See You Tonight, Master Su

"What are you thinking?"

Su Minglang saw her soul fly away again and pinched her waist fiercely. As he spoke, he felt a little depressed. "What's wrong? I was hugging a man behind my back, and I can't forget it now?"

Tong Hua sneered. "You think I'm you? I can't forget it!"

"Fool you?" Su Minglang cursed in a low voice, then leaned over with a shameless smile and kept rubbing his body against her. "Honey, for the sake of my obsession with you. Tonight, take good care of your husband, eh?" With the child in his mouth and talking, his hands became more and more dishonest. After a few times of probing, he did not find the greasy softness in his hands and felt that the dinner party was a bit awkward. He simply lifted it all up and stroked it all the way up.

"Su Minglang!" Sitting face to face on his lap and being teased by him, Tong Hua was so embarrassed, "Can we talk seriously? Don't meet anyone who's just bickering. You're the one who's fooling around."

"Honey, you sure have a small waist.... Say it!?"

"... What the hell is that?

With a low smile, Su Minglang did not notice her awkwardness. He rubbed and pinched her waist with one hand lovingly, feeling that the waist of the water was too soft to be proper. The more she rubbed, the more she thought, the more she felt shy... A hand climbed on her back, put the woman close to her chest, lowered her head and whispered in her ear, her voice half hoarse. "Baby, your waist is so thin, and your lower side is so small. My husband is really afraid that you won't be able to bear it for a while!"

"Su Minglang, you...!"

The water eyes looked at her, full of amazement.

Tong Hua took a few small breaths and quickly held his hand. "Shall we talk seriously?"

"Say it, only wind and moon."

Minglang, I don't want to talk about fengyue. Also, don't forget the third one. You wrote it down in black and white."

Her eyes darkened, and the man simply lifted her up, sat on his lap, lowered his head, and eagerly buried himself between the two lumps of warm and nephrite. "Don't worry, I told you, you have to beg me to do it."

"You are a shameless person."

"What's wrong with scolding your man like that?"

"You..." Tong Hua was speechless. His body was completely under the control of the man, and his scorching body temperature was like a scorching iron to her. She tried to escape, but her body could not move at all. As soon as she tried to get up, she was pressed back by him fiercely. After several entanglements, the two bodies, which smelled of alcohol, became tighter and tighter.

Alcohol, the scent of roses, the best man, the combination of the three substances, is more aphrodisiac than aphrodisiac. How could Tong Hua stand being teased by him?! But even if she couldn't stand it, her mind was still there. Although she had thought that three months had passed and the life of her husband and wife should return to its original state, she still could not accept doing this in such an open courtyard in her current state of mind.

"No, someone will come in later."

But how could Su Minglang listen now? Go?

In her tender tofu-like softness, his voice was muffled, and his voice was even more hoarse. "No, I'm locked." At this point, he seemed to be getting more and more anxious. He bit a few mouthfuls and felt impatient. He simply tore off the expensive dress that was holding him back from doing his business.

"You bastard!"

Tong Hua could not help but scold him softly when the chill hit him. When he looked up and saw the moonlight in the sky, he breathed and sniffed at the sweet roses. He felt more ashamed and struggled even harder.

"I don't agree. You don't mean what you say?"

"Good girl, my husband just kissed me a few times, but nothing happened!" The man kissed her gently, his large, broad hands flaring fire all over her body. She said it was nothing, but under her half-covered clothes, Xiaosuminglang, who had been waiting for a long time, came over heavily.

Tong Hua was flustered, and the hot, hard touch was too much for her to bear.

Yes? No? Yes? No?

She looked at him with misty eyes, and her heart became more and more confused. Just as his hand was about to pull her down, a wave of anger rose in her heart, and she could not help but roar, "Minglang, I really don't want it now."

Su Minglang squinted his eyes and paused for a second. Then he took off her legs and put his hand inside. His voice softened and he coaxed her in a low voice. "Be good, you want it."

"I don't!"

"Honey, I can't wait."

"No... That's your business. It's none of my business!" Subconsciously clenching his legs, Tong Hua felt his hands getting more and more presumptuous and his muscles stiffening. "Ming... Minglang..."

"Call me husband!"

Su Minglang seemed to enjoy hearing her call him that at times like this. Tong Hua's eyes narrowed, and his calloused, rough fingertips dipped in, gently twisting to expand for her. "Baby, I'm not afraid. My husband loves you."

Tong Hua frowned fiercely, remembering the intimacy they had had in the past. Although the man had done shameless things, he had never poked his hand into it. At this moment, she did not know if the roses really had a stimulating effect. She only felt that the feeling of being ripped open and invaded by him rolled up her heart. It was so strange that all her cells were trembling happily, and her disobedient body was soon as soft as water.

Reason told her not to let him take advantage just like that.

But her body could not be left or right, and soon collapsed on him.

Her mind drifted away from her reason and she slowly closed her eyes.

What wide eyes were staring at her absent-mindedly? The fox narrowed his eyes, turned her over and put her directly on the wicker chair while he stood up himself. Her body suddenly cooled and she opened her eyes in shock.

She was shocked when she thought he was leaving.

Unexpectedly, when he looked over, he found that he was taking off his belt...

Her mind was in a mess, she quickly closed her eyes, but in exchange for a man's low smile, soon together with the release of the beast came over, gently biting her ear beads, "Anxious, afraid that her husband will leave?"

"No..."

"Tough mouth!" Su Minglang held her by one arm to keep her from falling, while the other arm lifted one of her legs high up in his arms. Just as she was frightened, he remained in this position for a long time. She groaned and gasped for air. Even though she was about to explode, she only explored slowly with her fingers and asked, "Do you want it or not?"

