See You Tonight, Master Su

"Don't move!" The man was getting impatient because of her, and poor Su Minglang was getting impatient. His eyes were burning as he stared into her eyes, and his breathing became heavier and heavier, as if someone had lit a fire, and his body temperature rose. In her low roar, he simply picked her up and placed her directly on the marble sink.

Then, he uncomfortably tore off his clothes.

Looking at him, looking at himself, looking at the mirror, Tong Hua's mind was pounding, and his ears were burning. The man's shirt buttons were unbuttoned quickly, revealing a strong and sensual texture. Just below the firm abdominal muscles, there was some thick hair extending down into the belt of his suit pants. Although she could not see the contents below, she could imagine what kind of wild animals lived in the black forest that day.

Didn't he say he wouldn't touch her before he got married?

But now he's touching here and there. Besides, given the current situation...

Her eyes, once again, fell under the hair, and it was easy to see the underpowered suit pants...

Her heart was in a panic and she was about to jump off the sink.

Minglang, I'm not playing with you anymore. I'm going home. Spare me!"

Begging for mercy was not sincere, but there was no way.

"Tong Hua, I told you not to move!" Su Minglang pinched her with one hand and pressed her back.

His eyes dimmed, and Tong Hua was really about to break down. "Minglang, I really can't stand you like this. Can you please stop teasing me? I can't figure you out, let alone what you want to do. Do you understand that a person's ignorance of the future can be very scary and insecure..."

"Stop messing around. Are you comfortable with juice?" Su Minglang ignored her, speaking truthfully, and then turned on the warm water.

"I don't want you to wash it!" Tong Hua pushed him hard.

"Do it again, I'll fuck you now, believe it or not!? Can you really let zhang mess around? What's wrong with me?" During their arguments, pushing, and Tong Hua's struggles, the man suddenly raised his voice in a low growl, like the cry of a suppressed beast in his throat, more like a wild roar.

Tong Hua stopped moving as he stared into his frighteningly hot eyes.

Su Minglang is angry!

Did he see what Cheung street did just now?

But was he jealous, or was his relationship with zhang jie not working?

After thinking for two seconds, she let out a long breath.

Okay! To avoid a big loss, take a small loss first. Tong Hua comforted himself so much that under the control of his frighteningly hot palm, he obediently sat on the washstand and did not move.

Slowly, after being scrubbed by him, his legs and feet became so weak that they had no strength left.

Why? Su Minglang was too gentle.

That kind of carefulness was much better than her usual self.

Without lowering her head, she could see his movements and eyes in the mirror. That pity, that treasure, as if he was not washing the juice off her body, but was cherishing something he loved. All of this made her uneasy, confused, and at a loss... Afraid to sink into his gentleness, in his careful movements, she kept reminding herself - Su Minglang he was a fisherman, and she was just a Xiaoyu. Never think that the fisherman would raise Xiaoyu with water because of love. Perhaps it was just because the meat was more delicious when she was on the chopping block.

I don't know how long it took!

Su Minglang cleaned up the two round and upturned white flour balls and wiped off the body stained with juice. Just as Tong Hua was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the man's eyes scanned her body, which was so tender that it was almost impossible to find any pores, and suddenly, he rested on the edge of her only pair of panties and pressed his calloused hand down.

"Here, too."

"Minglang!" Poor Tong Hua, the most vulnerable part of her body was attacked. Her powerlessness increased and her body weight almost rested on the man's shoulder. Her slightly open mouth was panting, her eyes were distracted, her voice was hoarse, and her ears were all auditory hallucinations. She watched him grinding through his panties.

"Minglang... Now... Don't do this!"

"Don't twist it. My husband loves you." Su Minglang's voice was equally hoarse, and her adam's apple was sliding heavily. Her eyes were completely drawn to her seductive "Y" shape. She lowered her head and examined it. Her forehead was covered with fine sweat, and her muscular lines were taut, like a beast that was about to explode.

"Minglang, no, no!"

Tong Hua's blushing face, hazy and beautiful in the steam of hot water, was so hot that it trembled!

However, her "No" was basically useless in Su Minglang's dictionary. She had no idea that the more she refused shyly, the more she made the man who was about to be burned down by the fire feel worse, and she wanted to expose her directly. Just after the sound of two' beeps' in the water, Su Minglang smiled even more devilishly. She pulled her panties apart a little bit and held them with her big hands. Her voice was evil and hoarse.

"Honey, you're so young..."

Tong Hua's face was burning, and his mind was about to go blank. "Minglang, why do you have to... Do this now, why now!"

Not that she was still pretentious at this time, but a normal woman, so shy and shameful to face a man's eyes and teasing would be embarrassed. To be honest, she would rather he do something quickly than be teased and toyed with like this.

The more that happened, the more scared she became of Su Minglang.

How many secrets does he have? She didn't know.

