See You Tonight, Master Su

The man's eyes darkened and he squinted at her fierce and anxious little face. His handsome brows were flying, and he looked wicked and arrogant. "It's not up to you."

"Oh my god! What kind of lunatic did I meet...?"

"Wife." With one hand on the steering wheel, the man glanced at her with his cold and charming eyes, then suddenly leaned over to her, looked at her lips with pity, and said in a hoarse voice, "Have I ever said before that you really owe me your anger? Fuck!"

"Shameless!"

Su Minglang smiled. "I'm shameless, but I'm not like you - heartless!" Of course, he knew that Tong Hua was only joking when he said he wanted to take back the marriage certificate, but this was the first time Tong Hua had said that since they got married.

It seems that during this period, Tong Hua, this little girl, is getting bolder and bolder. She dares to think about everything, and she dares to casually say "Regret" on the issue of marriage. It seems that she still has to deal with this phenomenon.

In the villa.

The night was quiet and the clouds were scattered.

Until the car drove into the villa, Tong Hua didn't know whether Su Minglang was drunk or not.

Tell him he's drunk. He has a clear mind and drives steadily.

Tell me he's not drunk. His eyes are red and red, and he's very drunk.

A man of bullshit!

She cursed bitterly all the way.

At this moment, the lights in the villa were still on.

Everyone had an instinctive fear of the storm, just as Su Minglang carried Tong Hua out of the car with a cold face and an angry face. The four masters from the guard to Xiaotaiyang were all stunned. No one knew what was going on, so they looked at each other in silence. No one dared to say anything.

Gu Ji was the closest person to Su Minglang. After a few seconds, he walked over.

"President..."

"Get out of the way!" Su Minglang's voice was gloomy.

Lara heard the voice and ran out. He was happy to welcome her, but when he saw Su Minglang's face, he automatically backed away. Looking at Tong Hua, she showed sympathy, pursed her pink lips, and walked over, trying to persuade him, "Uncle, isn't Tong Hua in poor health? Hehe... What's wrong with you? We had a fight!"

"Get lost!"

Uncle ate explosives?

Lara cast aside a look of hope and retreated silently.

Both of them were deflated and added fuel to the fire. As a result, no one else stepped forward.

Everyone really knew how weird Su Minglang was.

Looks like tonight...

Tsk tsk, is there a violent drama?

Entering the villa of the main building and walking up the luxurious stairs, zhan se, who was tightly held in the arms of the man, realized that this bastard really seemed to be a little drunk. Because his steps were a little shaky.

Such a flash made her heart tremble.

However, with a frown, she did not speak.

Probably at home tonight, the calmest person was her client.

It's all set here. Is there anything else she can say interesting?

See what you can do! She knew her man well enough to eat her, but Su Minglang had to deal with her today. When Tong Hua remembered that Su Minglang had just come here, he was drunk. That night, it was really terrible. Tong Hua was still scared when he remembered it.

Holding her tightly, Su Minglang kicked open the bedroom door and kicked it back. He didn't even have time to turn on the lights when the door slammed shut. Staggering in two or three steps, she rushed over and fell on the bed like a hungry wolf.

He pressed her down and held her, his dark eyes burning and his breath burning.

"Honey, ask me again. Do you dare to say anything more about taking back your marriage certificate in the future?"

Tong Hua was shocked. He felt his immense anger. Could he go against the wind now? She was a smart woman and knew how to avoid harm. Besides, if you want to take back your marriage certificate, it's either because your brain is really blistered or because you owe him something.

As a result, her voice softened.

"Stop talking!"

"Don't say anything?" Su Minglang was aggressive.

"I will keep the marriage certificate." Tong Hua was very good at answering in a roundabout way.

Tong Hua stared at him without saying a word.

His expression could not be seen in the dimly lit bedroom.

Fortunately, he was a drunkard, and he didn't seem to notice anything wrong with her words.

After a pause, his anger dissipated and he let out a low sigh. His fiery fingers caressed her face, gently stroking, caressing, and muttering in a low voice.

"Honey... Why do you have two faces?"

Tong Hua understood.

This bastard is really drunk.

What did she have to say to a drunk?

Her back stiffened for two seconds and she relaxed, ready to coax him. "I'm a ghost, of course I have two faces."

"Female ghost?"

Su Minglang snorted, his sharp brows furrowed, and he stared at her intently for a few seconds. His adam's apple rolled, as if he could not stand the heat. He uncomfortably ripped open the collar of his shirt and leaned down on her again. His nasal voice was thick and his husky voice was more like talking to himself.

"No, you're not a ghost, you're a demon. A seductive demon."

"...

"Wife."

"Hmm?"

"Don't you feel guilty if you give up on Minglang?"

"... Egomaniac, lunatic!

He pinched her chin and Su Minglang's voice hardened again. "Are you really dumb?"

"Drunk men, there's no way to hook up."

"Who said I was drunk?"

"That's what drunk people usually say."

"Am I an ordinary person? Wife..."

