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Chapter 1257: What to come or to come (3)

Father Tang stood on the crutches with a cane, looking at the big and small figures all the time, his eyes getting darker and darker. Between these two people, did you think too much, or did you take it seriously ...

If there is anything, then it is a sin that is constantly being reorganized and chaotic! can not imagine!

"Butler." The old man called. The old housekeeper hurried over, "Master."

"Call and ask Tang Yu's father to take time to return home recently. I have something to confirm with him." The old man ordered.

The steward didn't ask much more, ‘诶’, and turned to call. Mr. Tang sighed, shook his head, and finally returned to the villa with a walking stick.

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Tang Yu turned his head and stopped steadily. Song Zhixing did not hesitate to sit in the car.

There were only two of them in the carriage. Because of the passion in the darkness in the Tang family villa just now, Song Zhixing was very uncomfortable. He didn't even know where to put his hands. Tang Yu seemed to be in a good mood, with a faint smile on his face.

Along the way, cars patrol the city. Tang Yu seemed to be very busy. He received several calls along the way, all of which were from Du Hui. He just faintly made a few "um" sounds and hung up.

The lights of the city passed over the windows, casting their shadows on them. Song Zhixing's eyes wandered in the night view of the city. In the end, he couldn't help falling on his shadow reflected in the window on her side. The fingers fell unconsciously on the three-dimensional silhouette.

When I came back to God, I discovered that his car was not driving to Tangjia Villa, but to Li Hanyan's house.

She suddenly understood.

There was a loss in the bottom of my heart, and I glanced at Tang Yu, not even knowing how sad my eyes were. In fact, just now he refused the grandpa's proposal so neatly, she thought that he probably wanted to take herself home.

but……

It's just self-confidence. And, is it still home? She has been kicked out.

Thinking of this, Song Zhixing's emotions suddenly sank a lot, his chest was stuffy. She clasped her schoolbag and rested her head on the window glass. She thinks Tang Yu is really annoying! Just messing with her in the theater just made her uneasy and made her mess. As a result, she turned her back on her.

For the first time, she discovered that she wanted to go back to that home so much. Moreover, this obsession will come stronger every day.

but……

This should be my unilateral idea. He might not even have thought of taking her back. Also, he would be much more relaxed without her harassing him at home and losing his temper with him!

Song Zhixing became more and more depressed.

Tang Yu focused on driving, and occasionally looked at her sideways. Seeing her frowning face aside, he just took a deep look and said nothing.

After a while, the car stopped at the gate of Xiyuehu Community. The car lock was only opened, and Song Zhixing grabbed the schoolbag and pushed the door out, as if to intentionally make someone discover her depressed mood, every movement was not light. Tang Yu stretched out his arms and hugged her waist all of a sudden, holding her back.

Song Zhixing didn't expect him to do this at all. He fell backwards, and was then carried by him and placed directly on his leg. Behind, leaning against the steering wheel. She had a schoolbag on her arm.

The sudden movement made her completely stunned. Tang Yu drew the schoolbag in her hand and threw it into the front passenger seat before she suddenly woke up. Thinking of where he was at the moment, he immediately struggled to slip off his leg and keep a distance from him. However, the space where they are located is too narrow, and it is difficult for her to even stretch her body.

"Sit obediently and stay with me quietly for a while." Tang Yu whispered, not in the same order as before, it sounded like a whisper between lovers.

Lovers ...

Song Zhixing thought that she was very bold, but she was clearly confused by him, and she did not move anymore.

Tang Yu's fiery palm was burning on her waist, and by contrast, he looked much quieter than her. Leaning so close and so intimate, Song Zhixing's heartbeat was disordered, and the daring pictures of Tang's old house before him kept popping up. Bring any meaning.

"In case of encountering the aunt here ..." Song Zhixing was still a little uneasy in his heart and looked out of the window in a panic.

"Don't be so nervous. Your aunt is upstairs and won't come down." Tang Yu relieved her. Mastering her soft little hand, as if playing, gently closed it in the palm of your hand, "Besides, there is me, what are you afraid of?"

Song Zhixing's eyelashes were drooping low, and he glanced up at him, and the sadness in his heart reunited there like a cloud.

"Uncle ..." She called him, her confused and helpless look, like a child, pitying.

"Huh?" Tang Yu felt it and clenched her hand tightly.

"What do you think ... the two of us are like this now?" Song Zhixing has always been going straight, but he couldn't hold back and asked.

Tang Yuzhen looked up. Out of the window, light moonlight dots his eyes. His eyes were so dark, like a whirlpool, a whirlpool that would **** her in completely.

"In your opinion, what are we?" I didn't answer, but asked back. He really looked forward to her answer. In her stubborn little head, are they still uncles or nephew relationships, or ... after tonight, the relationship between them can barely change?

Song Zhixing's small face slumped in distress, "I think, we are really like ... in secret ..."

The word ‘steal love’ was quite embarrassed after she said. ‘Stealing love’ is a sin, and the worst thing is to cheat with her nominal uncle and her guardian. There is nothing worse than that!

"Well, that's right, it's just a secret ..." Tang Yu admitted it very calmly, as if it wasn't something worthy of grieving at all, long finger rubbing slowly around her waist, "If you really feel distressed This cheating can only last until the end of your college entrance examination. "

Song Zhixing froze slightly and looked at him. The original clear eyes were dark after she groaned for a moment.

The end he said ... should be the end between them.

Obviously, they are particularly distressed and even scared about the current mode of dealing with each other, but when they hear the word 'End', they still feel uncomfortable.