See You Tonight, Master Su

Now, mother put a big, heavy stone on Xiaotaiyang's left hand... The stone was so heavy, so heavy... The stone had been pressing on Xiaotaiyang's left hand... Such a heavy stone... Did Xiaotaiyang feel it? The stone is so heavy... "

Xiaotaiyang did not speak again. In her slow tone, her left wrist really sank. It was as if he had been crushed by something heavy.

Tong Hua smiled and put it on his right hand. "Mom tied another hydrogen balloon to Xiaotaiyang's right hand. The hydrogen balloon was floating. It went up... It was floating up... Thirteen, did you feel the pull of the hydrogen balloon? It keeps floating up..."

Xiaotaiyang, who was silent, still closed his eyes, but his right wrist slowly began to lift. The distance between the two hands was getting farther and farther, and it looked like an unconscious movement.

With a chuckle, Tong Hua touched his little head and said with a smile.

"Okay, now open your eyes and see if there's any change in your hands.!"

Xiaotaiyang opened his eyes and looked at her hand, which was up and down, strangely.

"Mom... Why is my hand like this... But I didn't move..."

Blinking his eyes, Tong Hua smiled at him. "Because mother is a monster, she can control people's will."

The little guy froze and jumped over with joy and hugged her neck. "Haha, mother monster, you're so awesome! The game was fun! There are other games to play."

Tong Hua smiled and hugged the little guy. He turned on the headlights again. He thought it was fun to fool the little boy. In fact, that game was just a psychological test of the effect of psychological suggestion. The bigger his hands were apart, the more he trusted that person. Xiaotaiyang was a child, and it had a very obvious effect on his mother.

After saving that person on qq the other day, Tong Hua felt that she had the talent to be a confidant sister. She searched online and found the questions about the psychological test very interesting. No one had done the experiment. Today, she used her son to do it for the first time, and it was so successful that she became more confident.

She used it as a game to make Xiaotaiyang so happy and trust her. She was very satisfied.

"My son can't play anymore. It's too late! Now let's go take a shower and sleep, shall we?"

With a low sigh, Xiaotaiyang had already felt that his mother was a god. A small game had completely made her capture her little heart, and was even more affectionate to her.

"Then mommy will sleep with Xiaotaiyang later."

"Okay! Let's go..."

Holding Xiaotaiyang's little butt, Tong Hua kissed him on the forehead and walked over to open the room. Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the house, he was blocked by a high wall. The tall man's face was gloomy and cold, and he quietly clung to the door, his eyes staring at her pitifully. I don't know what he was thinking or how much he heard.

Tong Hua was a little embarrassed at the thought of talking to Xiaotaiyang about him.

"What are you doing here?"

After two seconds of silence, Su Minglang frowned, his gloomy eyes widened, and he glared at Xiaotaiyang, who was squinting his eyes. Suddenly, he lowered his head and took a heavy bite on the earlobe of her flesh. His voice was like a mosquito flying by.

"If you dare to call your husband scum, I'll see how I kill you later!"

After that, he licked her earlobe harshly, then straightened up, raised his voice, and put on the airs of a father.

"The room is waiting for you!"

With that, he hid his face, turned around and left!

Huh?!

Tong Hua opened his mouth and came back to his senses.

Wait for her in the room and kill her? Go!

Seeing the blush on her face, Xiaotaiyang held his head high and looked at su Minglang's back. Then he rolled his eyes and sighed. "Daddy is so poor. Tonight, mom, you should sleep with him."

Tong Hua was embarrassed. This son always stuffed her into someone else's bed.

Although she knew that this little brat did not understand that adults'sleep was not a problem of pure sleep, her face still couldn't stand the fever. However, she was the one who brought it up first, and tonight, they really needed to talk about it.

Holding Xiaotaiyang in his arms, Tong Hua finally entered the room with the cartoon. In the cold tone of the entire apartment, this room was undoubtedly the warmest. There were transformers, organic god of armor, planes, tanks, rocket models. What was even more surprising was that there were all kinds of imitations inside. Guns...

After a few days, Su Minglang made the room look like this. Su Minglang was trying to turn Xiaotaiyang into a cold-blooded killer?

She sighed in her heart that her role as a mother was not good enough. She hoped that now she could fill the regret in her son's heart. Of course, she was actually very happy. She had such a good time with her son today that she almost forgot all the unhappiness Su Minglang had brought her.

Of course, she did not know that the healing of this angel on the outside was the little sun, and on the inside was an evil little devil, who had the ability to coax her into being sold willingly and counting the money for him. Not to mention, the little angel told Su Minglang that behind her back, "Dad, my mother is fine except for her brain... We men don't bully women, you mustn't bully her..."

It had been an hour and a half since she had coaxed Xiaotaiyang to sleep.

Tucking the little boy in, Tong Hua gently kissed him on the forehead. "Son, I hope your birthday is really happy. Good night!" After that, she slowly stepped back and closed the door.

The lights in the living room were out.

Outside the huge french window, the moon was very light. The whole apartment was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

On such a night, Tong Hua felt different and different.

