See You Tonight, Master Su

Talking about such a topic in broad daylight was no different from declaring yin in broad daylight, and he was genuinely unabashed. Tong Hua's face was flushed, and her heart beat faster, and she began to lift a few mouthfuls of air to counter the effects of Su Minglang on her physiological reaction.

After taking a few deep breaths and clenching his fists several times, his heart, which had almost been messed up by him, regained its composure. Holding her head high, she looked at him and said it seriously.

"Do you really not understand what I mean? Minglang, we really need to calm down now, and when we meet, it's like two cockfights, fighting or fighting. Even if it's not for me, you have to think for yourself, right? Find a woman who quarrels every day and leave her at home, alone? It's not a good thing for my son. Do you want him to watch us fight every day?"

Su Minglang stared at her. Her lips were less than two centimeters away from her small mouth, and her eyes had been darkening.

"When I was a child, I heard from my grandmother that quarreling between husband and wife can prevent dementia."

Wheeze!

Tong Hua didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Su Minglang, what did I owe you in my last life? Do you have to be me?"

"I didn't owe you in my previous life, but I owe you in this life." The calloused palm repeatedly stroked her delicate and beautiful left face, and the man's eyes were deep.

Tong Hua looked at him in confusion and gritted his teeth, "What did you say you owed me? I'll pay you back."

"Come home with me and return it."

Bah!

Tong Hua felt as if he had heard a joke.

A man who wanted wind and rain, a man who could cover the sky with one hand, a man who was even more handsome than a star, had to rush to pester her and let her go home crying and shouting. It was not a joke, but what was it?

He had a wife and secretly went out to look for a lover. When he got there, Tong Hua gave him freedom, but he didn't want it.

With a sneer, she pushed him hard and pulled the handle of her umbrella.

"Give me the umbrella. I'm going back. It's rare for me to pull it. Instead of saying that I owe you, you might as well simply say that I once took responsibility for you, and you still have to make me responsible for you. Ridiculous!"

Seeing the little woman go crazy again, Su Minglang held her waist tightly and pressed the two of them together like pancakes. However, tong tian was stubborn. Once he started to twist, if he didn't want to hurt her, he wouldn't be able to cure her for a while.

Moreover, she kept twisting and turning in front of him, almost drawing out the fire in his body. Su Minglang took a few deep breaths and couldn't help it. He flung off his umbrella, grabbed her by the waist and carried her onto the car. Tong Hua was tired, too, and was wrapped in his steel-like arm. He had no strength to resist, so he had no choice but to be left in the passenger car.

Furious, she blinked her dry eyes and roared.

"If you don't force yourself, you'll die, won't you?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Su Minglang's handsome face, and it was not easy to resist the urge to strangle her directly. He lowered his head and held her face with both hands. His forehead rested on her forehead, his voice calm, and he took deep breaths.

"Tong Hua, what the hell am I supposed to do with you?"

Tong Hua looked up at his deep eyes with hatred and was pondering the meaning of his words when a crisp child's call came from his ear.

"Mom... Dad... Stop arguing!"

Xiaotaiyang?

Su Minglang let go of her face and looked at her coldly.

"Son? Why are you here?"

Tong Hua felt suffocated and turned to look at the back seat, revealing a small face. The owner of the small face had a flat mouth and a cell phone in his hand. He passed it to her obediently.

"Mom... Stop arguing... Look, I took all the photos of you and dad playing with each other... So loving."

So much love...

I don't know, but I was shocked. They were clearly arguing under the umbrella just now, but from the pictures taken from the little sun, they looked like a couple with deep feelings, and the action of hugging under the umbrella didn't feel so pure...

God! Was she forced?!

Tong Hua looked at the time. It was probably raining today. Su Minglang went to pick up Xiaotaiyang early, or maybe he wanted Xiaotaiyang to coax her home.

Under the gaze of the two adults, Xiaotaiyang blinked his eyes and pointed to his nose.

Brother said, I'm the best way for dad to pursue his mother. I was going to save it for the last time. But I don't like you guys arguing... I can't hold it in anymore! I want to tell you something... Mom..."

Tong Hua pursed her lips. She was a kind and loving girl. In front of such a small child, her heart could not be ruthless at all.

"Say it, son."

Xiaotaiyang ran up from the back of the car, hugged her neck, grabbed her arm, and said pitifully.

"Mom, it's my birthday today! It's my third birthday."

Today's third birthday?

Well, it was already a mess, because of Xiaotaiyang's sudden appearance, things became more complicated. Moreover, Tong Hua's brain was muddled again. She couldn't figure out whether she was half-willing or half-willing to be fooled by two men, one big and one small.

On the way here, she was urged by Xiaotaiyang to eat the longevity noodles that her mother made and the rice that her mother made. So, the three of them went to buy the ingredients for the birthday dinner and a birthday cake before they led the child into the apartment.

