Good Morning, Mr. President!

She could not help but quicken her pace. Yu Zeyao followed behind, seeing her rushing and rushing, and she felt uneasy, thinking she was hit badly.

"Jing Yu, stand still!"

Jing Yu did not listen to him and did not answer.

He lost his patience. The man has long legs, a few steps and a step, it is quite easy to catch up with her. She was caught on the stairs. Clasping her shoulders, she felt helpless and annoyed, "Why the more I stop you, the faster you go?"

Jing Yu refused to turn around or speak, and just opened his hand silently. Where can Yu Zeyao push her away? Both hands clasped her two slender arms, and with a little force, she knocked her over.

It's okay not to look at it, and breath tight.

At this moment, her beautiful face was full of tears, and she was crying extremely hard. The stunned appearance made him distressed.

Yu Zeyao has never seen her like this. When Jing Rong was abducted, she never saw her cry like this. My heart tightened for a moment, and my breathing was much heavier. In the face of so many tears, he felt helpless for a moment.

In the end, holding her head with only one hand pressed her into her arms. Then, the other hand that was vacated slowly lifted her hand from under the bridge of her nose, "Let me see."

Even the sound is extremely gentle.

Jing Yu bit her lip hard, clutching his shirt tightly. The smell of him was still the faint freshness of the man, not from the aroma of other women.

Yu Zeyao didn't know how she turned around at the moment, just sighed, and stroked her on the bridge of her nose gently.

He glanced down at her tightly pinched fingers, "If you want to cry, cry, don't bear it."

As soon as this word came out, Jing Yu suddenly buried his face in his chest, and really cried. However, when she cried, she just shed tears quietly, holding back, not even twitching.

However, this look distressed Yu Zeyao.

She cried when she came back. I'm afraid she has made it easier these days when he is not at home.

She cried tears as if she couldn't stop, it seemed that it really hurt so much this time. Yu Zeyao had to pick her up and go to his room. Jing Yu seemed to be stung by something, stiffened, and whispered, "You let me down."

Because I cried, my nasal sound was very heavy.

"Do not cry?"

Jing Yu repeated: "You put me down, I'll go back to my room to sleep."

That's it.

Yu Zeyao's expression sank, his thin lips tightened. I haven't seen her for several days and he really misses her. Even if she didn't do anything different, hug her and sleep with her was what he wanted.

But, obviously, she didn't think the same as herself. She is not a man who will hold on to arrogance, and if she really wants to, she will not refuse him like that.

Yu Zeyao turned and hugged her into her room. She said nothing and didn't look at her again, then she turned out.

Jing Yu cried a little, and even scared herself. My snot was coming out, and I wiped my nose with a tissue, but when I touched my nose, tears came out.

She stood in the bathroom and looked at her flushed eyes, scolding herself for being too helpless. It's just a nose bang, it really doesn't cry so much. But was it just because I was hit? She knew that was not the case.

When I was thinking, there was a noise outside. The door was pushed open, and she heard his footsteps ringing outside. Jing Yu pulled out the paper to wipe off the wet layer on his eyelashes, and was about to go out, but he had already reached the bathroom door. I have an ice pack in my hand. "Apply it first."

Jing Yu picked it up and whispered, "Thank you."

There was still a thick nasal sound in her voice, which sounded extremely wronged.

"Solemnly let me apologize to you." Yu Zeyao had some ointment in his hand.

Jing Yu pursed her lips and pressed the ice pack against the bridge of her nose. She just stared at the small rug on the floor in front of the door, and said nothing. The two were so deadlocked that they were speechless for a while. The atmosphere in the room became a bit low. In the end, Jing Yu said, "It's so late, aren't you sleepy?"

What sleepy?

Scared by her tears.

"Can you sleep like this?" He asked her.

Jing Yu shook his head.

Yu Zeyao pointed to the bed, "Go up and lie down, and give you some medicine to remove bruises later. If it hurts too much tomorrow, go to the hospital to take a picture."

"No, it's not that serious."

"It's not that serious, did you cry like that?" Yu Zeyao looked at her. "When Jing Rong had an accident, it wasn't like you are today."

He said that it seemed to jade somewhere. She stopped talking and didn't go to bed, just sitting on the sofa with an ice bag. Bend your knees, your chin against your knees.

When she saw Yu Zeyao coming, she whispered, "Go to sleep, put the medicine here, I can just apply it myself."

Yu Zeyao's hand holding the medicine tightened. She had been driving herself away, but his mind always wanted to stay with her for a while, and for a while. Obviously their minds are not balanced.

Consciously boring, and really a little burnout-the burnout from the depths of his heart swept him, he didn't stay much, put down the medicine, and turned out.

Jing Yu had been sitting there stiffly, pressing her nose with an ice pack, her hands were all red. It wasn't until the door's voice was closed that she turned back and looked at the closed door, as if weak, and put the ice pack down, and the man was lying weakly on the sofa.

Yu Zeyao took a shower and lay in bed. It was four o'clock in the morning, but it was sleepless. Looking through the window, I glanced at the next room. The curtains of her window were tightly closed tonight without revealing any light, and it was not known whether she had fallen asleep by now.

He frowned, thinking that tomorrow he would have to account for the curtains in her room. Too opaque is not a good thing.

After a long time, she turned up and went to her room wearing slippers and grey pajamas. She didn't even lock the door tonight. You don't need to bring a key to go in smoothly. The light inside was still bright and there was no trace of her on the bed. He looked over on the sofa and saw that she was asleep on the sofa.

The long hair spread out, with the back of the head resting on the armrest of the sofa, sleeping uncomfortably, and frowning. Dressed so thin and covered with nothing, it must be a cold.

Yu Zeyao was very skeptical that she would not be so ignorant of taking care of herself when she was at home these days.

He stepped forward, and easily lifted her off the sofa. Being moved, she was half awake, her eyelashes fanned, and her eyes opened halfway. The light in the room was too dazzling, and she felt uncomfortable, covering her eyes with her hands. When I accidentally touched my nose, I felt a snoring pain. Yu Zeyao sighed, "Be careful."

It looks like I was really hurt tonight.