One Thousand One Hundred and Eighty-Five Kiss (III)

"But I only like young ones." Her rambling words were interrupted by Tang Yu. He looked at her meaningfully with his eyes, lifted his sexy thin lips, and added: "18-year-olds are the best." "

Song Zhixing was shocked by his last words. For a long time, he didn't come back to his senses, and could only look at him blankly.

His eyes were as deep as the sea of ​​stars, and like a whirlpool with magical power. He stared at her, as if he wanted to suck her whole body in. Song Zhixing's heart skipped a beat, and he was inexplicably confused. He subconsciously clenched the bread in his hand.

18 years old...

Did he mean something?

ha! How is that possible? That idea is so scary and perverted!

That idea was quickly and decisively rejected by Song Zhixing himself before it even took shape in his mind. After a long while, she finally looked away from his gaze. She tried her best to ignore her heartbeat that had just skipped a beat. She just pretended to eat the omelette as if nothing had happened. "Second uncle, I advise you not to do it." It’s better to like 18-year-olds.”

"Reason." Tang Yu only gave her two words.

"The reason couldn't be simpler." Song Zhixing glanced at him, coughed, and seemed to muster up the courage to finish what he said next, "18-year-old girls will not like your style at all."

"Really?" Tang Yu continued to eat elegantly, calmly and calmly, "Which one am I?"

"You know what you are asking, but you are just old-fashioned, serious and fierce..." Song Zhixing cursed in his heart, but he just said: "A mature and steady person like you, Second Uncle, is not an 18-year-old at all! We all like to be young and lively. Yes. What 18-year-old would like an old... no, a mature man? "

She changed her words in time for the words 'old man', but he could hear them clearly.

This was the first time he had heard the word 'old' applied to him. When reporting on him in the news, the terms used are always 'young talent' and 'young and promising'. The only one who dares to say that to him will always be the little girl in front of him.

"What about you?" Tang Yu finished his meal, slowly took the napkin and wiped his lips, then looked sideways at her with stern eyes, "Xingxing, what do you like?"

Maybe the sun outside is too bright? Song Zhixing felt that Tang Yu was so good-looking at the moment that she couldn't look away. His voice was rich, and this question seemed casual, but also seemed to be coaxing her to tell the truth.

Song Zhixing met the burning eyes,

Suddenly, I felt a little panicked, "I...of course I also like the sunnier ones, like Xi Nan."

"Really?" He smiled half-heartedly, but it was hard to understand what he meant. When Song Zhixing was trying to figure out the meaning of his words, he suddenly raised his hand, and his knuckled index finger fell on her face.

His fingers were obviously cold.

However, just touching her like that made Song Zhixing feel so hot that her heartbeat was racing. This feeling is so strange!

She stepped back almost instinctively to avoid his hand. However, Tang Yu seemed to know that she would have such a reaction. The other hand, which was not injured, had already grasped the back of her head, not giving her any room to retreat.

He... what does he want to do? !

Alarm bells rang in Song Zhixing's mind. He took a deep breath and grabbed his injured hand under his chin without thinking.

"Second uncle, you...what do you want to do?" She stared at him warily, who was so close. Swallowing nervously, my mouth felt dry.

"Let go." Tang Yu only glanced at her hand. She buckled it so tightly that the wounds on his palms hurt.

"...let go first."

She was very nervous.

My whole body was tense with tension.

Tang Yu glanced at her and easily pulled his hand out of her palm. She was so shocked that she wanted to grab that hand again, but his long fingers lightly touched the corners of her lips and said, "It's stained with milk."

Throughout the whole process, he was calm and calm.

Moreover, after wiping, he immediately pulled away, took out the napkin, and wiped his fingers.

He didn't have any bad intentions against her!

Looking at Song Zhixing again, her whole body was still tense, as if she was judging a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart. I thought he was going to treat me...

Song Zhixing came back to his senses, looked at the man sitting upright opposite him, and took another sip of milk in embarrassment.

The warmth of his fingertips still seemed to remain on her lips.

"So nervous, what do you think I'm going to do to you?" Tang Yu suddenly asked. Is this guy the roundworm in her stomach? He knows everything he wants! However, she had no way of guessing what he was thinking! So unfair!

"I'm nervous just because I don't know what you're going to do to me." Song Zhixing choked down his milk and pursed his lips, "Don't my second uncle like 18-year-olds? If you do to me..."

He dropped his napkin and looked at him. It was that meaningful look again that made Song Zhixing suddenly freeze up, his heart beat wildly, and he didn't dare to say anything further.

He had deep eyes and a faint smile on his lips, "What if I do something to you?"

Alarm bells rang in Song Zhixing's mind.

She felt that if she dared to answer the phone randomly at this moment, she would be seeking death!

"Well, I'm running out of time." She still had some sense at least and didn't dare to make such a joke with Tang Yu. That was too scary and embarrassing! She put down the tableware and stood up suddenly, "Second uncle, I'm rushing to go to class. Goodbye!"

Regardless of Tang Yu's reaction at the moment, she didn't dare to look at him, picked up her schoolbag, and walked away.

That look was so embarrassing.

Simply running away.

Tang Yu looked at the back, his eyes darkened.

This little girl likes young and energetic people?

He has always been young, but energetic...

Tang Yu felt that he would never be associated with the word "energetic". After all, when he was 18 years old, he had already presided over a meeting at Tang Group. At that time, he didn't know what "energetic" was.

But it doesn't matter.

People's preferences will always change. So is she!

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Song Zhixing ran out of the villa with her schoolbag. After getting in the car, she was still uneasy.

For a long time, his words "I like 18-year-olds" were in her mind. After a while, his meaningful, half-smiled look was swaying in front of her.

She is also 18 years old, he won't really...

Pfft! What are you thinking about!

Song Zhixing held her face and shook her head vigorously to shake out the messy thoughts.

The driver in front looked at the scene in disbelief.

After a while, Song Zhixing paused in shaking his head, and an idea flashed through his mind.

If he could quickly match Tang Yu and his aunt together, wouldn't everything be fine and he wouldn't have to worry about anything? She could also be liberated!

Good morning! Haha, today I am attending a friend's wedding, not my own wedding~~ Well, I got up early in the morning to write and I am too sleepy. Don't forget your monthly tickets~