See You Tonight, Master Su

If the five years that Su Minglang left without saying goodbye were the five years that Tong Hua had endured, then these three days were like being in a frying pan, and every second was so difficult. Before Su Minglang left, whether he would go back to her or not, Tong Hua knew that Su Minglang was alive and well. This time, Tong Hua knew how bad things were.

The people over there said they wanted Su Minglang's life, so how they treated Su Minglang now, how they would do anything to kill him, Tong Hua could not imagine.

While waiting for the time to be faster and faster, Su Minglang could find some and pray for the time to be slower. Tong Hua could not imagine what he would do when he heard a bad news.

"Tong Hua, Tong Hua..."

That day, Tong Hua was lingering between strawberries and cream. Sheng Juan, who was outside with Su Qing holding Xiaotaiyang in the sun, suddenly shouted to the house.

Tong Hua's heart felt like it was being pulled up. Yes, he had that feeling. Although Tong Hua had carefully put down the strawberries and cream, his hands were shaking too much, which still exposed his heart.

"Tong Hua."

Before Tong Hua could get her mood together, she heard the familiar voice calling her name.

In an instant, Tong Hua turned around and forgot what he should do. Only uncontrollable tears surged and screamed.

"Tong Hua." Su Minglang called again.

This time, Tong Hua finally came to his senses and ran over to hug Su Minglang. Because of the tears in his eyes, he could not see clearly what Su Minglang was like, whether he was injured or not, whether he was unkempt or not, because it didn't matter. What was important was that Su Minglang was back alive. This was just a little.

"Minglang, Su Minglang, Su Minglang..."

For a moment, Tong Hua could only keep calling Su Minglang's name, calling Su Minglang's name over and over again. Su Minglang hugged Tong Hua tightly, making her feel real and able to recover.

"I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, don't be sad, don't worry, I told you to have a good rest, eat, take care of yourself, I'll be fine, I'll be back. I promise you I'll do what I promised you. Have you done what you promised me?"

Su Minglang breathed on Tong Hua's back, allowing Tong Hua to breathe, but with little effect.

After some time, Tong Hua was able to breathe normally, rubbed his red and swollen eyes, and slowly withdrew from Su Minglang's arms. Then, he started to look at Su Minglang's face. It was a little bruised, and his eyes were a little tired, but it didn't affect his handsome face. Then, his limbs were still alive, and his clothes weren't scratched. There were no school records anywhere, and his feet were still there, but there was dust on his shoes.

"Minglang..." Tong Hua softened her voice. Her tone was light, and she tried not to show too much subjective emotion. Color came: "It's good to see that you're not hurt, that your limbs are all there, that you're not hurt. It's really great that you're not hurt this time..."

At this point, she stopped talking.

There was no need to go on. She knew that men understood because she saw the sparks in Su Minglang's eyes.

The next second, he reached out and held Tong Hua's hand. He looked at her quietly and lowered his voice.

"What I promised you, of course, is fine. Now you can rest assured."

Tong Hua curled his lips.

Although this man did not say anything, he must have already had a plan.

Yes, Su Minglang was also shocked.

His eyes, which were as unfathomable as a deep pool, stopped at the corner of the house in a daze. The high beam at the other end, also made of wood, was inlaid with complicated ancient patterns, like a very dragon and phoenix and ming patterns, which made the family feel warm.

At the bottom of his eyes, a faint flash of ice flashed past.

He was always calm.

Because Su Minglang came back, the whole family was put down. Today, the villa finally gave out a laugh, a real laugh.

At night, both of them in the bedroom were panting. He was too bored to answer. He held Tong Hua close to him and smiled again. "Don't say that I really brought you a present. If you don't mention it, I almost forgot. I'll give it to you later. It's definitely something you like. But daughter-in-law, the problem now is, what if it swells up? Can you let me in?"

Once Su Minglang got into trouble, it was endless. Tong Hua knew that instinctively, she wanted to refuse for the sake of her child.

However, the moment his eyes met his fiery gaze, the defensive line in his heart instantly collapsed.

Being watched by his eyes, she gradually felt irritable and hot. She twisted his body and gave him a special taste of the baby's waist. Between the two of them, like two poles of a magnet stone, sticking together, a shiver, she bit her lower lip and nodded, "But... Can only enter, can't move."

A strong sense of perspective struck him, and the light in his eyes dimmed. Su Minglang agreed without thinking.

"... Okay, I'll be careful. I won't get our daughter."

In the confusion, she heard him call out her name softly, shivering a few times, panting a few times. After that, Su Minglang, who had done all the preparatory work, began the arduous process of exploring the road.

After a moment, each other's bodies instinctively trembled.

For that promise, Su Minglang froze and did not move. But after a while, his forehead began to sweat, and the tighter his body became, the information that flashed under his eyes could be felt.