Along the way, the three beautiful and harmonious people attracted many people's attention.

Xiaotaiyang was undoubtedly the happiest of the three. Jumping from side to side, he shouted long live, his big black eyes full of happiness and joy.

Tong Hua surrendered to him.

She had no way to control her love and sympathy for the child. When she reached the apartment, she obediently went straight to the kitchen.

There was no one living in this apartment on weekdays and only the hourly workers came to clean it regularly. Of course, no one was cooking for her now. Tong Hua hadn't cooked for a long time, and she was getting ready to coax her child to have a happy birthday.

Tong Hua was tied up in an apron and busy in the kitchen.

Xiaotaiyang was playing with toys happily in the living room.

Su Minglang narrowed her eyes and stood at the kitchen door with her arms in her arms.

He was busy working there by himself and being stared at by other people, which made him somewhat uncomfortable. Tong Hua looked at him a few times, and then said that he had to go to the living room to accompany Xiaotaiyang several times. After thinking about it, it was better to find a topic to distract him.

"Are you all done with the company information?"

"It's about time." Su Minglang frowned and his eyes flashed coldly before returning to normal, as if he was unwilling to talk to her about work at such a time. He raised his eyebrows again.

"Tong Hua, can you ask me something about life?"

Life?

Tong Hua really wanted to laugh. What kind of life could a man like him have? As she busied herself with the kitchen knife in her hand and cut the vegetables on the chopping board, she asked him perfunctorily.

"Okay, do you want to help me cook?"

"No."

"Aren't you the chef? Now why don't you help me at all? You lied to me before, didn't you?"

"No."

"Fried eggs, fried rice, you can't do that?"

"Not really."

"Wash the vegetables, wash the onions, wash the dishes, hit the hands or something."

"Neither do I."

God! Is this going to degenerate into a living idiot? With this knowledge, Tong Hua's mood improved for no reason. However, she was used to making sarcastic remarks at him, and her tone was naturally mocking and insinuating.

"What else can you order now?"

"Nonsense, I know how to eat."

Poof!

Tong Hua really didn't want to laugh, but she didn't hold back. With a smile and a trembling hand, the sharp knife cut right into her fingertips. Before he could laugh, he let out a' ouch' and the fresh meat popped out of his mouth...

She hissed, but before she could react, Su Minglang, who was holding her arms in front of the door and pretending to be a lord, had already rushed over. He grabbed her finger and rushed under the water. Without saying a word, he put his finger in his mouth, carefully and gently sucked, and quickly carried her to apply the wound medicine.

All the way, all the way to complain.

"Silly girl, can you be a little promising? You can cut your fingers when you cut vegetables."

"Who made you say that all of a sudden?" Naturally, Tong Hua was not convinced.

Su Minglang snorted coldly, took out the medicine box in the room, carefully filled it up for her, and kept scolding her in his mouth. "You're upset. Cut me. Why do you hurt yourself?"

Self-mutilation? He was thinking too much.

Tong Hua rolled her eyes. "Okay, I'll stab you later."

The man's men kept moving, raising their eyelids and glancing at her with twinkling eyes. "I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

"I can't bear it. I can't wait to kill you."

Tong Hua was furious, thinking that he was going to cook with a cripple later on, and his tone was not very good.

The man did not say another word. He finished the dressing and stood up. He rubbed her head vigorously. "Wait!"

What are you waiting for?!

Tong Hua, who was going to bandage his hands before continuing the fight, could not imagine what would happen next - Su Minglang, who she had deemed to have degenerated into a living idiot, had to wash her hands to make soup. Still lying and slacking off. He took off his apron from her and wrapped it around his waist unhurriedly. Proudly, he went to the kitchen like a rooster and picked up the work she had just done.

Not to mention, Su Minglang looked good when he was cooking. Thinking of the first time he saw su Minglang cooking for her, Tong Hua was so excited that he didn't spend much time cooking a table full of food.

Oh my god!

Not only did Tong Hua not expect it, but even Xiaotaiyang was cheering. Naturally, he had never seen Su Minglang cook before.

"Long live father - father is cooking for thirteen!"

She wasn't here for the past few days. Didn't he cook for Xiaotaiyang? What does that little sun eat? He has given auntie a holiday these days.

Tong Hua had doubts in her heart. When the three of them sat around the dining room table, she quickly picked out and tasted every dish with a picky mood. I didn't expect it to taste really good, quite in line with her taste.

She couldn't help but gossip.

"I haven't eaten it in a long time. Your cooking has really improved."

Su Minglang glanced at her and put food on her plate. "Nonsense."

"You learned western food yourself, and chinese food is so good. You didn't learn it yourself, did you?"

Su Minglang tightened his grip on the chopsticks, curled his lips and smiled. "A woman taught me."

A woman? Tsk tsk, there's a play!

