Stop Bothering Me, Emperor Chapter 29: Distressed

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Yu Tang stood by the bed for half a minute, what did he see?

Maybe feeling hot, the white and slender legs got out of the quilt, revealing the white boxer briefs. Boxer shorts with excellent elasticity, wrapping around the beautiful line......

Can't help but slide his Adam's apple, Yu Tang moved his eyes away from the tempting place, and slowly sat down on the side of the bed with one hand on the pillow. Looking at the guy who was sleeping darkly, he slowly stretched out his hand and poked the flushed face.

"Um..." Song Xiao raised his hand, trying to drive away the guy who disturbed his sleep, but was caught by Yu Tang without looking, and touched it in his hand.

The touch made both of them startled.

The smooth skin turned into rough gauze, and Yu Tang hurriedly held that hand to his eyes to take a closer look. It was only five o'clock in the morning, and it was still dark, and the room was a little dark, but the white gauze still hurt his eyes.

Song Xiao suddenly woke up with pain because of the wound: "The emperor?"

"What's going on?" Yu Tang's voice was a little cold.

"It's hot," Song Xiao wanted to retract his hand, "Why are you back?"

"Who did it hot?" Yu Tang didn't intend to let him go, clutching that wrist without letting go, unwrapping the gauze to see.

Song Xiao blinked and said that it was hot. Shouldn't people usually respond with "Why are you so careless"? Sure enough, it was the emperor's mind, and he could think of undermining in an instant.

While speaking, the gauze was taken apart by Yu Tang, and the bedside lamp was turned on, and the wound was clearly presented before his eyes. The blisters opened, and the skin fell off, revealing the pink flesh inside, although it was only a few small spots, it looked shocking.

At first glance, this injury was not caused by himself. It should be splashed hot water or hot oil. Yu Tang’s eyes were full of murderous intent, and he squeezed Song Xiao’s chin with one hand: "I will ask you again, who Hot?" Speaking out, I broke his body into ten thousand pieces. If you don't say it, you will be punished.

Song Xiao was shuddered by the domineering eyes and cold voice. The meaning implied in the words made him suddenly feel the urge to complain. The ghost blurted out: "Song Zheng."

Song Xiao was a little embarrassed when he said this, he took advantage of the emperor's hand to relax and turned his head: "Don't worry, I have my own countermeasures."

Yu Tang didn't say a word, wrapped his hands again, turned off the bedside lamp, took off his coat, patted Song Xiao's butt, and motioned him to sleep in.

"Why don't you sleep..." Song Xiao wanted to say to sleep in your bed. Only then did he remember that he was sleeping on someone else's bed and suddenly froze.

Yu Tang looked at him blankly.

"Cough..." Song Xiao gave a dry cough, and obediently moved in, burying his face in the pillow. It's over, and the sleeping emperor secretly got on the bed, but he found it, it was a shame!

Yu Tang lay down in a shirt, digging up and hugging the queen who was buried in the pillow: "If you have something to tell me, you are not familiar with it in this era."

Song Xiao pursed his lips, slowly grasped Yu Tang's hand around his waist, and nodded insignificantly.

Yu Tang, who is attached to the back of his neck, naturally feels it, and slightly hooks his lips.

The two were lazy in bed for ten minutes, and it was time to wake up. Yu Tang didn't let Song Xiao touch the water, twisted the hot towel and handed it to him to wipe his face, squeezed the toothpaste from the toothbrush and handed it to him, and buttoned his shirt by himself.

"I, I can button it myself..." Song Xiao blushed, and quickly stopped when the emperor wanted to help him tuck the shirt into his pants. He just burned a few bubbles, not broken his hand.

However, His Majesty the overbearing Emperor would not listen to him. He dressed him happily, and then took his intact hand to go out to participate in the flag-raising ceremony.

Yu Tang rushed back because there was a speech at the flag-raising ceremony today, announcing the establishment of the student union and arranging the work for the next week.

Because the dean of teaching saw that Yu Tang was capable, he threw all the work that could be pushed out to the student union, such as the talk this morning.

Yu Tang looked at the manuscript handed to him by the Minister of Propaganda Department, that is, the manuscript handed to him by the Ministry of Industry Shangshu, skipped the nonsense "Dear teacher, dear classmates, good morning", took the microphone and announced directly: "The Shengmeng High School Student Union was formally established last week. Starting today, the various functions of the Student Union will be activated immediately..."

