See You Tonight, Master Su

The air stopped!

Ideology has also failed!

Tong Hua's mind was turned upside down and his face was deathly pale.

She couldn't hear what the people around her were saying. There was a' buzzing' in her ears. Over and over again, the little boy called her mother's voice - crisp, soft, hitting the softest part of her heart.

"Mom!"

The little hand of the flesh shook in front of her eyes, and the little boy's big black eyes blinked, showing off their sweetness with grievance. "You make a big fuss, with a shocking sense of disdain, and make my young heart very hurt."

Poof...

Whew...

The young and mature children, speaking nonsense idioms, not only made a few of the senior brothers in the four or nine cities laugh uncontrollably, but also brought back Tong Hua's god.

Tong Hua looked at Su Minglang's smiling face again. Why didn't he care? His son was still so young, so he brought him here to listen to these men talking about women.

She had given him a lot of earrings, and she couldn't stand such an improper earring. No wonder Su Minglang had just taken a step forward, sending his son back first so that Tong Hua wouldn't see him.

Tong Hua simply didn't care, so she played with Su Minglang to the end to see what he wanted to play. Su Minglang had always said that Tong Hua couldn't play games, and now she played with him.

She curled her lips and quickly took off the little cloth bag bear that was hanging on her body. Her voice was so soft that she was surprised.

"Little one, whose child are you? Lost?"

"Mom, I'm not lost. I'm not a little kid. I'm Su Lekang..." The little boy in the gentleman's vest looked very cultured. After thinking about it, he looked at her innocently. "Mom, why are you talking like that? Don't you like me calling you mom? I'll call you auntie."

Auntie?

Eh! Tong Hua thought through it. She didn't expect her son to be more playful than she was, but Tong Hua was sure that he had learned from li chun, because a few days ago, she heard that Shen Qingcha hated Li Chun, the complainant who was extremely stubborn, and taught her son who could not speak to her to call her mother and father later. Now that his son was still young and could not call her father, he had set his mind on their little sun.

Tong Hua immediately turned his head and glared at Li Chun, but he was still smiling at Tong Hua triumphantly.

Just as the crowd was mute in their attempt to rebuild their world view, Su Minglang, who was frowning, let out a cold cry. "Su Lekang!"

"Here!" Xiaotaiyang answered.

"Stand at attention."

"Yes!"

The little brat who was still in Tong Hua's arms just now straightened up and saluted him. "Father, your son is here."

"Where's Gu Ji? Don't you want him to take you back?"

With a mischievous smile between his eyes and eyebrows, Xiaotaiyang shrank his neck. "Report to father, uncle Gu Ji was accidentally handcuffed to the car by me."

"Nonsense!"

"Father..." Xiaotaiyang called out in a low voice, blinking his eyes as he spoke. At a young age, he already knew how to take the sad route. "Why are you so cruel to me? You not only made my mother out of the house, you also stopped me from seeing my mother. You two are husband and wife for a hundred days, and our mother and son's affection is stronger than water."

One day husband and wife, one hundred days grace? So familiar!

Mother and son?! What is it with...

The incident was too sudden and the impact was too strong. Tong Hua's brain was a little dizzy. Recently, his son could say a lot of things, and he also said all kinds of strange things with li chun.

"Su Minglang, is this... Your son? Just throw it to someone else and learn from it?"

Su Minglang's face was grim, and the corners of his lips curled up coldly, glancing at her. "What do you think?" Because Su Minglang insisted on not letting Xiaotaiyang go to kindergarten. There were four masters who were asking Xiaotaiyang to study.

This...

Looking at the child's eyes and eyebrows, Tong Hua said honestly, "It looks like it."

Su Minglang's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't smile at all. The sinister air between his eyes and brows made his chiseled features look even more sinister and unpredictable. This little girl was still angry and was still playing the game just now. What do you mean by that? His son was naturally like him.

The air froze again.

A few seconds later -

He gently curved his lips and touched the child's head with a smile. "Xiaotaiyang, I picked it up! After a long time, the children will naturally look a little alike."

Picked it up?

Look at him, look at Xiaotaiyang. Tong Hua sneered in his heart. Would a man like him be kind enough to pick up a child and raise it? He said it, but now that Xiaotaiyang heard something and learned something, Tong Hua wanted to end the game immediately.

Why was her son picked up?

Poor little brat! How could I have met a parent like them?

At the thought of this, she felt both pity and love. Facing the clever little ghost in front of her, her maternal instincts softened and softened. "Xiaotaiyang, tell mom, what has uncle Li Chun been taking you to lately?"

"Answer mother e's words." Playfully sticking out her tongue, Xiaotaiyang held her waist and dawdled. "Uncle Li Chun took me to sing and dance, and he took me to eat and sleep.

Tong Hua pursed her lips. This was what Su Minglang said about the master. Her son did such things all day long. At such a young age, she would never agree to bring the child to Li Chun again.

The little man saw that she was still and sighed like an adult. "Mom, dad said it's okay. I can do these things, and..."

"Su Lekang!" Su Minglang narrowed his eyes and suddenly got up. He grabbed his collar and said, "Let's go."

