Chapter 1113

Tang Qingru waved his hand: "you go to the guest room to have a rest. I'll talk to the Secretary General and talk to you later."

Mr. Mayor said so, song ran could only be respectful rather than obedient. After talking to Yin Hua in the side hall, aunt Zhou led her to the guest room to sleep for a while.

Song ran went to bed and soon fell asleep.

Sweet scented osmanthus wine has a good aftereffect.

Tang Qingru and the Secretary General went into his study to talk about things. Tang Jian was the only one left in the dining room. He ate slowly, but he didn't know what to eat. It was like chewing wax.

It was raining harder and harder outside. He lost his jade chopsticks, took a breath, looked out of the window, and said in a cold voice, "aunt Zhou, I'm leaving first."

Aunt Zhou glanced out of the window: "it's raining heavily. Don't leave tonight. Stay with your father."

Tang Jian said softly, "my father seems not to welcome me. He only has his daughter in his eyes."

Aunt Zhou hissed: "don't say that. Your father is not happy when he hears it. Jian, you should know that the relationship between father and son and father daughter is different. Your father still loves you."

Tang Jian wryly smile: "OK, aunt Zhou, don't comfort me."

"The rain is really too heavy. It's not safe to drive. I'll clean up your room during the day. I'll sleep here tonight."

Tang Jian looks up upstairs. She is here, too. The guest room is next to his room.

He went upstairs. Aunt Zhou was relieved. At night, it rained all day. It was not safe to drive.

Tang Ji'an stood outside the guest room. The door of the guest room was not closed properly, and there was a bedside lamp inside. He could see song ran lying on the bed with a thin quilt on her body. The light outlined her very well.

As if there was a voice saying to him, you have to go in and have a look at her. He reached out uncontrollably, pushed the door open and walked in

As he approached step by step, song ran lay on his side, his back to the door and his face to the window. He went to her and sat down beside the bed.

The mattress sank slightly for two minutes, but the person on the bed was not conscious at all.

Tang Jian looked at her like this, her long hair scattered on her cheek, and he couldn't help raising his hand to trim her hair.

Perhaps because of the wine, she looked more charming, her cheeks reddish and her lips slightly tooted.

All this, more attractive than alcohol, was like the red roses that were invited to be picked, so they bloomed under him, stimulating his senses.

So, what sister, what enemy's daughter, this idea at this moment, was thrown out of the clouds by him.

His larynx was sliding up and down, and his eyes became more and more deep

In the study, the secretary general is reporting on the investment promotion of Haicheng

"The real estate industry and the emerging electronic industry should be able to vigorously support..."

Tang Qingru looked at the window beaten by the wind, and suddenly stood up. The Secretary General looked up at him: "what's the matter with you, sir?"

Tang Qingru coughed gently: "nothing, you wait for me a moment."

It's cold. It's windy and rainy. He has to see if the child has a quilt in the guest room. Don't freeze it. Her eyes are just right. Her body's hurt is just right. Don't catch a cold again.

The study is on the second floor, and the guest room is on the third floor. Tang Ji'an goes to the third floor in a hurry. When he comes to the door of the guest room, he sees that the door of the guest room is not closed properly. He is about to go in. The scene in front of him makes him angry