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Chapter 112 Public

The netizens who were crying heartbrokenly choked and almost sucked over. After a moment of silence, there was an explosive "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[Just just hung up in the TV series, I'm here to show my love!]

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[Hello everyone, I just went downstairs and ran three laps. No, I still can't calm down. Go and run five laps!]

[Is this public? Is it public?]

[Live for a long time, this is the rhythm of "Love you again in the cycle of reincarnation"? Mom, did I not wake up?]

This post was forwarded more than 50,000 times in an instant, and everyone was almost crazy. Two people who looked like Emperor Jing Yuan and Empress Duanhui in history held hands in reality. Before, everyone was just guessing and making fun of themselves, but this time they actually came to the real world.

The official Weibo of the TV series also joined in and reposted this post with the text: Stop crying, send you candy reads; and added a dog-headed expression, which looks very worthy of beating.

The surprise was too great, and everyone was still a little confused and went to Song Xiao’s Weibo to verify. Then, they saw a photo posted on Song Xiao’s Weibo.

Song Xiao, wearing a phoenix robe, stood on the bridge, behind him were the peach blossoms and green willows blooming under the bridge. A reserved smile appeared on his handsome face, and one hand was stretched forward and placed in the palm of the other hand. The hand that stretched out was wearing a platinum ring, and holding his hand revealed a piece of black silk sleeve.

Now, netizens were quiet, only...

【The emperor and the empress have a happy marriage for a hundred years.】

[The emperor and the empress grow old together.]

【The emperor and the empress abuse dogs in a fancy way.】

Some netizens posted two pictures together, Song Xiao in front and Yu Tang in back, their movements were just connected, and then said: "This is the longest confession I have ever seen."

Then, a topic called "The Longest Love Confession" appeared, and suddenly it became the first place. The entire network was full of blessings, but it made some people say that they were crying in the bathroom. The handsome and perfect president was with another handsome and perfect president.

When Song Xiao knew what Dugu had sent something, he could not stop him. The company's senior executives even called him and asked him whether he was joking or serious.

I originally wanted to talk to the emperor, but when I saw the reaction of the entire Internet public, Song Xiao couldn't get angry. This is indeed His Majesty's usual style. If you want to be with him, you must let the whole world know and never come secretly.

Sometimes, people in the world are so weird. If you are careful to be afraid that others will not be able to stand it, they will really strongly oppose it. But when you act like "I am just like this, I am not convinced", no one will say anything. After all, it is still a matter of strength and courage.

Looking at the various blessings left by friendly netizens on Weibo, Song Xiao couldn't help laughing. Everyone was eager to hope that they were together now because of the tragedy of their previous life. Is this considered that the accumulation of virtue in the previous life and that will come true in this life?

Yu Tang opened a bottle of red wine and handed it to Song Xiao: "Come and have a glass of wine."

Song Xiao shook his hand with a glass, ignored His Majesty the Emperor, and took a sip: "I haven't gotten married yet, why are you drinking a glass of wine?"

Yu Tang frowned slightly, walked over, took a sip, hugged Song Xiao, kissed him hard, and fed the wine into his mouth.

"Ahem..." Song Xiao was taken into a big mouthful and couldn't help but choke and cough.

"You can only have a wedding room after drinking a drink." Yu Tang said seriously, licking the wine stained on Song Xiao's lips, and holding him and pouring it onto the bed.

At this time, the phone suddenly rang, and Song Xiao raised his hand and pushed the emperor away, reaching for the phone.

Yu Tang let him push it away. When Song Xiao picked it up, he reached into his shirt and began to rub it up and down.

"Um...Dad!" Song Xiao grabbed the moving hand, glared at him, and signaled him not to move. There was a call from Song Zicheng over there.

"Xiao Xiao, I saw the photo on the Internet. Are you serious?" Song Zicheng's voice was a little low, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

My son was autistic when he was a child and didn't get along with him. Later, after he got better, he went abroad to study. Now that he thought about it, he really never educated Song Xiao well. This child grew up to be an excellent person and liked men's reads;

"Dad, I..." Song Xiao said halfway, pursing his lips tightly, and punching the guy behind him with his elbow. The big hand was kneading somewhere, forcing him to almost groan. When Yu Tang became honest, he continued, "I thought I would tell you later. I was serious. I will no longer like anyone else except him."

Yu Tang stopped and listened happily, put his face on Song Xiao's back as a big plaster.

"Xiao Xiao, you came home recently. Dad wants to talk to you." Song Zicheng's voice was very serious.

"I saw the signs in the United States, so don't get involved in the matter with the child." Xiao Zhengqing's smile came from the other end of the phone.

"Shut up!" Song Zicheng roared angrily, turned his head and continued to whisper to Song Xiao, "That's it, you will be back tomorrow."

Song Xiao held up the phone and blinked, confused, looking at the number displayed on his phone. It was the landline at home. It was already this time, how could Xiao Zhengqing be at his home?

At the same time, Yu Lang, an old house in the United States, held the computer and knocked on the door of the study.

"Dad, I have reminded you a long time ago, but you don't believe it." Yu Lang held his hands, looking at the show.

Yu Taixian looked at the group of photos on the Internet, his hands were trembling and he panted for a long time: "Call Yu Tang!"

When the third master on the side saw this, he quickly persuaded him: "Brother, don't be angry, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. If he likes men, let him like them."

"Shut up!" Yu Tai lifted the crutch and gave his younger brother a stick. Because Yu Tang found out the truth about the death of the third master's daughter and helped him avenge him, the third master had long turned to Yu Tang.

During this period, the younger brother who was elbowing out said a lot of good things about Yu Tang. When Yu Tang returned to China to take over the industry, the third master took the initiative to take care of the seventh brother's part for Yu Tang.

Yu Taiying trained Yu Tang as the next head of the family, but this happened now. It doesn’t matter if the head of the Yu family likes men, but if he has no descendants because he likes men, it will never be tolerated.

I don’t know what Yu Tang said on the phone. A few days later, Mr. Yu actually came to China in person.

There is also a villa from the Yu family in the suburbs of the imperial capital, where Mr. Yu lives. Yu's mother brought her two children to the imperial capital, and Mr. Cao stood back to the head of the family.

"Hello grandpa." Yu Miao saluted and greeted grandpa gracefully.

Yu Miao is pretty and charming, and has extremely dignified behavior. Yu Taiyan likes it very much and gives a big red envelope, but his face is still a little bad-looking. He glares at Yu Tang who is standing aside.

Yu Lin walked over slowly, looked back at his brother, gritted his teeth, rushed to his grandfather's arms with a hard time, and tried to make a cute expression: "Grandpa, I want a big red envelope too!"

A smile was on his pink little face, two wind-catching ears were straight on both sides, and a pair of big eyes were shining, like a little puppy who wanted to eat.

Looking at such a young grandson, Yu Taixian could no longer hold back. He smiled and pinched the pair of wind-catching ears, and hugged Yu Lin to his legs.

Yu Lin was held stiffly in his arms by his grandfather and looked up at his brother.

Yu Tang gave him a look of "You know your appearance" and walked slowly to his grandfather.
Chapter completed!
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