"No, daddy, I want mommy - mommy!" Xiaotaiyang's legs were under the table, and Tong Hua refused to let go.

"Who taught you that?" Su Minglang's eyes were cold to the bone, and his hair exploded. He picked him up with all his might, put him in his arms, and reprimanded him fiercely. "When did dad say that?"

Su Minglang would never have thought that Xiaotaiyang, who was so young... Had learned to tell the truth.

He just didn't want to keep Xiaotaiyang under control and not keep him curious about these things, so the more he objected to doing something, the more he wanted to do it. Su Minglang understood what these kids were thinking. But for the time being, Tong Hua couldn't know that she would never agree. The last time she didn't let Xiaotaiyang go to kindergarten, she had been negotiating with Tong Hua for a long time. Fortunately, she was in a bad mood. After a few words, she left Su Minglang alone.

"No, you've said enough... Dad lied. Xiaotaiyang didn't lie. Uncle, uncle, please save me..."

Xiaotaiyang saw that Su Minglang was angry, and now it was too late to stop. He could only call for help.

Looking at Li Chun, who was making fist gestures at Xiaotaiyang, Tong Hua had three black lines on his head. Su Minglang only ordered Li Chun to act.

"Still reluctant to leave?" Su Minglang, who was holding the child, squinted at her with dark eyes, cold and gloomy.

Frowning, Tong Hua hesitated for a second and stood up.

"Hey, wait -" Li Chun, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, followed her affectionately and took her shoulder. "Don't go yet. Didn't we agree? I'll see you off later. Let them go first."

Tsk!

Someone's breathing in!

Not only was Tong Hua in a daze, but even a few of the second-generation ancestors present were stunned. Who could understand what Su Minglang and Li Chun were singing about?

"Li Chun." After a pause, Su Minglang smiled softly. "If you want to be a monk in the future, you can continue to be a monk for me."

"Threaten, threaten me again, right?" Seeing Su Minglang's face crumbling, Li Chun raised his eyebrows and seemed to be in a particularly happy mood. "Minglang, let me remind you, too. I'm very persistent about true love, and I won't give up so easily. My own sister will hurt me more than you. Besides, I am more handsome than you..."

"Li Chun!"

"Cough... Cough... Why are you so anxious?" Clenching his fist to his mouth and coughing, Su Minglang chuckled a few times, and the diamond ring glowed wickedly under the light.

"Come on, Minglang, if you threaten my sister and me like this, then I'll take it with me. After all, when my father left, he only told me to take care of my sister. Is that right?"

"Uncle..." Xiaotaiyang frowned, his tangled look exactly like Su Minglang's.

"Why did you rob my mother?"

"Xiaotaiyang, be good. You're with mom and uncle, too!"

His eyes darkened, and Su Minglang glanced at him with pity. He lifted the child on his shoulder, grabbed his little hand, and walked away without looking back.

Behind him, Li Chun whistled and almost burst out laughing.

Qingshan villa restaurant.

Opposite Tong Hua, two men. One big, one small.

In front of Tong Hua, there were two porcelain bowls. One big, one small.

To be honest, she felt like she had a stroke of the brain today.

Being pestered by Xiaotaiyang, she could not lose her temper with her son. She was in a bad mood and could not lift her spirits. It was not her son's fault, and because Xiaotaiyang wanted to eat dumplings, she was willing to throw away the skin of the dumplings, cut the stuffing, cooked the dumplings seriously, and let Su Minglang's have all of them.

At this moment, looking at poor Xiaotaiyang, she had been distracted. All along, things had been going on between her and Su Minglang. Now that she was finally free, she couldn't relax and ran to Su Minglang's company. So Xiaotaiyang had been growing for almost three years. His mother had been with him for too little time. Now Sheng Juan and Su Qing went back once a year.

"Mom, mom, am I handsome?" Sensing her gaze, Xiaotaiyang stroked her little face and tried to please her like a baby.

The name'mother'made Tong Hua's scalp tingle. So her iq was like chasing after her life - she was a little anxious. She glanced awkwardly at the sullen Su Minglang. Was she not fit to be a mother? Making a meal for her child was such a luxury.

A six-year-old child who needed his mother's love so much, she couldn't bear to break his dream.

"Yes, he is. How can my son not be handsome... Is the dumplings delicious?"

"Mmm, it's really delicious." Xiaotaiyang bit on the dumpling and looked happy. "This is the first time I've ever eaten a dumpling made by my mother. Mom, will you do it with me every day?"

Uh!

Tong Hua frowned and did not know how to respond. He promised his son! Xiaotaiyang would have been very sad if she hadn't been walking every day. He had been looking forward to the disappointment that he hadn't been waiting for, but could she really do it? It's tiring to think about it.

"Su Lekang! Eat without saying anything." Su Minglang's eyes were dark, and he was making a fuss.

"Mom..." With dumplings in her mouth, Xiaotaiyang pouted and looked pitifully at Tong Hua for help.

His heart was stifled. Tong Hua frowned even tighter.

