The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 568 On Taotie’s Self-Cultivation (49)

The man's voice was cold, as if mixed with ice balls.

"The pet I kept came here from my third brother."

In an instant, it was snowing in July and it was freezing cold.

Jiang Tang: ...

A strange sense of guilt rose in my heart.

What's the matter with this sense of sight of being caught by a woman? !
Oh my god, why is Song Chaoye here? !

"Ouch..."

No, you listen to my sophistry.

It's a pity that Jiang Tang can't speak now, so he can only shrink his head and play dead.

Song Chaoling looked bewildered and unbelievable.

"This little beast was raised by you, brother?"

Song Chaoye curled his lips coldly, looked at Jiang Tang with black jade-like eyes, and lowered his thick eyebrows.

"This little guy, he ran to you when he was full at my place. He really has no conscience."

Jiang. Heartless. Tang: ...

"Brother Huang, did you admit it wrong? This little guy ran down from the back hill of my house. He often comes to sleep with me at night. How could he be raised by Brother Huang?"

"Sleep with you?"

The man was almost gnashing his teeth, saying every word, his handsome face was as black as thick ink, and his whole body exuded a terrifying and cold aura.

Jiang Tang felt that it would be better for him to pack his luggage and go back to the mountains and forests.

She definitely can't stay in this palace anymore.

Song Chaoye and Song Chaoling are two comparisons, she never wants to see them again.

Song Chaoling also patted Jiang Tang's head, smiling softly and innocently.

"Yes, Xiao Hei is very obedient and clings to me."

Stop...stop, who is Xiao Hei?Who clings to you?You fucking say this now, can't you see that it is adding fuel to the fire?
Jiang Tang simply curled his tail, covered his face directly, curled up into a ball and pretended to be dead.

She could tell that Song Chaoling was not a good guy.

The introverted and gentleness on weekdays is all an illusion.

In comparison, Song Chaoye was more domineering and self-willed. The man squinted his cold eyes and stared at the back of Jiang Tang's head. His voice was as cold as February's cold wind, piercingly cold.

"Little black?"

The man paused, then immediately stretched out his hand.

"come over."

Jiang Tang moved his head, then retracted his tail and stood up.

In the past, it is to give up the dependency value at your fingertips.

But when she turned around and saw Song Chaoye's eyes, she jumped lightly from Song Chaoling's arms to Song Chaoye's palm in the next second.

"Ow."

Jiang Tang turned his head and called out to Song Chaoling with a soft voice.

Song Chaoye grabbed Jiang Tang, covered his chest tightly, and covered it tightly with his outer robe, showing his strong possessiveness to the fullest.

Song Chaoling looked at all this without changing his expression, but there was clearly an undercurrent surging in those clear eyes.

He rubbed his fingertips, feeling Jiang Tang's body temperature just now, and his thin lips were drawn into a line.

Song Chaoye raised his eyes with a high-spirited aura.

"In the future, I will discipline this little thing more, and I will never let her run around again."

Jiang Tang felt the vibration of the man's chest, and the tip of his nose was covered with the clear and strong ambergris from his body, which smelled very pleasant.

Then she heard Song Chaoling's voice again.

"Since Xiao Hei is naturally active, Brother Huang will let her play around and confine her in this deep palace all day long, lest she will be unhappy."

Then Jiang Tang felt that Song Chaoye's hand strength suddenly increased, and then her whole face was pressed against the man's strong chest, and her nose was crushed.

"Ow..."

Jiang Tang called out dissatisfied, she has a tall and beautiful nose!

Song Chaoye pretended not to feel it at all. Looking at Song Chaoling, under the candlelight, there were two men, one as tall as a pine, the other as slender as a bamboo, one arrogant and domineering, and the other restrained and gentle.

Two completely different temperaments, the same handsome face.

　Come, come, whoever you pick from the two of you!
　　As for who is real and who is fake, you can make a bold guess.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)