"... Fart!"

A strange conversation, in a strange position, was going on in a strange dark atmosphere. Their breath was close, they could smell each other, but they could not see each other's face clearly. Only the exchange of breath, primitive and heart-to-heart, Tong Hua admitted, her heart was beating so hard, she was already not calm.

He was afraid of what happened that night.

It never occurred to him that as soon as she asked, Su Minglang tightened her waist and looked down at her with his dark eyes, unable to see but able to feel his evil smile. And when he said that with the smell of alcohol, the scoundrel was stubborn, but he said it very seriously, "Honey, I miss you! I really did."

Tong Hua froze, his face flushed and he panicked. "I don't do it with drunkards."

"Little boy!" He hugged her tightly around her waist, lifted her up and wrapped her around his waist. The man slapped on the wall lamp and said, "Look, who drank too much?"

"...

His handsome face was red, elegant and noble, charming and cold.

I didn't drink too much, so it was weird!

Tong Hua had no choice but to get rid of him first. "Honey, you didn't take a shower."

Shower?

After thinking for a while, Su Minglang actually let go of her and sat up. "Yes, my husband is going to take a bath first. My wife, bring me a bathrobe..."

With no gravity on his body, Tong Hua finally breathed a long sigh of relief and thought of running away before he took a bath. He had to give him a bowl of sobering soup anyway. So he pretended to cooperate with him. "Hey, where do you put your bathrobe?"

Patting her head affectionately, Su Minglang seemed to be really drunk. His mouth was a little blurry and he mumbled in a dreamy voice, "Silly? You don't know?"

Tong Hua patted his forehead and felt that being drunk was truly terrifying. He didn't even know the most basic logic and common sense. Was it still the wise, mighty and majestic Su Minglang? Seeing him stagger towards the bathroom, it was obvious that he was so drunk that she didn't care about him and turned to go out.

She sat up and ran to the door without saying a word.

Hand on the doorknob -

Spin - pull - pull -

Why can't I open it?

Take a closer look. Damn, she guessed that it was a lock that required fingerprint recognition?

How many immoral things did Su Minglang bastard do, so afraid of death? In his own house, in his own bedroom, with all his own guards outside, how could he have such a lock?

It's just when the lock was installed and why Tong Hua didn't have it at work in the morning. Tong Hua was a little crazy. Su Minglang was really considerate.

What should I do? She couldn't get out at all!

Tonight... She had a headache! What if Su Minglang did the same thing last time? Tong Hua had just given birth to a baby this time, so he couldn't bear it.

Sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, she was speechless.

"Tong Hua -"

After the sound of running water, a man's voice came from the bathroom. "Wife, bathrobe."

The voice was natural, habitual, and casual as if she was really his little girl.

Tong Hua felt like laughing as he struggled.

A drunk man is a little like a child. Stubborn and annoying.

She walked to the door, opened her throat and asked, "How do I know where your bathrobe is?"

Closet, third space on the left! You really forgot?"

She just wanted to tell Su Minglang that she didn't want to go out, this deep well ice.

Tong Hua cursed and walked around the big bedroom, finally finding his closet. It was a complete wardrobe with men's clothes, most of which were suits and casual clothes. However, there was no bathrobe in the third space on the left.

I really admire him. Can I remember this wrong?

She was puzzled. She looked around and did not have a bathrobe. She took a clean towel out of the drawer and walked to the door of the bathroom. She knocked through the door.

"Hey, I'll leave it at the door for you. Take it later!"

Clara -

Unexpectedly, the bathroom door was suddenly pulled open by him. "Pass it over."

Whoosh!

Water, fog, and a man's hazy body...

Tong Hua was so frightened that he deliberately ignored the misty and seductive look on his face before handing over the bathrobe in his hand. The man's dripping arm reached out and took the towel.

Feeling that he had it, she was about to let go and retreat. It never occurred to him that Su Minglang had grabbed her wrist and yanked her into the door.

"Ah!"

Tong Hua was scared!

He was so fast that she, completely unprepared, was pulled by the force and fell on his smooth and solid body. The hard touch came, and she closed her eyes tightly and reached out to push him. "What are you doing?"

"Take a bath for you!"

Su Minglang chuckled and pulled her in.

The exquisite sprinklers were spitting out water desperately, and the sound of the water covered her screams. He pulled her to the spot where the flowers fell, and she was drenched from the top to the bottom by the merciless water.

Head, clothes, head to toe... It's all over.

Summer clothes were originally thin, so once watered, the exquisite curves were revealed.

Su Minglang's eyes darkened, deepened, and sank.

The two of them stood under the spray of flowers, and the warm water was pouring down.

"Wife!" The man's husky voice, with a faint smell of alcohol, "Wash my husband."

Tong Hua was so wrapped up in his arms that she could hardly breathe, but she could not find a way to deal with a drunk and mentally challenged man other than a child. Because such a scoundrel and unreasonable, he was even more difficult to deal with than usual.