She could not stand to see Su Minglang's fierce child. It was obvious that family education was out of balance. However, she and Su Minglang had already made up a plan for Xiaotaiyang's education. When one person was fierce to his son, the other person was not allowed to be shameless and not to stop spoiling him. So, even though her heart was scratching like a cat's paw, she kept her mouth shut.

Staring at her, Su Minglang squinted.

Then, there was silence.

Tong Hua did not expect that Xiaotaiyang, her son, was not such an easy child to handle. One by one, his requests... Showered him, blew her hair, dressed him, coaxed him to sleep, and told him stories. He finally fell asleep with a smile, but he held her hand tightly and refused to let go.

Every request made Tong Hua sad.

It was something his mother should have done for him, but she never did. But every time she came back, she would go to see sleeping Xiaotaiyang at night. Naturally, she was very obedient.

It was already ten o' clock at night when they came out of the little sun's hut.

She thought about the bruises and marks on the child's body when she took a bath. She weighed them between the left and the right, held them back and held them back, but still did not hold them back. She solemnly called Su Minglang aside.

"What happened to my son?"

"Training!"

"Su Minglang, you said you don't train like this yet. Your son is only three years old. Are you still human?"

Men of the The su family, regardless of age. If he doesn't train now, he won't know how to die in the future." The man yelled at her irritably, his dark eyes darkening.

Shaking his head, Tong Hua sneered. He could not understand his logic at all, let alone what kind of family the The su family was. All she knew was that she had to give him a good lesson today.

Su Minglang, I can tell you very responsibly. The way you educate your child now will bring an indelible psychological shadow to his childhood, and even affect his life. Ordinary children are not good enough, not to mention, Xiaotaiyang is carrying too much."

"Tong Hua."

Su Minglang smiled coldly and looked down at her for a few seconds before closing in again. Her tall body covered her whole body in the shadow of the light. It was like a beast staring at its prey, more like a fisherman looking at Xiaoyu in a net.

"Have you adjusted your mood now? Adjust to, no longer immersed in the past mood, can you just focus on me and my son, and my daughter, the daughter is now back home, but the son is not, look at how long you haven't looked at your son recently, only today you know that there are scars on your body, do you know how hard it is for me and my son to see you like this?"

Is he acting coquettish?

Is there such a coquettish person? Bringing a son to order a woman?

In addition to her anger, the first thing she thought of was not rejection, but Xiaotaiyang's big black eyes. And when he called out to his mother, he accidentally revealed the cunning look in his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, she asked, "Have I really been like this lately?"

"Yes."

The man answered simply. But this answer made her especially unhappy.

How could she be someone who doesn't care about her son? Who did she become?

Curling her lips, Tong Hua sneered. "Su Minglang, it's okay if you just mess with me. I've been a little busy recently at the company, and my parents have returned to the country. Xiaotaiyang never said that before when my mother was around. You're a man who likes to lie."

"Like to lie? Talk about me?"

Su Minglang stared at her with a smirk. With a smile, the light at the end of her eyes was sinister, complicated and profound, which she could not understand.

Tong Hua stayed for a second.

Or rather, he was confused for a second.

She had seen many good-looking men. Su Nian, Li Chun, Weicheng, these are all first-rate handsome men. Which one of the male protagonists in the show is not handsome?

However, Su Minglang, a man with a completely different temperament from others, was extremely destructive to her and always made her lose her mind.

But it was only a second.

A second later, she became even more determined - a man who could easily make her lose her senses, the farther away the better.

Step back, one step, two steps...

She pressed her back against the wall, took a deep breath and smiled lightly.

"Yes, are you lying to me too little? Hmm? And I have high standards for men, so I'm afraid you won't pass."

His eyes narrowed dangerously, and the man propped one hand against the wall, trapping her between himself and the wall, a pair of foxy eyes, arrogant and arrogant.

"Tell me, how tall is it?"

"Can you open it? How can I speak if you do this!" In front of him was his burning body, behind him was an immovable cold wall. Cold and hot intertwined, as he breathed, her sixth sense sensed danger.

"Tong Hua." Su Minglang suddenly lowered her voice. She raised her chin, pressed her thumb on her lips, and stared at her intently. "From me."

"I won't give in to a pervert!"

"How do you know I'm a pervert if you haven't tried?" His eyes were deep, his emotions deep, and the distance was too close, making his voice seem to fall on the fur of her cheek, making her unable to breathe.

"Su, you...!"

"Call my name." A kiss fell on her neck and he ordered in a low voice.

"Su Minglang, let me tell you..."

"Make love." He gave her a peck and corrected her.

"Psycho...!"

"Be good, just let out a cry." In her husky voice, Su Minglang's emotions were clearly agitated... Her eyes were red like a beast about to tear her apart.

Tong Hua trembled and looked up at him.

His half-narrowed fox eyes were also staring at her.

What kind of eyes are those?! Honorable, cold and arrogant, sinister, overbearing... And in those eyes, there was a faint request in addition to lust.

Once again, her heart beat faster.

But her professionalism kept her unusually calm.

Su Minglang, your acting skills are even better than professional actors. If I didn't know you too well, I would have believed you."

Su Minglang brushed away her downcast hair, snorted, and pressed against her again.

"I have more power. Try it?"