His Majesty did what he said, and the Ministry of Defense began to check morning exercises on the same day, and the Ministry of Criminal Affairs would also check discipline during the evening self-study. The Ministry of Industry’s recent task was the most important. It worked hard every day to publish newspapers and banners. Soon a piece of news filled the entire campus in the form of posters.

[Shengmeng Junior High School will come to exchange before October 11]

The school attaches great importance to this matter. After all, the junior high school is the main source of students in the future. They must deeply feel the beauty of the high school before they can spend a lot of money to go to school.

Yu Tang looked at the process drawn up by the vice chairman in his hand, and circled several places with a pen: "Just visit, it's too monotonous."

"It's too late to arrange the program temporarily." The vice president was a little embarrassed. Their student union had just been established. It was already at the end of September. The school just assigned the task to them. Seeing that the Eleventh holiday is about to go, who else In the mood to rehearse the show?

"Looking for special talents, just do an opening dance," Yu Tang turned the pen in his hand, his eyes darkened, "It's mainly for junior high school performances."

Suddenly received a notice from the high school that he was going to perform, the teacher leading the team was very angry, and it was too late to prepare. But the other party said that it was to communicate with each other, so you can't lose your share, you can only find the students who performed well in the summer graduate party to perform the show again.

"Go to the high school?" Song Zheng's eyes lit up and he agreed. She has been trained by Qiu Mingyan to learn various dances since she was a child. Last year, a solo dancer showed off at the graduate party, which attracted 4g's attention. This time, I didn't have her part in the exchange. Because to perform, the teacher first thought of her.

The new list came out soon and was reported to Shengmeng High School. When Yu Tang saw the name of "Song Zheng" on the list, he nodded in satisfaction and handed it to the person from the Ministry of Engineering to make the nameplate.

After setting these, Yu Tang didn't care much about the affairs of the student union. He was not interested in these at first, so he threw everything to the vice president. He had more important things to do.

The hype about Pudding on the Internet suddenly stopped, and Da Ri Media withdrew all marketing drafts. Although there were some mentions on the forum, it was quickly overwritten by other posts.

The Internet has just risen, and there have been many Internet celebrities. These people usually rely on some gimmicks to make a big splash and then disappear quickly. Therefore, as long as no one mentions it again for a period of time, the "pudding son" matter will be forgotten by people.

"Master, what's going on?" Yu Dan called Yu Tang with a bad tone. Da Ri Media was his company. In order to please his family, he sold Yu Fu shares at that price. The above can be regarded as dry stocks, but they did not expect that they would still point fingers at the company.

It would be fine if it was Yu Fuguan. This proposal was made by a minor Mao kid, which would not take his company seriously!

"Father has given me all the shares of Da Ri Media, and the transfer procedures can be completed this week." Yu Tang stood on the balcony of the dormitory, holding a book of hot tea and drinking slowly.

"What?" The cigarette in Yu Dan's hand trembled and almost burned his hand. It seems that Yu Fu's love for this eldest son has exceeded his estimate. The shares of a company are like a toy. Yes, "The pudding proposal..."

He had a festival with Song Zicheng when he was young. Now that he has finally developed, he naturally wants to retaliate. Song Xiao's design is also part of it. If Yu Tang just entered the company and wants to stand up, Yu Dan hopes that he can change direction.

Yu Tang put down the tea cup in his hand and looked at Song Xiao, who was looking seriously at the computer in the room, and said coldly, "You have to deal with Song Zicheng, but I don’t care about your children. If one day you offend your family, I want your son's three fingers, what do you think?"

Hang up the phone, Yu Tang walked into the room, Song Xiao sitting on the bed looked up at him: "My lord, there is no news about me on the Internet."

"Yeah." Yu Tang looked down at him. From this angle, Song Xiao's eyes were shining brightly with fluorescent lights, and they were very cute.

"You did it?" Song Xiao glanced at Yu Tang's expression, and was not surprised to see him. It remembered that at the weekend this person said that he would deal with it and let him ignore it, so it became clear.

Yu Tang bent down, slowly approached, leaning on the wall with one hand, trapping Song Xiao in her arms: "Yes, how can the queen thank me?"