One Thousand One Hundred and Eighty-Two Playing Taboo Love? (Part 3)

Song Zhixing was still thinking about this issue at first, but after a while, he gave up thinking about it. After all, it's hard to guess Tang Yu's thoughts. She is not allowed to leave now, but one day, he will no longer be able to control her, and sooner or later he will allow her to leave.

He is now 30 years old, and his aunt who is engaged to him has also come back. Sooner or later they will get married. By then she must be completely free.

When Song Zhixing thought of this, he felt better. He secretly glanced at the man next to him, feeling quite sympathetic to his aunt Li Hanyan. Marrying such a serious and cold person for the rest of your life should be very boring!

She was thinking wildly, the car was driving smoothly on the street. Soon, when they arrived at the villa area, the driver hurriedly came around and opened the door for Tang Yu. The housekeeper and Sister Li greeted him respectfully.

"Sir, this hand!" The housekeeper was shocked when he saw the injuries and blood on his hands.

Tang Yu frowned, "The sixth one hasn't arrived yet?"

"I've been notifying him for a while, he should be here soon." Du Hui replied from behind.

Tang Yu gave a faint 'hmm', but looked at Song Zhixing, who had been standing behind him silently with his schoolbag in hand, "Go in and take a shower, and don't touch the water with the wounds on your hands."

"...Oh." Song Zhixing responded, lowering his head and walking inside.

Tang Yu added another sentence: "Don't let me know that you go to a place like today again. This time, it won't be the same again!"

The tone is not a discussion, but a consistent order that cannot be questioned.

Song Zhixing felt dissatisfied. As he strode inside, he muttered angrily: "If my second uncle hadn't been there, I wouldn't have gone to such a smoky place. Typically, only state officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps. "

Tang Yu stood there, looking at her angry back, the coldness on his face gradually dissipated, and a hint of helplessness emerged.

This little girl didn't even think about it. Is that a place where a child like her could go?

"Second Master, the young lady seems to be very angry." Du Hui also looked at the back.

"Well, she is still young. She will naturally know what is good when she grows up." Tang Yu replied lightly. He had been waiting for her for several years, and a few more years wouldn't hurt.

"Go back." Tang Yu handed the tie and coat to Sister Li beside him, and glanced at Du Hui again and again, "You will do the same again. Don't dare to reveal such whereabouts to her next time , suffer the consequences at your own risk!”

That little girl saw that lewd scene in the box today,

Clearly a little frightened.

He has a headache. I hope this didn't leave any psychological shadow on her. However, at the age of 18, you should know a little bit about sex and love.

Du Hui responded repeatedly, drove the car, and left quickly.

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Song Zhixing came out of the shower, his arm still hurting.

"Little Xingxing." There was a knock on the door of the room, "Can I come in?"

Song Zhixing immediately ran to the door and opened it, "Uncle Six!"

Tang Song walked in and put the medicine box aside, "Is your hand injured? Come, let me have a look."

"It's just a minor injury." Song Zhixing stretched out his delicate, white hands towards Tang Song. Tang Song looked at it and rolled his eyes.

At this moment, Tang Yu was standing at the door in a gray nightgown. Song Zhixing looked up and saw him, and instinctively tensed up. The relaxation and pleasure he felt towards Tang and Song immediately disappeared without a trace. Tang Yu also noticed it, and his eyes became a little darker.

Tang Song looked back at him, "Second brother, is this injury what you said is a serious injury? Little Xingxing's injury is not as serious as your 1% injury. Are you sure you don't want to deal with your injury first?"

Tang Yu seemed a little impatient, "When did you become so verbose?"

Song Zhixing took his hand back and said, "Sixth Uncle, I can handle my injuries myself. You can help Second Uncle first."

She wanted Tang Yu to get out of this room quickly. She had no choice but to stay with him, and she felt breathless.

However, a certain person didn't look so conscious at all, but looked at her and said, "Go sit on the sofa."

"..." Song Zhixing didn't move.

Tang Yu pursed her thin lips and said, "Want me to carry you?"

Song Zhixing rushed to the sofa with a little nudge. She kicked off her slippers, gathered herself into a ball, and stared at him warily.

Tang Song smiled, "Second brother, what on earth did you do to Little Xingxing? Look at her, she's so scared."

Tang Yu's secretive eyes stared at Song Zhixing for a while. Her avoidance of him was so obvious that it made him feel powerless.

After all, he didn't stay in the room long enough to make her unhappy. He turned around and went out, and said to Tang Song: "After you have finished handling it, come to me in the study."

"Um."

After the door was closed, Song Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief. His originally tense body softened and he collapsed on the sofa.

Tang Song was funny, "Are you that afraid of him?"

She whispered, "Second uncle has always been very fierce. It would be strange not to be afraid of him."

"He just looks fierce on the surface, but he's actually kind to you!" Tang Song opened the medicine box and cleaned her wound.

"Well, I can't feel it. It's strictly true."

"He was injured like that, and he asked me to come see you first. Not everyone gets this kind of treatment from my second brother."

Song Zhixing bit his lip and remembered the injury on his hand. When she first came in, she also found that the glass piece in her palm was still there, how painful it was~

My mind wavered. However, the next second, she flattened her mouth again and whispered: "He caused my wound, so... maybe he feels guilty?"

Tang Song seemed to have heard a big joke, leaning forward and backward with joy, "Guilty? Little Xingxing, do you think these two words are in my second brother's dictionary?"

"..." Song Zhixing curled his lips.

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Tang Yu's wounds were not shallow.

Tang and Song spent more than half an hour picking out the glass fragments for him.

"Second brother, you really failed as a guardian." Tang Song was bandaging while talking to him.

Tang Yu flipped through the documents without even raising his head.

"Little Xingxing seems to be particularly afraid of you. I guess she won't be able to relax if you are at home. How about I be her guardian in the future?" Tang Song knew that Tang Yu was nervous about this girl, so he joked.

Tang Yu paused while flipping through the documents, then raised his head and glanced at him coldly.

Tang Song was so excited that he immediately changed his tune: "I'm joking, I'm joking, please don't take it seriously with me."

Tang Yu withdrew his gaze and gave a faint warning: "Don't make such jokes again in the future."

Tang Song's lips twitched. This man would turn his back on anyone because of his little niece! snort! He is his biological brother!

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night.

When Tang Yu was about to fall asleep, he heard footsteps coming from outside. It's so late, who's still awake?

He opened the door to the room and walked out. Then I saw Sister Li hurriedly coming out of Song Zhixing's room.

"What happened?"

"Second Master, the young lady has asthma."

Tang Yu frowned and strode towards her room.

When he entered, there was only one dim lamp in the room. Song Zhixing huddled up on the bed.