"Honey, you wash first. I'll wash it when you're done."

"No!"

"Let me go first. I won't even breathe."

Looking down at her, Su Minglang not only did not let go, but also tightened his arms. "If you let go, it's gone!"

The man tonight was a mess, which made Tong Hua angry and funny.

"Why is it gone? Can I get out of that lock? I'll wait for you outside. We'll talk about it when you're sober, okay?"

The man frowned, pinched the end of her dripping hair, thought about it and reached out to undress her. His handsome face, drunk, was unexpectedly a little cute, "Silly, how can you not undress in the shower? You'll catch a cold like this. Will your husband feel bad if you catch a cold?"

"...

My heart aches!

Tong Hua had no idea what was going on with him today. "Minglang, the water won't wake you up!"

Squinting his eyes, Su Minglang frowned and examined her.

He looked and looked, looked and looked. Her eyes fell on her eyelashes, which were still dripping with water, and she curled her lips into a wicked smile. She suddenly pressed her against the wall and laughed inexplicably. The man's sturdy, naked body shook violently in the laughter, pressing against her chest with an electric tug.

"Minglang, you're bullying people, don't you know?"

"Oh? Really?"

Seeing the little woman frowning and looking embarrassed, the man's anger seemed to be gone. He lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose, then tightened his arms around her waist, took her into his arms and stood under the shower again.

"Tong Hua, call me husband."

It was not a good feeling to pull at the hair that had been stuck together by the water, the wet clothes on his body, and to be held tightly by him. But she could not attack at this moment, so she could only defend. Patting his back, she softly soothed the drunk.

What bad taste.

"All right, all right, honey, you always wash first. You miserable girl, can I go out and find clothes that I can change first?!"

"Hubby." The man was stubborn.

As for what? Tong Hua's heart twitched, and he could only follow him. "Okay, honey, you wash first."

The man stiffened and hugged her tightly. His forehead rested on her head.

"Yes."

So obedient? Tong Hua breathed a sigh of relief when the drunk man really couldn't figure out what was on his mind.

The moment he let go, she quickly turned around and opened the bathroom door. Unexpectedly, before he could step out, the man rushed over again and hugged her from behind. His lips were rubbing against her neck, his breath was warm and his voice was a little tipsy.

"Honey... Why is it like a dream?"

"What are you mumbling about?" With his arms around his waist from behind, his unsteady kisses, his prickly stuff on his head, and his gentle tone, Tong Hua did not know what to say other than to lament the effects of alcohol.

The man mumbled something again, turned his head and kissed her on the side of her face.

"Good girl, go ahead."

Tong Hua hurriedly went out to look for clothes in the closet. Suddenly, he saw Su Minglang's white shirt. Tong Hua didn't want to take a shirt, and then found a pair of shorts to change into. He sat on the sofa in the bedroom and couldn't leave. He was thinking about how to deal with it.

There was no way he could fight Su Minglang in terms of strength. If he could, he would have fought the last time.

"Honey..."

After a long time, the man who had taken a bath came out, and the heavy shouts interrupted her thoughts.

Tong Hua let out an' ah' and looked up, his face flushing.

Damn it!

Su Minglang was naked, but he was not wearing anything. His bronze skin was covered with attractive beads of water. Under the inverted triangle mermaid line, there was a dark forest. A big monster was sleeping in the dark forest. And he just stood up and walked over like that.

Damn, do you have any shame?

Frowning, she turned away. "Su Minglang, where's the towel I gave you?"

He brushed the water droplets on his head indifferently. The man took it for granted. "The towel is soaked. There's no way to wear it again."

Whoosh!

Exhaling, Tong Hua wanted to strangle him.

However, her own safety was still more important. She quickly got up, casually rummaged through another towel in the closet and threw it at him from afar. "Put it on quickly. What do you look like?"

The man frowned. "Can't you not wear it? What are you still wearing in front of your wife? She's going to take it off soon anyway."

Breathing in again, Tong Hua wanted to knock him out with a hammer.

Or maybe she just blacked herself out. Who cares if he likes to wear it or not? What kind of logic is that? Why does he have to take it off later? She was thinking about how unreasonable this man was when he was already on fire. Walking straight to her, the sleeping monster size was already ferocious, pointing at her like a sharp sword.

"Honey, look."

Look, what the hell are you looking at?

Tong Hua really wanted to kill this drunk, or simply castrate him. Anyway, now that he has a son and daughter, he doesn't need Su Minglang anymore!

"Su Minglang, if you keep being so shameless, you'll regret it when you sober up." The last time I woke up, Su Minglang looked regretful. He forgot. Tong Hua would forget.

With a chuckle, the man held her in his arms. His voice was low, hoarse, dark, and with a slightly drunken nasal tone, it was more languid and affectionate. Circling her body, he refused to let go. "You seduced me, so you have to help me solve..."

Take care of a piece of wool...

Damn, what the hell is going on here?

Looking up at the ceiling, Tong Hua felt confused and trapped again.

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