One Thousand Two Hundred and Five 2 I Am the Best Person to You (Part 2)

Song Zhixing moved her lips, wanting to refute something, but she couldn't say a word again.

In fact, she was not really heartless, nor was she a piece of wood. She was really numb to the point of not being able to feel Tang Yu's kindness to her. It's just that the more she felt, the more she resisted and the more she was unwilling to admit it.

Is his kindness to her still the kindness of an uncle to his niece?

If it changed and became the kindness of a man to a woman, how could she bear it?

"Why are you still in a daze? Eat it while it's hot." Sister Li saw that she didn't move and urged her.

Song Zhixing came back to her senses and picked up the chopsticks again. The door of the room was knocked at this moment.

She looked up.

I saw a tall figure standing at the open door. At this moment, he had changed out of his pajamas and put on a shirt, looking like he was going out.

"Second Master." Sister Li immediately stood up and greeted respectfully. Seeing him, she said tactfully, "I have something to do downstairs, so I'll go down first. Miss, finish your meal, I'll come up to clean up later."

"Sister Li!" Song Zhixing didn't want her to leave. Once she left, only Tang Yu and she were left in the room.

However, Sister Li hurried out as if she didn't hear her voice, closing the door by the way.

Tang Yu walked to the sofa opposite her and sat down. He glanced at the food in front of her and was much more satisfied when he saw that half of it was gone. With his legs crossed, he leaned on the sofa with a noble and somewhat lazy look, "Are you still angry?"

"...Is it useful for me to be angry?" Song Zhixing poked the rice. Perhaps Sister Li's words just now worked. Compared with the previous quarrel with him, her face and tone were much more relaxed now.

"It's useless." Tang Yu replied lightly.

"..." Song Zhixing was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. He grabbed a pillow and threw it over in anger, "Tang Yu, why are you so annoying!"

He raised his long arm and caught the pillow steadily. His eyes deepened, "You won't even call me 'Second Uncle'?"

Song Zhixing's heart skipped a beat when he looked at her. She didn't know why, but she had become more and more courageous recently, and even dared to call me 'Tang Yu' in front of him. If it was before, how could she dare to be so presumptuous in front of him?

She didn't want to think about the reason,

she just stood up and pretended to be sleepy, "You go, I'm going to take a nap."

After issuing the order to expel him, she walked to the door and pulled it open to invite him out.

However, when she passed by Tang Yu, his long arms suddenly stretched out. She was stunned, and the next moment, she felt her waist tightened, and she was hugged by Tang Yu and placed sideways on his legs.

"Tang Yu, what are you doing?" Song Zhixing exclaimed, and her hands were supported on his chest in resistance.

"What did you call me?" Tang Yu stared at her with a gloomy look, and his eyes were like a whirlpool, as if he was going to roll her in. She was so tongue-tied by his gaze.

Tang Yu put his big hand on her slender waist, his voice was low and sexy, "Xingxing, if you keep calling me like this, I will mistake you for..."

"Second Uncle!" Song Zhixing was afraid to hear more of Tang Yu's next words. She called out anxiously to interrupt him, as if she was afraid that he didn't understand, and added, "Second Uncle, I call you 'Second Uncle'..."

Tang Yu's expression sank.

All the remaining words were stuck in his throat. Then, those words, like stones, slowly sank into his chest, pressing him a little.

Knowing that expecting her to have any strange feelings for him, it was just a luxury, he always knew...

Song Zhixing's heart was also in a mess at the moment, unable to understand his thoughts at the moment. She sat on his lap, feeling the heat of his palm, and her heartbeat was so fast that she felt dizzy. She broke his hand, "Second Uncle, you...you let me go first."

"Don't move."

Tang Yu came back to his senses. The deep eyes just now were restrained.

Song Zhixing was fidgeting.

Tang Yu pulled her tossing hand over and opened it. A small medicine bottle was placed in his palm.

She was stunned for a moment.

It was asthma medicine.

She remembered that when she was in the sauna this morning, the medicine she used was taken out of his pocket. So... does this mean that he always carries these medicines with him?

Because of her?

She suddenly didn't dare to ask, but her heartstrings were trembling uncontrollably.

"Put the medicine away, don't let that kind of thing happen again this morning!"

Song Zhixing came back to her senses, gently said "Oh", rubbed the medicine bottle for a while, and then put it in her pocket. For a long time, the tip of her heart was still throbbing and uneasy.

Tang Yu noticed that her eyes were different, and looked over to explore, but she immediately turned her face away, not even daring to look at him. Even she didn't know what was going on.

But the next moment, her neck suddenly felt hot, and the man's fingertips touched her...

She took a quick breath and hurriedly clasped his fingers. Her eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, or adorned with bright stars. She looked at him in confusion and panic, like a frightened little rabbit.

She had no idea how seductive that look was.

Tang Yu's breathing became heavier just by being looked at by her. He looked at her with eyes that he couldn't bear to look away.

"Where's the thing?" he asked in a deep voice.

"...What?" Her hand was still tightly holding his fingers. His mind was muddled and not very clear.

"The necklace I gave you."

"In my pocket..."

Tang Yu's hand twitched from her fingertips. Song Zhixing realized belatedly that she had been holding his hand. She was embarrassed, as if she had been electrocuted, and immediately let go of him and retracted her hand.

Tang Yu had already found the necklace from her pocket, lifted the long hair from her neck, and put the chain on her neatly.

"Wear it well, no matter what happens in the future, you are not allowed to take it off again!" He always spoke in this tone, but Song Zhixing was inexplicably not annoyed at this moment, and did not ask why it was not advisable, but just obediently said "oh". Her eyes fell on the shirt on his body.

"This clothes..." She actually recognized it a long time ago. The shirt he was wearing at the moment was the one she bought for him in the mall that day. However, he was so angry later. She didn't see the shirt in the room when she came back today, and she thought he had thrown it into the trash can a long time ago.

"Didn't you say your aunt bought it?"

"Ah, yes...I said that."

"Since you are so thoughtful and want to pass on the gift for her, I won't let you down." Tang Yu really wanted to throw away this shirt, and it would be best to burn it. However, after instructing Sister Li to throw it into the trash can, he picked it up again as if possessed.

No matter what, this shirt was bought by her personally.

He couldn't bear to part with it after all.

For so many years, she had never given him anything. This was the only time...