Whether he was smiling or angry, or expressionless, every emotion she could not understand and understand.

Tong Hua had always hated the feeling of being dominated, which made her feel like she had no dignity.

Naturally, the more shy she was, the more flirtatious the man became. He chuckled at her softly. His head was buried even lower. He held her soft, muddy body with one hand, and the tip of his nose slowly rubbed down on the spot where he had just cleaned her up, spraying a masculine scent on it.

"Are you born to seduce men when you grow up like this?"

"Su Minglang, what did you promise? You said you wouldn't touch me until three months ago!" Under his heavy breath, Tong Hua's brain was a little short-circuited. He didn't know what to think about. He held back his strength and said what he had said, gasping for air, as a gold medal to avoid death.

Su Minglang's big hand stopped.

His eyes, which had been smiling just now, were so cold that they could almost fall out of ice.

"Tong Hua, what are you afraid of? I don't really want you!"

Not going to want her?

The man's sudden cold and sinister voice was so frightening that it was as if the devil was playing a deadly string. The flirtation between the two of them was immediately shattered. Tong tian almost burned the heart of the fire and was immediately buried in the ten-thousand-year-old glacier.

"Bastard, since you don't want me, why are you doing this to me?"

A pair of fox eyes were slightly raised, and the man's dark and deep eyes were no warmer than the water under a thousand years of deep pools. After a moment of silence, he raised his hand to split her legs and put his body between them, his eyes ambiguously moving closer to her face.

"I'm happy, okay?"

A chill ran down Tong Hua's spine.

Su Minglang, what does he mean... Now? He didn't seem to be looking at Tong Hua, but at a random woman.

She lowered her head in confusion and happened to collide with Su Minglang's dark eyes, which were filled with evil and anger.

What kind of eyes are those? There was forbearance, perseverance, pity, as if there was... A tangled hatred.

Why did he have such complicated eyes?!

Tong Hua paused. Finally, she smiled and stared at him for a few seconds. She closed her eyes and her voice cooled.

"Sure! You, Su Minglang, have a lot of skills. You can do whatever you want, right?"

Her eyes darkened, and Su Minglang's cold lips lifted a smile. He put his arms around her, pulled her into his arms, and patted her on the back comfortingly.

"Don't think too much! Let your husband love you. You like it!"

Hurt her... What did she like?

The man said that she was in pain, but before Tong Hua could figure it out, Su Minglang proved it with his actions. It was indeed a man's ultimate experience of loving a woman in love. Just as he spoke, his head was buried, one hand clasped around her waist, the other gently caressed her, looking at the two tender and pink patches that were killing him. The sparks in his eyes were jumping rapidly, and the adam's apple slipped and slid. In the end, he put his lips on it, wrapped it in his mouth, and loved it slowly.

Her beautiful eyes widened and Tong Hua gasped...

She sucked in the itch desperately, her heart beating out of rhythm.

Is he crazy?! How could he do that?

Su Minglang was definitely a chauvinist man who would be willing to treat a woman like this!

But... He didn't fall for her.

The strange suspense in the middle and the feeling under his tongue drove her crazy!

She couldn't figure it out, she couldn't think anymore, her heart was flustered and confused. She turned away and bit her lips, but there were images of him and her all over the bathroom in the mirror. A tall man, holding a petite woman in his arms, was touching and comforting her affectionately. No matter which direction she turned her head, she could see the ambiguous feelings that could not be avoided.

"Mmm! Su Minglang... You... Are crazy!"

"Be good, eh?"

"I don't want it!"

"Aren't you your favorite?"

The man's husky and deep voice, like the fallen leaves in the late autumn dusk, made her sense of touch even more acute, slowly and low pressure on her reason and nerves, so that her heart like ice and snow to see the sun, helplessly melted. She could not bear to let out a few moans. She could no longer think. She was like a small boat floating in the middle of a pool of water, without any strength, being brushed by his gentle tongue layer by layer...

Lafite's room in The Tower House Hotel has a huge private space.

When Zuo Ai came knocking at the door with his stiletto heels, the man who opened the door was the expressionless Gu Ji.

Zuo Ai smiled and politely asked, "Gu Ji, what's the president doing? The people below were waiting for him. Everyone hasn't had a feast yet! The deputy mayor is here too. At any rate, give him face."

With one hand on the door frame, Gu Ji blinked, then opened the door and stepped aside.

"Come in."

Zuo Ai was secretly delighted.

She really didn't expect Gu Ji to be so nice and invite her in.

After tidying her clothes, she smiled and glanced at the sulking Gu Ji, guessing that her 36e figure had a visual effect on men. As a result, she twisted her butt and walked in even more seductively. Her goal was clear. As he walked, he kept his eyes on every corner of the room.

"Hey, Gu Ji, where are the president and his wife?"

Gu Ji remained expressionless, not answering or paying attention to her.

