of them.

It was a complete three years of participation in Tangguo high school. They were not absent at all. Originally, the two people who achieved roughly the same level met in the same school. Unfortunately, Lin Anxin's college entrance examination was out of order and failed to achieve her wish.

Unwilling Lin Anxin can only start from the beginning. In senior high school, they still have contact at first, but later they are less and less.

Tang Guo just heard that Lin Anxin returned to class with good results. She was admitted to a key school. Later, she loved acting. She was discovered by a star scout and sent to the base for training.

Tang Guo didn't understand what happened later, but Lin Anxin's sudden appointment still made Tang Guo very happy.

The memory of youth comes one after another like a flood. No matter what class, you should pass notes, or one will sleep and the other will watch the wind.

I will also secretly send text messages to order milk tea during class. After class, I hurried to the school railing to get it.

Otherwise, we will have a holiday to meet the "old place", which is a string of incense. Because we often go to eat, the landlady has recognized them, and will send two cups of iced plum soup when they are too hot to control.

The breath of youth is coming.