Only Su Minglang's room was lit, and he was waiting for her. But standing at the door of the room, thinking about what had happened in the past, Tong Hua hesitated again and felt that he was sending a sheep into a tiger's mouth.

Enter? Or not?

His heart was pounding and he was about to choke.

Just as she was hesitating, a man's deep voice suddenly came from inside.

"Tong Hua, are you going to stand there all night?"

Tong Hua's heart skipped a beat. He had never expected his hearing to be so good. It seemed that he had given in to her before. However, since he had found out, she had no room for hesitation and coyness. She said it herself to talk to him, so she couldn't go back on her word. As a result, she pushed open the unlocked door of the room and walked in slowly.

"Are you still drinking?!"

Because there was a sapphire blue wine rack in the room, the small lights on the rack flashed, reflecting the wine bottles and glasses stored inside into a layer of shimmering color. Beside the wine rack was a pot of gardenia with a single braid that did not match the style. There was a small wooden table by the flowerpot. Tong Hua had only thought it was pretty and had never touched it before. He didn't expect that there was so much good wine under it.

At this moment, Su Minglang was lying lazily on the recliner beside the small table, squinting his eyes and tasting the wine in his glass.

"Do you want some?"

Tong Hua's heart grew stifled when he heard that the man didn't have an emotional voice. With her eyes slightly lowered, she walked over and sat down beside her, refusing directly.

I'm not drinking. Su Minglang, let's talk seriously."

When he opened his eyes, the man shook his glass, pursed his lips, and suddenly smiled wickedly. He grabbed her hand and pulled her to sit on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her waist and put the glass of wine in his hand to her lips.

"Take a sip. It doesn't hurt that much."

Tong Hua frowned as he forcefully poured it into his throat. "What's the pain?"

Su Minglang stared at her aggrieved face and suddenly smiled again. He placed the wine glass on the table, wrapped one hand around her waist, and pinched her pink left cheek with the other before gently pulling up the hand she had hurt while cutting the vegetables.

"No more pain in your fingers?"

Tong Hua was afraid of the tenderness that would erupt from his occasional spasm. Especially when she was stared at by his attentive and indulgent eyes, her heart would beat and she would always have the illusion that she was the girl he loved. Frowning, she shook her head and withdrew her hand.

"It doesn't hurt. It's not a big wound."

Su Minglang lifted his eyebrows and took her hand again. He let out a gentle sigh on his lips, as if he was complaining to her and talking to himself.

"How can it not hurt to have such a big cut on such a delicate skin and flesh?! You know how to be stubborn in front of me."

To be honest, Tong Hua really didn't think it was a big deal to cut through that little skin. How did it get into Su Minglang's mouth and be called'such a big hole'? She was genuinely baffled. If she remembered correctly, there were many scars on this bastard, and he had no idea how many injuries he had suffered during training... Why would such a person think that she was seriously injured...?

On second thought, her heart skipped a beat.

Clearing her throat, she dared not think about anything deeper and moved the topic.

"Su Minglang, can you recognize your mistake this time?"

Su Minglang stared at her. A fiery light flashed under his gloomy eyes. "Sort of."

Sort of?

Tong Hua's shoulders trembled at his stare, and her goosebumps almost popped out. She wanted to move away, but he was holding her tightly, and her fingers were in his palm. He held her tightly and slowly kneaded her. The feeling was indescribably charming.

The two of them looked back and forth a few times, and she wanted to pull her hand back, but su Minglang held it even tighter. Her gaze at her grew hotter and hotter, as if it were not her eyes, but two flaming blades.

Having been in contact with him for so long, Tong Hua knew what the fire meant.

He thought about that again.

Her heart was thumping, and she could feel the piece sitting there, which was supported up like iron again. In her panic, she suddenly remembered that every time she was with Su Minglang, the two of them couldn't say a few words seriously, and his eyes came burning, as if he wanted to rip off her clothes.

However, he was always in love. But every time she had an affair, there were all kinds of weird things.

That was what she was most deserving of.

Afraid of being scalded by him, she moved her body and took advantage of his sanity to get serious.

Su Minglang, I forgive you this time and agree to come home. But I have conditions."

Su Minglang let go of her locked brows and looked at her serious little face. She raised her brows and smiled softly. "Okay, tell me, my baby has come up with some tricks to deal with her husband!"

My baby...

Damn, I didn't feel it before. Does it sound disgusting now?

Tong Hua felt numb on his back and quickly regained his mind. In fact, she had been thinking about it for a long time, and it was not a decision that came to her in a flash. Therefore, she was right in front of Su Minglang's sharp eyes.

"There are three conditions. I won't forgive anyone."

"Oh, the legendary three rules?" Su Minglang looked at her, her eyes still as fiery, evil and willful, like a little rabbit who was studying his own family, with a little bit of love, a little bit of indulgence.

Seeing him ask so calmly, Tong Hua no longer hesitated and spoke.

First, from now on, no matter in life or in work, you are not allowed to interfere with my freedom. I'm in charge of everything I do."