She opened her mouth and zuo ai was about to speak when the smile on her face suddenly stopped and her enchanting steps stopped. After a long pause, her facial expression twisted, her eyes cooled, and finally returned to Gu Ji's face.

"They are... In...?"

At least Zuo Ai was a lady, and she couldn't say anything in front of Gu Ji.

On a white face, it burned red for a moment, then suddenly turned white again.

The soundproofing effect of the hotel room was not bad, but the only blame was that she was standing too close to the bathroom, less than two meters away, enough to hear the small noise inside. There was the sound of running water, and in the sound of running water, there was a woman's low, oppressive, difficult, and even comfortable voice... Sometimes she would whisper out su Minglang's name... She would chant out his name as a scoundrel, a bastard, a damned man, who was clearly cursing viciously, but it sounded more like a woman's coquettish.

"... No, not there."

"Baby, are you happy?"

"No!" The woman muttered in a low voice, then suddenly shrieked loudly.

Then came the man's low, muffled laughter and his hoarse seduction.

"Be good, don't be afraid, leave it to me..."

The two rows of teeth were chattering uncontrollably. Zuo Ai's face was as white as a sheet of paper, and the' buzzing' in her ears were the voices of men and women who almost drove her crazy. Without having to see them with her own eyes, she could guess how close they were to each other.

Although they knew that Su Minglang and Tong Hua were already husband and wife, such things must be familiar to them, just like the last time in their study, they could see the picture of them together, but now hearing such a voice in their own ears, there was really no anger in their hearts.

The images that came to mind made it hard for Zuo Ai to breathe.

No! How could this be?

Her beautiful head shook and shook unconsciously, feeling a chill on her shoulder.

The sound continued, making her almost unable to believe her ears.

Some things, some feelings, listening to others and hearing them in person are completely different.

She had known Su Minglang for a long time, and she had known su Minglang for a long time. She had never heard him speak in such a gentle voice. Not once. Nor have I ever seen him so patient as to coax a woman. And in that voice, not only was there indulgence and love, but there was also a hoarse sex and feeling in love... It was so beautiful, and it made her want to open the door and strangle that woman...

"Zuoxiaojie, it looks like we have to wait!"

Gu Ji did not approach her. His expressionless face was a little depressed.

In fact, his hearing was nothing compared to Zuo Ai's.

How could he not hear what was going on inside?

Zuo Ai slowly turned his head and looked at Gu Ji's expression. Suddenly, he was startled by the gloom on his face.

Why was he so upset?

After thinking for a while, Zuo Ai suddenly revealed a warm smile. He glanced at his crotch and approached him meaningfully. He whispered in a low voice, "Gu Ji, you can really stand it if you stay here and listen?"

Gu Ji lowered his eyes and looked at her. "What's your duty?"

"Duty...?" Zuo Ai leaned closer to Gu Ji again, his voice even lower, and a sinister gleam flashed across the face of a beautiful goose egg. "If I hadn't guessed, would you have been fascinated by that goblin too? How about we work together? All I want is Minglang, the goblin... It's yours."

Frowning, Gu Ji took a step back. "Zuoxiaojie, don't talk nonsense."

"Oh, what's the tension? Go and look in the mirror? Look at your face. It's not much better than me. Gu Ji, why did you let me in on purpose? Didn't you just want me to hear what they were doing? What's the purpose? Don't you want to join forces?"

Gu Ji stared at her face, his eyes slightly heavy. "I just want to tell Zuoxiaojie that the president is the wife of the president, and there is no part you covet."

"Ha, I can't tell. Are you really a saint of love? Tell me, what's so good about that goblin? All of you have lost your minds!" Miss Zuo Ai, who was disrespected, kept her anger in her chest, pulling her injured nerves. Her voice was a little shrill, almost forgetting that she was in Su Minglang's room.

Gu Ji put one hand in his pocket and sat down on a sofa. His eyes were forced to look over.

"Zuoxiaojie, if you've heard enough, please. The president won't be able to finish it for a while..."

Zuo Ai snorted coldly. He was so angry in his heart, but he could not argue anything. He could only suppress his voice and mock.

"Gu Ji, you really do have it! You actually like Tong Hua. The woman you like now can sit still when she's being yelled at by another man right next door?"

With that, she swung her hand and strode out, pulling out a sharp curve in her black floral evening gown.

His eyes swept over her back, and Gu Ji's brows grew cold.

Why would this woman do anything to get a man she liked?

And what about himself?

To be able to guard fourth master, to be able to guard her... To see them happy, he would be happy too.

After leaving Su Minglang's room, miss emran's arrogance softened. His legs looked like lead and his heart looked like it had been poured with sulfuric acid, and he was almost out of breath. As she walked slowly against the wall, her eyes were red and red, and her nerves seemed to have been pulled away.

Tong Hua, what kind of demon is she?