On the one hand, her curiosity was so great that she was forced to study Su Minglang's life experience professionally. Tong Hua suddenly felt that the question had touched the edge of his question and could not stop the topic. Staring at the man's dark and smiling face, her beautiful eyes sparkled and she leaned forward.

"Minglang, who taught you that? Can you tell me?!"

"A very important woman to me."

Not expecting him to cooperate so well, Tong Hua let go of his feelings and coaxed him into saying, "Actually, I can guess that you must have suffered some emotional trauma before, which is why you are so temperamental now. Do you want to share your story and I'll analyze it for you, so maybe it'll open your heart?"

Frowning, Su Minglang stared at her for a few seconds before suddenly laughing and clasping his hand on her head.

"Silly things, of course my mother taught me."

Mom?!... And a very important woman. And of course, Sheng Juan's cooking was unspeakable.

Eh!

Tong Hua glared at him, straightened his hair, and took a break. Just now, she was thinking about how to untie the knot in the heart of this splashed man, so that his mind would be normal, he could let her go, and she could live a normal life. Who knew he would play with her, obviously teasing her?

As a result, she stopped talking to him.

Seeing that Xiaotaiyang didn't touch any vegetables, she smiled and touched his little head. She picked up a few vegetables from the plate and put them in the bowl. She smiled and coaxed him.

"Son, when children grow up, they can't always eat meat. They have to eat more vegetables. Do you know that? That way you can have a balanced diet and grow strong and strong?"

"Oh." Xiaotaiyang nodded obediently and suddenly looked up. "But Xiaotaiyang doesn't like vegetables. They don't taste much."

"No, this vegetable is delicious. Come on, try it."

He flattened his mouth helplessly, probably not wanting to brush her off. Xiaotaiyang carefully pursed his lips and tasted the vegetable. His brows, which had been frowning like a big or small man, opened. His face was uncertain, but his voice was a little aggrieved.

"Daddy's vegetables are delicious, and mommy's too. But..."

As he spoke, the little boy's tears suddenly rolled in his eyes.

Su Minglang's face darkened. "Eat quickly and shut your mouth."

Tong Hua frowned and was about to scold him for the wrong way he taught his children, when he saw Xiaotaiyang look up at her again, his mouth deflated, his chopsticks kept poking at the bowl, and the string of teardrops dropped like broken strings, falling directly into the bowl in front of him, and his nose kept sobbing.

"Today is Xiaotaiyang's third birthday... So, after eating what mom and dad made... Xiaotaiyang really wants to celebrate his birthday every day, with mom and dad with him every day... Woo... Mom... You... Don't leave me anymore... Don't fight with dad anymore."

"Su Lekang..."

Tong Hua's heart wrenched at his words. Reaching out to hold the child, he caressed his back carefully, comforted him and said, "Stop crying, stop crying. Xiaotaiyang, be good. It's our birthday today. We have to be happy. We have to blow out candles and make wishes later..."

Her little head was in her arms, and Xiaotaiyang was sobbing, and her little shoulders were shaking. She was really crying and sad, not like her usual mischievous temperament.

"Brother said... As long as Xiaotaiyang is obedient... Be obedient... Mom will come back... Woo... But Xiaotaiyang is already very obedient... Mom... Why are you arguing with dad..."

What did that Su Nian teach her?

Tong Hua was heartbroken.

Swallowing her saliva, her eyes became hot and hot. She didn't want to cry out in shame, but the tears couldn't be covered. For the sake of her son, she choked, she did not have the love of her parents, such a feeling that she could understand the most, at this moment can not say no, can only mumble, gu left and right to talk about it.

"Xiaotaiyang, you'll understand when you grow up... You have to believe in your mother. She must really love you. There's no mother in the world who doesn't love her child..."

Su Minglang frowned and his eyes darkened a little.

"Mom, you are so childish." Sobbing, Xiaotaiyang circled her pitifully and went straight into her arms. "You're trying to coax me. I know you're leaving again tomorrow. Xiaotaiyang doesn't want you to leave anymore... I'll be good in the future... I'll train well... I won't be lazy anymore... Mom... Don't leave thirteen..."

Holding Xiaotaiyang's body tightly, Tong Hua felt as if his heart was blocked by lead.

When Xiaotaiyang cried like this, Tong Hua immediately woke up and Tong Hua realized what a cruel mother she was.

His son was undoubtedly Su Minglang's child. He really resembled Su Minglang. Not only did they look alike, but they also had a similar temperament. When the two men were together, one big and the other small, they looked like a carbon copy.

Her throat was choking and she couldn't hold it back any longer.

Turning his head, he looked at the gloomy Su Minglang and asked clearly, word for word.

"Su Minglang, I'm telling you, I didn't come back to forgive you. I just felt sorry for my son. And that perverted torture you didn't train to torture my son like that. He's only three years old."