He smiled but did not answer. She continued, "Secondly, if you treat me badly in the future, I can ask for a divorce anytime. You must not disagree with my request for a divorce. Note that this definition of' not good' is determined by me, and the final power of interpretation lies with me."

Su Minglang's lips twitched as he hugged her and almost burst out laughing.

"You think too much, little girl. Go on. What's the third? Don't tell me I can't sleep with you anymore?" The last time was three months.

Pushing him hard on the shoulder, Tong Hua's eyebrows burned with anger.

"What are you laughing at? Be serious. Yes, you guessed right. Third point: you can't force sexual relations with me without my consent, including... Including..."

"Haha!"

Su Minglang could not help but laugh when she saw that her little face was so serious that she was embarrassed to say it in the end. His long, narrow eyes, stained with wine, became even more sinister and charming, and his mood seemed to have brightened up. He hugged her waist and pinched her with all his might, as if his movements were extremely rare.

"What does that include... Tell me quickly. I want to see how much you know now, honey..."

Grinding his teeth, Tong Hua glared at him. Still, he could not sort them out one by one. He could only mumble, "Including all sexual physical contact, I can't be forced."

"So ruthless? Then starve my husband to death?"

"You're not living well now..." Tong Hua glanced at him and added, "Also, I don't like to share a husband with others. I don't care how much bad debts you had with other women before. But this time, you must promise to be completely loyal to me. Otherwise, not only do you have to agree to divorce me, but you also have to compensate me for the corresponding mental damage... The specific costs, depending on the severity of the situation, are also unilaterally drawn up by me."

"Me!" Su Minglang laughed so hard that she was almost out of breath that her arms tightened around her narrow waist again and again. She raised her head and laughed loudly. "Tong Hua, you've been thinking about this all night."

Is it that funny?

Tong Hua frowned, not knowing what he was laughing at.

"I say you're laughing your ass off. We're making a fair and reasonable living agreement. If you agree or disagree, just say one thing. If you don't agree, I won't forgive you even if I can't bear to part with my son."

Su Minglang's smile stopped and his face darkened again, "You forgive me for my son?"

Tong Hua felt a little funny when he looked at him smiling and scowling. She couldn't help but smile sarcastically. She chuckled. "Nonsense! Otherwise, can I still do it for you?"

The man's eyes darkened as he cursed in a low voice. He tightened his grip on her waist and pressed it hard against his chest.

"Tong Hua, if you don't piss me off, I won't be able to stop for the rest of my life, will I?"

Looking at him, Tong Hua curled his lips and smiled, "If I could really piss you off, I would be doing it for heaven."

Okay.

As expected, the two of them were fighting chickens. Two of the three sentences were bickering.

Looking at her quietly, Su Minglang sighed helplessly and suddenly fiercely pressed her forehead.

"If you don't want to have sex, do you still call them husband and wife? Are you really dying?"

Tong Hua frowned and pressed against his hard body helplessly. His body was so hot that it was unbearable. The oxygen in his nostrils seemed to be almost out of breath. His body struggled for a moment and then became angry.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Since you don't want to talk... Forget it, I'm leaving."

"What a hurry!" Su Minglang rubbed against her body with all his might and said in a hoarse voice, "You little woman who's trying to kill me! Can't we change the third rule?"

"How?" Tong Hua was so distracted by his delay.

Su Minglang curled his lips and stared at her trembling little body, trying even harder to get little Minglang to rub against her. In addition, he kept comforting her back with one hand and coaxed her in her ear with a mute voice.

"All the other husbands will agree. But now that you're back, you can't hold your breath, can you?"

"What does it have to do with me to suffocate?"

"Heartless woman!" Su Minglang pinched her butt and narrowed his eyes. Seeing her stubborn little face, he suddenly thought of something and smiled again.

"Sure! I agree."

"Agreed?"

"Agreed."

Tong Hua looked suspiciously at the light in the bottom of his eyes and then at the way the two of them were rolling in a pile. Why was it so unreliable? Once again, he agreed, and she was about to get up and force him to write in black and white.

Su Minglang was not vague either. According to her three conditions, she wrote down the unfair treaty of "Only obligation and no power," and signed her name.

Holding the treaty in his hand, Tong Hua let out a sigh.

"In that case, a gentleman's word is irrevocable. Su Minglang, that's the deal. I'm going to bed."

Just as she was about to turn around, the man gripped her wrist and pulled her over with a little force, holding her tightly in his arms. It was only after squeezing both of them so hard that their breathing became much thicker that he scolded her fiercely.

"Honey, sooner or later, you will make me sick."

Tong Hua couldn't help but laugh when he heard him grinding his teeth in anger. "You have a problem, okay?"

Su Minglang stared at her smug face and gave her a hard squeeze with gritted teeth, breathing faster and faster. With a twinkle in her eyes, she suddenly grasped her soft, boneless hand and slowly slid down her abdomen. She loosened her belt three or two times and reached for something that had become as hard as iron in the black forest.

"Honey, this is not a violation of article 3, is it?"