Stop Bothering Me, Emperor

Chapter 29 Distressed

Chapter 29 Distressed

Yu Tang stood on the edge of the bed for half a minute. What did he see..... you ask?

Perhaps feeling hot, the slender white legs drew out of the quilt and revealed white boxers. Excellent stretch parts, wrapped in a beautiful lined skin......

Yu Tang could not help but clear the throat, he came out from the attractive place he was dreaming..... to open his eyes, slowly sitting by the bed, one hand on the pillow edge. Looked at the guy who was sleeping, slowly reached out and poked the red-faced sleeping face.

"Ah..." Song Xiao raised his hand and tried to drive away the guy who disturbed him to sleep. Yu Tang caught the hand and looked at it and touched it in his hand.

This touch, both were shocked.

The original smooth skin was covered in coarse gauze, and Yu Tang quickly took the hand to his eyes. It was only five o'clock in the morning, and it was still dark. The room was a little dark, but the white gauze still hurt Yu Tang eyes.

Song Xiao suddenly felt awake because he was wounded: " Emperor?"

"What happened?" Yu Tang voice was a bit cold

"That hurts" said Song Xiao, trying to withdraw his hand. "When did you come back?"

"Who hurt you?" He didn't plan to let go of him. He looked at the wrist and took off the gauze.

Song Xiao, said it hurt... usually people's response should not be "why were you acting careless?"

..... Sure enough, in the mind of the Emperor, and the first thing he will be able to think of is who caused the damage.

In the utterance, the gauze was already opened and the bedside lamp was turned on. The wound was clearly presented in front of Yu Tang eyes. When the blisters were opened, the skin was peeled off and the pink meat inside was exposed. Although it was only a few small dots, it looked shocking.

This wound is not his own faulted blister, it would be like one was spilled over with hot water or hot oil, his eyes full of killing intent... With one hand he pinched Song Xiao's chin: "Hey Zhen will only ask you once, who hurt you? "

.....if I say it out, and you will go cut her to pieces. If I don't say it, I'm going to be punished.

Song Xiao was stunned by the angry eyes and the cold voice. The meaning implied by the words made him suddenly give birth to some kind of complaint. The mouth sputtered out of the mouth: "Song Zheng."

This was said, Song Xiao suddenly felt some embarrassment taking advantage of the Emperor's hand to relax and toss and go: "You don't worry , I have a countermeasure." Song Xiao did not say a word, he re-wrap his hand, turned off the bedside lamp, took off his coat, pulled Song back to sleep.

"Why don't you sleep?" Song Xiao wanted to say go to sleep in your bed. Then he remembered that he had slept in Yu Tang bed, and he froze.

Yu Tang looked at him blankly.

"Cough..." Song Xiao coughed and moved into the quilt, burying his face in his pillow. After they had finished talking... he secretly slept on the Emperor's bed and was discovered by him. The shameful person lost it!

Yu Tang laid down his shirt and dug the Empress from the quilt he had buried himself in " if there something you want to tell me don't wait until a decade passes.....for me to get familiar with it....."

In his hand on the waist, Song Xiao nodded his head.

The Emperor attached to the back of his neck feels natural, and the body is slightly hooked.The two had been lazy in bed for ten minutes and they were woken up at bed time. Yu Tang will not let Song Xiao touch the water. He screwed the hot towel and patted him a clean face. Toothbrush.... he squeezed the toothpaste and handed it to him. The Emperor even cuffed his shirt buttons.

"I, I can do it myself..." Song Xiao's face blushed. When the Emperor wanted to help him put his shirt into his trousers, he quickly blocked it. He just got pain for a few blisters, it was not like he had a broken hand.

However, the overbearing Emperor won't listen to him. He happily dresses him and then pulls him by his good hand out of the door to attend the flag-raising ceremony.

Yu Tang was eager to come back because there was a speech today at the flag-raising ceremony to announce the establishment of the Student Union and arrange for the next week's work.

As the dean sees what he can do, he threw everything he could put into the Student Union, such as this morning's speech.

When he looked at the Propaganda Department Minister, that is, the manuscript handed down by the Ministry of Works, he directly skipped the nonsense of the "respectable teacher, dear classmates, good morning," and took the microphone and announced directly: "Sheng Meng High School Student Union was formally established last week. From today onwards, the functions of the Student Union will be launched immediately.... "

Emperor Majesty voice said for what to be done. The Ministry of War began to check morning exercises and the Ministry of Justice will also check the discipline during the evening study. The most recent task of the Ministry of Works was the most important. Every day they tried to publish newspapers and banners, and soon the news spread the entire campus with posters.