"Honey, can you let me move? I promise..."

"... Are you a man? Keep your word!"

Slightly tugging the corners of his mouth, Su Minglang's expression was both sensual and evil, light. He allowed her lips and panted heavily. As he breathed, he seemed to be working very hard to control himself. "Is that nonsense? Not a man. What's inside you?"

"Su Minglang..." The woman gritted her teeth and stared at him with twisted features.

"Yes, honey. I'll try first..." I couldn't help but bend over, pull her little hand away, and gently place it on the pillow.

"Actually, I meant to say, I know, I know, you won't hurt me."

With that said, Tong Hua draped his neck and kissed his lips. These days, he missed Su Minglang so much. Only Tong Hua knew how much he was suffering every day. When he entered this bedroom, this bed was full of memories related to Su Minglang. Only Tong Hua knew how much he missed him. How could he refuse now?

The adam's apple slipped and twitched. Su Minglang kissed her lips excitedly and kept kissing her.

The tongue was wrapped around the tongue, the lips were sucked, and the long and intense kiss seemed to exhaust even the oxygen in the air.

As they kissed wildly, they talked about each other's thoughts for the past few months. Su Minglang had mastered the gentle and courageous way of speaking. So good that Tong Hua just had to shut his eyes and enjoy the warmth and dizziness he brought.

Between men and women, this is the moment when they can feel each other's complete sense of ownership, complete sense of ownership.

Deep in love, Su Minglang called her name again and again with pity and indulgence. Her face was so excited that her eyes were dyed with a thick magic charm. Her eyes were red and she sighed, "... Tong Hua, for you, everything is worth it..."

Again...

However, at this moment, Tong Hua sounded like a very ordinary sentence of love.

"Minglang, I deserve everything for you."

"Good girl, together, it's worth it..." He lowered his head and allowed her soft white ears to whisper in her ear, telling her what kind of happiness her fragrant body had brought him, little by little.

From the soft words of love to the crazy words of madness, although he had always considered that she was pregnant and was trying to restrain herself, the words that came out of his mouth were unreserved.

Vulgar and straightforward, it was Su Minglang's way of expressing himself.

These days, he was living with his head in his hands. This woman, this warm body, he had been longing for a long time, and now he just wanted to enjoy it, so that both of them could enjoy it.

This man sometimes looks like a gentleman under the bed. When he goes to bed, he can only be said to be a bird or a beast.

...

After that, Su Minglang didn't feel tired at all. He held her tightly, smoothed her hair with his fingers, and held her lips in his mouth. He kissed her obsessively, as if he was particularly fond of each other's feelings.

In fact, between lovers, sometimes, it's not just physical needs.

To be precise, it was more of a psychological need.

Pouting his lips that were red from his kisses, Tong Hua suddenly remembered that and shook his arm. "Hey, what did you say just now? Give it to me, give it to me now?"

Su Minglang smiled and patted her on the butt. "Little greedy cat, you just had enough. Now you want it again?"

"I want a present." Tong Hua liked to act coquettishly in front of him and nibbled on the tip of his nose as soon as his body touched it.

Smiling helplessly, Su Minglang pinched the tip of her nose. "Wait."

As he pulled out, he walked to the sofa with his strong naked body and picked up the bag he was holding when he came back today.

"Open it yourself."

Tong Hua smiled and glanced at him, happily opening the bag and taking out the contents.

No woman doesn't like a gift from a man, does she?

Tong Hua took out another item from his bag and exclaimed in surprise.

To be precise, it was a book. She had seen it on the teacher's ppt when she was in school. When the teacher introduced the book very seriously, Tong Hua remembered it vividly. It seemed that she had mentioned it to Su Minglang, but after so long, Su Minglang still remembered it.

"Minglang, where did you come from? This book is the only one?"

Tong Hua was delighted and shocked.

The meaning of the original is easy to understand, there is only one left in the world, there is no semicolon.

In the history of piano music, that was the exotic, the diamond, the treasure. The unscrupulous author used three powerful adjectives to describe the song engraved book in succession because it was really precious. Moreover, this was the handwritten copy of the great pianist, not to mention how precious it was. This handwritten score had always been regarded as the best by the collectors, with every inch of paper and every inch of gold.

Smoothing her hair, Su Minglang smiled. "Where else could it be? I bought it!"

"I don't think so. It's not easy to buy this kind of thing. You must have stolen it somewhere."

Raising his eyebrows, the man patted her butt. "Am I such a person?"

"Hehe, that's exactly what you are."

Tong Hua blinked, sniffed, winked -

Isn't that an exaggeration?

After teasing him, she pressed her body against his chest, leaned her head against his chest, and her silky long curly hair spread across his muscular chest. Her hands were tightly tied around his waist, and her expression of adoration was not modified.

