Good Morning, Mr. President!

Ninety-Two: Deep Love Buried by Time (Ninety-Two)

Jing Yu actually couldn't hide it any longer. He was abroad, so she wouldn't call him to question him, but he was standing in front of her now, so she should ask him clearly.

She considered her words, hoping she didn't look particularly embarrassed and embarrassed, "What is your relationship with Miss Mo?"

She really wanted to not sound like a particularly stingy person, but the first words she said were like a flood opening the floodgates. The next words followed, "Are you a couple? An unmarried couple?"

After she finished asking, she still didn't wait for the man's answer. He smiled instead and looked at her thoughtfully. Jing Yu was inexplicably embarrassed by that look and smile, and she turned around to pull the door lock. However, as soon as she moved, she was caught by Yu Zeyao. She opened her lips to say something, but before she could say anything, the man's kiss suddenly came and covered her lips.

Jing Yu pushed him. He didn't kiss her as brutally and fervently as usual, he just pressed it so that she could feel the slight warmth and don't move away. There was still a slight smile in his eyes, "I thought you wouldn't ask."

How could she not ask?

She had been holding it in her heart for so many days, and she was almost suffering from internal injuries.

"What is your relationship?" Jing Yu repeated, "If you are a couple, then you and I..."

Her chest felt tight and sad, "Just let me go, I don't want to live here anymore."

She looked up at him, but she didn't even notice it. There was a thin layer of mist in her eyes because of sadness.

Yu Zeyao looked at her red eyes. At that moment, he suddenly felt that all the sulking he had been feeling over the past few days was just stupid and mediocre trouble.

The haze accumulated in my chest also dissipated at this moment. He couldn't help but touch her beautiful eyes with his fingers, and the soft eyelashes fluttered, as if brushing against his heart, making his heart palpitate violently.

He laughed and said: "Yu'er, do you know that you are almost crying?"

His low voice was extremely sexy. However, that smile gave Jing Yu the feeling that this person was laughing at him. She already felt that it was embarrassing for her to shed tears in front of him last night, and now she was even more upset.

I was a little angry, and I didn't know whether I was angry with him or with myself for being hopeless. She grabbed his hand away from her eyes, but before she let go, he had already held it back, raised it directly, and pressed it against the wall behind her.

The man leaned closer,

Jing Yu looked at the smile in his eyes and frowned, "I'm about to cry. Can I make you so proud?"

"Is my pride so obvious?" Even though he knew she was unhappy and unhappy, Yu Zeyao was unscrupulous and had no intention of hiding his 'pride' or 'satisfaction'.

Jing Yu was about to get even more annoyed when he heard him sigh in a low voice: "I've always been happy for you, angry for you, and frustrated for you. Now it's not easy to see you finally having a little bit of mood swings for me. I It’s not too much to be proud for a while, right?”

Jing Yu's annoyance was suppressed at once. She felt that the man's words were like words of love, and they almost softened her heart. However, the next moment, she woke up again and thought about Mo Huan. This person simply avoided answering the important point. Just as she was about to ask, he jumped in and explained: "She and I are neither a couple nor an unmarried couple."

He spoke slowly and sincerely.

Jing Yu looked at him and said nothing.

"Don't believe it?"

"...I heard your brother call her sister-in-law." Jingyu wanted to bite his tongue after saying these words. She is settling old scores and settling new scores.

The smile in Yu Zeyao's eyes deepened, "It turns out that you remember it very clearly."

Jingyu turned to face him with half of his tense face.

"Zenan has always been outspoken. I admit that my father, Mo Huan's father, does want us to get married, but this is not my idea. She will not be my love partner, and she will not be the one I want to marry," he explained. His words were neither quick nor slow, neither light nor serious, but extremely convincing. "The news is just a rumor. She went with her father, and we met there no more than three times in total. The three times combined We didn’t speak more than ten sentences, and we didn’t spend more than ten minutes together.”

Jing Yu pursed his lips and couldn't hold it back, "You remember it so clearly."

Although he said this, his tone was much gentler than before.

"..." Yu Zeyao laughed, "They say women are difficult to take care of, and I finally experienced it today. If you don't explain it clearly, you'll think I'm bluffing you. If you explain it clearly, I won't get any favors."

"This is already excellent for me. Mr. Yu has too little experience, so it's so rare and strange."

"It is true that I have too little experience, but I don't need to have too much experience in this area." Yu Zeyao held her face, "Usually, you just let me have a lot of experience."

These words also sound like love words. Most of the anger in Jing Yu's heart has already disappeared because of his previous explanation, and the remaining half will disappear without a trace because of these words. Her eyes trembled for a moment, then she looked up at him intently and asked, "Can I believe what you say? I don't want to ruin other people's feelings, nor do I want to be fooled."

"Do you think I'm someone who's free enough to cheat girls out of their feelings?"

Jing Yu muttered: "You are not idle at all. You are so busy that you can go without seeing anyone for several days."

Yu Zeyao looked at her with interest, "Why didn't I realize before that you were so eloquent?"

It turned out that she didn't really care at all during the past few days when he was gone.

Yu Zeyao found that he actually loved her like this - this was the way she really looked like an ordinary girlfriend.

He leaned over and kissed her lips again - he wanted to do this last night, kiss her well, get close to her, but because it was too late, he didn't wake her up.

Jingyu also realized that they had only been apart for three short days, but when his breath came close to her, she felt a deep longing in her heart.

She was thinking about him...

So much so that in these three short days, she couldn't sit still, and she didn't even sleep well.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but open her lips and let him kiss her deeper. She was confused and fascinated, and her fingers unconsciously pinched the waist of his shirt.

Yu Zeyao was addicted to her breath and the taste between her lips and teeth. He didn't want to withdraw from her lips. When he kissed her until she gasped and couldn't breathe, he had to force himself to withdraw for a moment. However, as soon as she took a breath, he couldn't wait to kiss her again, and he was entangled with her.

Jingyu had never experienced anything like this before - it was as if they couldn't kiss each other enough. He didn't want to let her go, and she didn't want to push him away. They just wanted to keep sinking into this madness.

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