Chapter 1185: Kissing (3)

"But I only like young ones." She whispered and was interrupted by Tang Yu. He looked at her meaningfully, his thin lips tilted, adding: "18 is the best."
Song Zhixing was shocked by his last words. For a long while, he didn't return to God. He could only stare at him.
His eyes were as deep as a sea of ​​stars, and like a whirlpool with magic power, he stared at her like this, as if to her entire body in. Song Zhixing's heart beat, somehow messed up, and clenched the bread in his hands.
18 years old ...
He, but mean something?
what! How is that possible? That thought is too scary and too perverted!
That idea hadn't even taken shape in his mind, but Song Zhixing himself quickly rejected it. After a long while, she finally removed her eyes from his eyes, and tried not to care about the heartbeat she had just messed up, pretending to be eating fried eggs casually. It's better to be 18 years old. "
"Reason." Tang Yu gave her only two words.
"The reason, it couldn't be simpler." Song Zhixing looked at him, coughed, and seemed to have the courage to complete the next words. "An 18-year-old girl won't like yours at all."
"Really?" Tang Yu continued his elegant meal, calming himself, "Which one am I?"
"Ask me knowingly, isn't it the old-fashioned and serious and fierce ..." Song Zhixing's heart was defamatory, but his mouth just said: "Mature and stable like Second Uncle, it's not 18-year-old dish at all! We all like young and sunny Yes. Which 18-year-old would like to be old ... no, a mature man? "
The word "old man" changed her mouth in time, but he heard the score clearly.
He was the first time he heard the word "old" on his head. When he was reported in the news, the words were always "young talent" and "young and promising". If you dare to say so, you will always be in front of this little girl.
"What about you?" Tang Yu finished his meal, slowly took the napkin and wiped his lips, and then, looking at her, staring at her, "Xingxing, what do you like?"
Maybe it's too bright outside? Song Zhixing felt that Tang Yu was so attractive at the moment that she couldn't look away. His voice was thick, and the question seemed to be casual and coax her into telling the truth.
Song Zhixing suddenly felt a little panicky at the burning eyes, "I ... of course I also like the sun, like Xi Nan."
"Really?" He seemed to smile, but it was difficult to understand the meaning. While Song Zhixing was trying to figure out what he meant, he suddenly raised his hand, and the forefinger of the bones fell on her face.
His fingers were obviously cold.
However, just touching it, Song Zhixing felt so hot that her heartbeat was disturbed. This feeling is so strange!
She stepped back almost instinctively to avoid his hands. However, Tang Yu seemed to know that she would have such a reaction. Another uninjured hand had already wrapped around her back and did not give her room for back.
He ... what is he trying to do? !!
Song Zhixing's alarm bell was in his head, breathing heavily, and clinging to the injured hand that he dropped under him without thinking about it.
"Uncle, you ... what do you want to do?" She stared warily at him near him. I swallowed nervously, only feeling dry.
"Release your hand." Tang Yu only glanced at her hand. She buckled so tightly that the wounds on his palms were hurting.
"... you let go first."
She is very nervous.
He was so nervous that his whole body was tense.
Tang Yu gave her a glance, and easily pulled her hand out of her palm. When she was shocked to hold the hand again, he touched her lips with a long finger, "stained with milk."
The whole process, calm and calm.
Moreover, immediately after wiping, he pulled away, took out the napkin, and wiped his fingers.
Did not have any bad intentions against her!
Looking at Song Zhixing again, she was still stretched there as if she were measuring the abdomen of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Thought he was going to treat himself ...
Song Zhixing looked back, looked at the man who was sitting upright, and drank his milk awkwardly again.
Lips seemed to have the temperature of his fingertips.
"So nervous, what do you think I want to do to you?" Tang Yu asked suddenly. Is this guy a tapeworm in her stomach? He knows everything! But what he thought, she couldn't guess at all! Too unfair!
"Just because I don't know what you're going to do to me, I'm nervous." Song Zhixing sipped his milk and said with a lip, "Isn't my uncle like 18-year-old, just for me ..."
He dropped the napkin and looked at him. It was that kind of meaningful look that made Song Zhixing suddenly jammed, his heartbeat was disordered, and he dared not say anything further.
His eyes were deep, and the corners of his lips were filled with smiles like, "What about you?"
The alarm bell in Song Zhixing's mind was a masterpiece.
She felt that if she dared to talk at this moment, she would be dying!
"Well, I'm running out of time." She was a little bit sensible and didn't dare to make such a joke with Tang Yu. That's too scary and embarrassing! She put down the tableware and suddenly stood up. "Uncle, I'm rushing to class, goodbye!"
Regardless of Tang Yu's reaction at this moment, he didn't dare to look at him. He carried a schoolbag and pulled away.
That look is too embarrassing.
It was simply deserted.
Tang Yu looked at the back, his eyes darkened.
This little girl likes young and energetic?
He has always been young, but young ...
Tang Yu feels that he will never be able to rely on the word "juvenile" forever. After all, when he was 18 years old, he had already hosted meetings at the Tang Group. At that time, he had no idea what ‘juvenile’ was.
Anyway.
People's preferences will always change. She's the same!

Song Zhixing ran out of the villa with a schoolbag. After he got into the car, he was still uneasy.
In his mind, for a long time, he used the phrase 'like 18 years old'. For a while, it was his meaningful, smiling look, dangling in front of himself.
He's also 18 years old. He can't really ...
Huh! What do you think!
Song Zhixing held his face and shook his head vigorously, shaking out the messy thoughts.
The driver in front looked at the picture inconceivably.
For a while, Song Zhixing shook his head and gave a violent meal, a thought in his mind.
If you hurriedly get Tang Yu and your aunt together, isn't it all good, don't you have to worry about anything? She can also be liberated!
good Morning! Haha, today I was attending a friend's wedding, not my wedding ~~ Hey, I got up early in the morning and got stuck with the code. Don't forget your monthly pass ~