[Sheng Meng...... Junior High School will come to exchange on October 11]

....... The school attaches great importance to this matter. After all, the junior middle school is the main source of high school students in the future. We have to allow them to deeply feel the beauty of coming high school even if it will cost a lot of money......to go to this school.

Looking at the process proposed by the Vice President of the Union, Yu Tang took a pen and circled it in several places: "It's only a visit. It's too monotonous."

"It's too late to schedule the show."

The vice president was a bit embarrassed. Their Student Union was just established. It was already at the end of September. The school gave the task to them. It looked like it would take eleven long vacations. Who would still have the mood to rehearse the show?

"Look for special students and a dance on the opening line." Yu Tang took a pen in the middle of his hands, and his face was slightly dark. "Majorly this is for junior high school performances."

Suddenly receiving a notice from high school and said that he would have to perform the show and lead the team. The junior high teacher was very angry. At this time, preparation time frame was too late. However, if the other party said that they communicated with each other, then they couldn't drop their share of work. They could only look for students who performed well at the summer graduation party to perform the show again.

"We're going to perform in the high school?" Song Zheng face brightened and she agreed to come down. She has been trained by Qiu Ming to learn various dances since she was a child. At the graduation party last year, as a soloist dance made a big splash, this attracted the attention of 4G. This time it wasn't her spot to perform. Because the time was limited, the teacher first thought of her.

The new list soon came out and was reported to the Sheng Meng High School. When Yu Tang saw the name of the "Song Zheng" on the list, he nodded satisfactorily and handed it to the person in the Ministry of Works to do the nameplate.

With these things in mind, the affairs of the Student Union are not very good. Yu Tang was not interested in these things and he threw everything to the vice president. He has more important things to do.

The hype over the Pudding Son on the Internet suddenly stopped. Da Rì Media withdrew all its marketing papers. Although there were people who mentioned him on the forum, those posts were soon covered by other posts.

The network has just emerged and there have been a lot of Internet celebrities. These people usually rely on certain gimmicks and they quickly disappear. Therefore, as long as no one mentions it for a while, the "Pudding Son" thing will be forgotten.

"Young Master, how is this going on here?"

The faint call came for Yu Tang the tone was a bit bad.....Da Rì is held by Yu Tang when the brat father...the one whose father is a counsin from far branch of the family asked Yu Tang father's to invest in Da Rì as a ploy to get the company the Da Yu group cover... basically it was like a dry-stock company, the man did not expect that the child who passed him at the garden would dictate to him about the company doings.

If it weren't enough, then the proposal was actually sent out by an underage child. This is too much to take......its his company seriously!

1].....if you have a company don't get investors..... investors will just push you around till you want to kill yourself.....

"My father has given me all of Da Rì Media's shares, and the transfer procedures will be able to come down this week." Yu Tang stood on the balcony of the dormitory and took a hot tea and drunk slowly.

"What?" The dim smoke in the man hand shook a bit, almost burned him hot, it seems that the father's favor for this eldest son has exceeded his estimate, a company's shares were like a toy, say to give and were given jut like that, " The Pudding Son proposal... "

Yu Tang had spent a holiday with Song Zicheng when he was young. He is now in a very difficult to control situation, and he naturally has to retaliate. It is also a part of Song Xiao's design. If Yu Tang is just entering the company and want to have prestige, it is hopeless if he can't change direction of something.

Yu Tang put down the cup in his hand and looked at Song Xiao who was looking at the computer in the room. His voice went cold " You have to move on from this Song Zicheng thing....or I will make disasters fall on you....in an event that one day you commit an offense against a relative of the same falimy or a distant one.... I will ask for three fingers of your hand, what would you think?"

Hanging the phone and crouching into the room, Song Xiao sat in bed and looked up at him: "The Emperor, the online news about me is gone."

"Um." Yu Tang bowed his head and looked at him, looking at this point of viewing Song Xiao's eyes reflected fluorescent lights and were very cute.

"What did you do?" Song Xiao was stunned by the look. He saw no surprise at all, and he remembered that the man said that he would deal with it on the weekend.

He bent over and slowly approached, one hand on the wall, trapped Song within arms: "Yes, how do you want to thank Zhen who helped you.... Empress?"

The author has something to say: Small theater:

Yu Tang: how would you thank me?

Xiao Xiao: What do you want?

Yu Tang: What you are best at!!

Xiao Xiao:.... Blow

Yu Tang: you're smart, come, I'll give you a clue (hands taking the clothes off)

Song Xiao:.....Acting like a commoner exploiting an opportunity??

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