President, don't tease me

Due to the psychological pressure and lack of physical strength, Tang Guo was sweating when he arrived at the kindergarten. Far away, the teacher waved to her: "Mom Tang, you're here!"

"Where's Tang Xin? I want to see her now."

"After taking the medicine, I think I'll sleep for a while. I'll take you there."

The environment of this kindergarten is very good, and the quality of teachers is also very high. The high monthly trusteeship fee is not in vain. Tang Guofang walked gently into Tang Xin's dormitory. The little people huddled together and were wrapped in a quilt on the bed. Their faces were still red and sweat was slightly seeping on their forehead. They should have just finished their medicine and sweated. This is a sign that the cold has improved.

Tang Qiu is watching Tang Xin with a book in his hand. When he looks back, Tang Guo's eyes become ecstatic. The originally calm little man also began to become uncertain: "Mom, are you coming?"

Tang Guo looked at Tang Qiu, who was so sensible and responsible, and his heart was filled with bitterness. He just felt more and more sorry for the two children. He squatted down and made a hissing gesture, holding Tang Qiu in his arms: "I miss you and my sister very much, but I'm too busy to see you recently. I'm sorry."

"Xinxin is ill, mom. I'm sorry. I didn't take good care of her, which makes you worried."

"It's not your fault."

Perhaps it was because of the conversation between the two people, or the telepathy between mother and daughter. Tang Xin, who had just fallen asleep, immediately opened his eyes and began to act coquettish when he saw Tang Guo: "Mom, you haven't seen me for a long time."

The three had dinner in the kindergarten canteen again. Tang Guo really missed it and was reluctant to leave. But the phone rang. Although she wanted to ignore it, the reality did not allow her to do so.

"Where is it?" the low voice rang, and Tang Guo's body couldn't help shaking. His eyes fell on the two children, and a strange emotion rose in his heart. There were two children in front of the phone, and the other end was the child's biological father. Unfortunately, they didn't know each other's existence. At this moment, Tang Guo was very guilty about the child and Beiming cold, But she was too cowardly to bet on everything she had.

"I'll be back soon." Tang Guo said hurriedly and hung up the phone.

"Mom, are you leaving?" Tang Xin's big bright eyes suddenly became dark, and even spilled a few tears. Tang Guo knew that the little guy was suppressing his feelings. She had always been a crying ghost.

Tang Qiu patted Tang Xin on the back: "don't cry, mom will come back soon and bring toys and delicious food."

When Tang Xin heard this, he flattened his mouth and was in a happy mood: "that mother should come back early!"

Tang Guo's heart was sour and his nose was also sour. If it weren't for Beiming cold, the three of them should be happy together. She took a taxi and went straight back to the villa. She opened the door and a smell of rice came. Beiming cold and fengqingyu were having dinner.

Will he be back for dinner now? This is something that has never happened before. It seems that this woman has a very important position in his heart. A sense of loss surged into his heart. Then he shook his head, despised himself in his heart, changed his shoes and went upstairs.

Although Beiming Han was eating, his eyes were burning. The whole tribe felt that she seemed to have lost some weight on the little man who had just entered the door. Finally, he couldn't help saying, "the cat hasn't been fed yet."

Hearing his words, Tang Guocai paused, turned around, looked at milk beans in the corner of the living room, put some milk and cat food in front of it, and milk beans licked the palm of her hand, and then ran to one side to eat.

Tangguo consciously didn't go back to the master bedroom, but went back to the guest room on the side. As soon as he took off his clothes, a few cat barks came from the door. Tangguo smiled at the corners of his mouth, opened the door, and naidou immediately rushed in. He was very smart. Tangguo sometimes took it to the bedroom to play while Beiming was not at home. Now he actually knows his way.

Milk bean seemed very curious about her undressed appearance. He looked at her up and down. Tang Guo was embarrassed. He immediately put his nightgown on his body and poked his finger on his forehead: "little color cat..."

Tang Guo took a shower and came out. He saw Beiming Han standing at the door of the bedroom. There was no milk bean in the room. It should be Beiming Han who drove it out. He didn't speak. Tang Guo didn't bother to pay attention. He sat in front of the mirror and painted skin care products.

Beiming Han's eyes followed her all the time. She looked spotless in her white nightdress. Although she was almost 30 years old, she was always a twenty-three or four little girl in other people's eyes. Her skin was white, she could be broken by blowing, and her long legs were thin and straight. She swayed and swayed in his eyes, which made him angry.

I don't know how beautiful the scenery under this skirt will be!

Thinking, Beiming Han no longer endured, strode forward, held her in his arms, and scared Tang Guo cried out: "ah... What do you want to do!"

"You." Beiming Han smiled at the corners of his mouth, making people look ill intentioned. He threw her on the bed and leaned down on it, and his hands began to get restless.

"Let go of me, I don't want to." Tang Guo tilted his head to avoid his kiss. This man is really in heat all day. Hasn't he explored enough about his body? Some tired people said, "when will you get tired of Beiming cold?"

"I don't know how I'm fucking addicted to you. I tell you, Tang Guo, before I said let go, your body and heart all belong to me, okay?" his actions became more and more presumptuous. Just before the next step, a stuffy cat screamed from the quilt: "meow, meow..."

Tang Guo suddenly reacted that the milk bean was not driven out, but hid in the quilt. For such a long time, it should be boring. No matter what Beiming Han's expression is now, he directly went into the quilt to find the milk bean, and then held it in his arms: "is it all right? Did it just press you? Is there anything uncomfortable?" Tang Guo checked it carefully up and down again, and then put it down safely.

Looking back at the expression of Beiming cold, it was almost indescribable. It was almost dark to "dark", and then stared at the milk beans under the bed with a gloomy face: "the cat has been a lot fatter recently."

Tang Guo didn't know what he wanted to do, and then he heard his sad mouth: "tell my aunt to cook cat meat tomorrow, steamed and braised, ha ha..."

The milk bean seemed to understand. He screamed twice, scratched open the door with his claws and ran out.