"Minglang, thank you - it's actually me. I really like this gift."

The joy on her face was obvious. How could a man not know?

Tong tian's joy was Su Minglang's joy. Naturally, Su Minglang also had a smile on his face, and his magic claws rubbed against her fair and soft cheeks. His eyes were gentle and firm, and the curve between the corners of his lips was violent, revealing his good mood.

To make your lover happy, you must be happy too.

"Idiot, what are you thanking me for? If you like it, you can study it when it's okay. When you become a master pianist, you can give su's parents face, right?"

"I don't want to be a master. I'll start tomorrow and chew on this music score and give our daughter prenatal education. I'll make sure our daughter becomes a master in the future."

After a short pause, Su Minglang burst into laughter.

His long arm reached out and pulled her into his arms. He rubbed her cheek with all his might and said with a smile, "Then you are the great mother of the great master. I am the great father of the great master. In the future, we will still have some daughter's light."

The two of them chuckled. Tong Hua clenched his fists and tried to punch him. Who knew that the man was as fast as lightning. As soon as she lifted her hand, he grabbed her wrist and intercepted her.

Then, he looked down at her, his deep eyes filled with tenderness.

"Tong Hua, actually, I have something else for you?"

Ah, there's something else?

Tong Hua was very happy. Would there be too many surprises today??

However, when it comes to gifts, especially gifts from a man you love, the more the better. Under her surprised and suspicious gaze, Su Minglang crawled over and fished out his pants. He dug in his pocket, but he didn't see anything in his hands.

He closed his big hands and clenched them into fists.

"Honey, what is it?"

He looked back at her with a half-smile. "Be good, close your eyes first."

So pretentious? Tong Hua curled her lips.

She calmly closed her eyes, her eyelashes flickering, and two beautiful little pear dimples looming on her face. She asked with a smile.

"You're not just kissing me, are you?"

"Do I still steal kisses?" Raising her slender chin, Su Minglang kissed her pouting lips, then hung the thing in his hand affectionately around her neck, his deep voice filled with love, "Baby, wear it well, don't take it off again!"

When the cold touch on his neck came, Tong Hua guessed that it was a necklace or something.

Can I open my eyes now? Suzongcai."

"Sure."

In his light laughter, Tong Hua opened his eyes and looked at his chest for the first time, his eyes glued -

The chain dangling in front of her chest swayed slightly. It was a diamond shell. Tong Hua looked at Su Minglang in surprise. How could he have thought of giving her such a masculine necklace? The necklace that she had originally brought Tong Hua, Lu Tian, Shen Qingcha, and Xie Yin, four people and a ring, was now on. But this was a gift from Shen Qingcha. How could she take it off?

After being sour, it was a little sweet, and more of a surprise.

Today, there were too many surprises. In addition to the surprises, Tong Hua felt that he was almost unable to express himself in words.

"Minglang..."

Calling his name, her pink lips curled into a silly smile, and her green fingertips tugged at it. She looked at it for a while before asking, "Why is this?"

"I wanted to give this to you a long time ago. It was the only bullet I had ever taken, the one that almost killed me, but how could I die before I found you back? So I kept this bullet. I kept it. I kept it for a long time to see you. I kept it with you for a long time. Now I've decorated it a little, and there's a detector in it, miss Tong Hua. From now on, you will always be in my sight."

At first glance, Su Minglang gave her an affirmative answer, pausing slightly to explain the origin of the bullet. To be precise, Su Minglang never told tong liang about what happened in those five years.

Afraid that she would be worried, afraid that she would be sad, afraid that she would look at him like that, but from now on, Tong Hua would never leave his sight again, and he would never leave Tong Hua's life again, so from now on, they had no secrets, no hidden things.

As she thought about it, she heard the man's voice grow deeper. "Tong Hua, don't be sad. Don't worry that we've all survived. Everything has come to pass. It's all right now. This heart is still that one."

Heart, still that one.

Tong Hua felt that his words were too literary.

Tong Hua knew that this man did not like to express his feelings with those sarcastic words. He did not drink tonight, but he could say it like this. It was already quite sour.

Right, the heart is still the same.

The cold bullet was warmed by her hand, and she was still playing with it. His head was resting quietly on the man's chest, half squinting, listening to him say a word or two about the ups and downs of the past, but how Su Minglang himself looked at the bullet, how he endured, how he felt without her all these years.

He threw away the pain he had experienced and spoke out of his mouth six years later, with a little more warmth.

At this moment, the elegant wall lamp in the bedroom, dutifully glowing with warm light, reflected the two men and women nestled together on the soft big bed. At the corner of the wall, a beautiful pot of green lollipops stretched its leaves and brought the vitality of green onions.

Outside the french window, it was dark.

More accurately, it was the origin of that bullet.

It turned out that the bullet was the one that hit Su Minglang in the chest. A very dangerous shot brushed past his heart. No wonder when she heard Li Chun say that he was shot, she felt a pain in her heart. Could there really be a connection between people who love each other?

However, there are some differences in the narrative of the same thing from different positions and angles.

"I've been looking at this bullet all these years. I've never been by your side." Tong Hua felt a little sad when he said this.

"Silly." Pinching her nose, Mr. Xing smiled.

However, she frowned again...

Taking advantage of the good atmosphere between the two of them today, she simply understood everything that she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

Tong Hua suddenly remembered what Li Chun said the other day. It was only then that she realized that Su Minglang had been suffering from insomnia. No wonder Su Minglang always worked late, but Tong Hua didn't know that Su Minglang had so much work to do. He promised not to disturb Su Minglang.

Every time Su Minglang came, he would fall asleep. Tong Hua would wake up in the morning. Su Minglang would wake up early. Tong Hua never doubted anything.

Even after their love, Tong Hua would fall asleep early because he was tired, but when Su Minglang would fall asleep was unknown to Tong Hua. No wonder Tong Hua had a slight impression the next day that Su Minglang was whispering something in her ear, but it was nice to think it was a dream and ignore it.

In the end, from the driver Lishu's mouth, she traced back to the time when his illness occurred, exactly the year he went abroad -

What a coincidence!

Its sour, its astringent, can be imagined...

After thinking about it for a while, she looked carefully at the smiling man who was around her lips, and there was inevitably a tinge of bitterness in her questioning.

"Because you left me, you were very sad, but after losing sleep for six years, it seems that you have become a habit and have not been able to work and rest normally."

Hearing this, Su Minglang, who was leaning lightly on the bed, was startled. Then he looked down at her and curled his lips with a rare ruffian.

"What do you want me to say?"

With a thump in his heart, Tong Hua felt that the answer was not far away.

She could not help but mutter, "I want to hear the truth."

Although the truth can be hurtful sometimes, it's better to know the truth than to have nothing to do in your head.

Hehe chuckled. Su Minglang's thin, cold lips moved closer to her ears. She rubbed them against her ears, opened her mouth and bit them lightly, "Look at that silly little thing you're thinking about. It's so beautiful!"

What a pervert! He likes to see people being stupid!

However, his sexy and ambiguous voice finally did not interrupt the thinking of forsythia suspensa, let alone change the topic. Throwing him a clean eye, Tong Hua reached out and held down his big hand that was swimming around his body. He turned to look at him seriously and said sourly.

"You see, it's tacit!"

Su Minglang gave her a kiss on her infuriated cheek, and his expression was very happy, "Baby, I like to see you acting so pretentious!"

"It hurts me to think about it! It hurts me too!"

"Oh, that makes sense!"

So, he had to master this degree. It was almost done.

He raised his big hand, wrapped it around her waist, looked back, and sighed, "A lot happened that year. Did I tell you? It had a huge impact on me. I had people observe your news in the country. During the time I was injured, I wanted to wake up every day, but I couldn't wake up. I was afraid that I would break out and leave you behind. I was afraid that I would die like that and never see you again. I've slept through my whole life, so I haven't slept well for years..."

So, that's it.

Tong Hua bit his lower lip, a little disdainful for his wild thoughts. Although in his words, there seemed to be no more sadness than exclamation. However, she knew that his heart had been tied to the bottom of his heart.

Perhaps it was also because of this incident that Su Minglang was able to speak his mind like this, which made Tong Hua glad that Su Minglang had not come to pay tribute to her parents that day. Tong Hua thought that Su Minglang and she were getting farther and farther away, but now it seems that they are getting closer and closer.

"Honey, this is a late birthday present for you. Don't be angry about what happened on your birthday. I'll accompany you tomorrow to apologize to your father-in-law and mother-in-law. Please forgive me. It won't be a problem for how long this memorial ceremony lasts."

Su Minglang pushed tong liang closer to himself and looked at Tong Hua emotionally.

For a moment, Tong Hua was also deeply attracted by Su Minglang's eyes, and fell deeply into it. What she wanted in this life, what she wanted in this life, Tong Hua slowly reached out and held Su Minglang's face. At this moment, there was no harm in raising Su Minglang's words again. She just wanted to let Su Minglang know how much she loved su Su Minglang and how much she wanted to kiss her at this moment.

Whatever the cost, I hope my daughter can support her mother and stay in her stomach. After this time, I will never disturb her again. I will not disturb her for the past few months.

"Honey, you're really playing with fire."

After Su Minglang finished speaking, he came mercilessly to extinguish the fire.