Tong Hua muttered and remained silent.

Glancing at her awkward expression, Su Minglang curled his lips and smiled. He held her little butt and continued to slide back and forth between her tiny slits. "Honey, I'm waiting for you to tell me."

His heart tightened, and in his teasing, Tong Hua felt a warm flow overflowing...

She let out an' eh' and held his hand hesitantly.

"No, I think... Something's wrong!"

"Tong Hua, you want to lie to me again?" Su Minglang's voice was a little hoarse, obviously not believing her. Her fingertips slid even harder towards the tightly closed petals and gently stroked them on the slightly trembling petals, increasing the friction with them. She pressed them a little deeper and deeper, then pulled them back. Her evil eyes were tinged with banter.

"You said that ten days ago -"

Tong Hua could only hold his arm with both hands to hold back the feeling of fire in his lower abdomen. He let out a low whine and inhaled, his voice as low as a cat's.

"I lied to you last time... Today... This day seems real."

Frowning, Su Minglang looked at her, clearly not believing her. Not only did he peel her off and continue to burrow into the small hole, but he also slowly rotated and rubbed against the fine lines there. In her twists and turns, he felt the silky wrapping and gasped for breath.

"True or false, I'll know if I try."

Tong Hua felt a little more uncomfortable, and after a small grunt, it surged even more.

"Minglang, really... Don't."

How could a impatient man allow her to lie to him again?! A grim face was taut with forbearance, not only did he not let go of her, but he seemed to be a lot fiercer than the momentum he had just been, as he drove in with a sense of power and conquest in his fingers.

Suddenly, his face darkened.

Something's wrong!

He felt it too.

He hurriedly withdrew his hand. He looked at the moonlight and gritted his teeth.

"Damn!"

There is a kind of person who always falls off the same thing.

Just like Su Minglang at this time, it was not easy to start a normal married life with Tong Hua today.

He raised his finger at the moon and bared his teeth. His heart was so full that he couldn't speak. You know, isn't god just playing with people? He actually gave him such a big surprise tonight. However, the'surprise' had already come, even if Su Minglang was no longer wild and ridiculous, how could he defeat the almighty aunt?

His eyes darkened, and even if his heart was on fire now, he could only honestly lift his pants and tie his belt, blushing on the rattan chair, more embarrassed than he was, more drunk than he was, and more absent-minded than he was, to be picked up by the woman and strode back into the house.

Although it was small, it had all the necessary living facilities.

What can he do now? Take a bath for your daughter-in-law.

Before that, he made a phone call and within ten minutes, that assistant, Sunxiaojie, delivered the necessities of a female aunt. Only then did they realize that the people outside, the men and women who were looking for their master and mistress, were all trembling and turned upside down. Su Minglang's face remained the same. After giving a few random instructions, he took Sunxiaojie away and carried the dizzy little woman to the bathroom in the cubicle, carefully cleaning her up.

To put it seriously, men like Su Minglang rarely serve people in their lives, but with Tong Hua, he was very happy to do so. At this moment, he carried Tong Hua into the bathroom and looked at her blushing face in the blazing light, only to realize that she was really drunk. Her body was as soft as if she had no bones to speak of, and she was just as soft on him as she usually was when she was awake and she spoke so eloquently.

No wonder he was so obedient outside just now, but it turned out to be...?

When an idea came to this, Su Minglang's heart began to fret again for no reason. For a man as strong as his chauvinism to be tamed by a little woman, he would have to resort to alcohol and roses, which would have hurt his male pride a lot.

But the only advantage was that the drunk little woman was very obedient and much cuter than when she was sober. As a result, he took care of her bath as a personal benefit. Even though he was a man, he knew that women shouldn't take a shower when it came to business. After adjusting the temperature of the water, the two of them stood naked under the flowers. He leaned her soft body in front of him and washed her carefully. He was afraid that she would slip down and that she would wake up and make trouble.

Not to mention, Tong Hua's brain is really out of control right now.

Everyone knows that roses have the effects of antidepressants and aphrodisiac. But in fact, the effect of roses alone was not as miraculous as rumor had it. But there were too many roses in the same building, and she drank a lot of wine at the banquet. The interaction of the two really captured her soul.

As soon as the warm water was drenched, her muddled mind became more alert.

The spirit trembled. She looked up and looked into Su Minglang's eyes. Her heart could not help but tremble.

Just now, on the wicker chair under the rose trellis, she could not stand his flirtatious nature again, and almost lost her face, which made her depressed. That feeling made her feel as if she had been bewitched. The tension, excitement, anticipation, and even half resistance were gone. If it weren't for her aunt's sudden visit, she knew that she would have to lose face in front of him again today.

Tong Hua, you're too much!

Why is it always hard to escape?

It was horrible. Just like the other times, she couldn't stand his methods. If there were no auntie, she would end up begging him for her, as he said. The worst problem was that the better his methods were, the worse her mood was. Why was she so unprincipled and disrespectful when she was so tired today? This Su Minglang son of a bitch, why did he have to use so many methods to get her to abandon her armor and beg for mercy?

"What are you thinking about?"

The heat from the flowers began to rise. The two of them were leaning together, naked, but each had his own thoughts.

"Nothing."

"Not yet?" Su Minglang was a little unsure of what she was thinking when he saw her grim-faced and silent. Lowering her head, her eyes fell on her pink face, and the more she felt that she looked cute after drinking. The palm caressed her face, and the tender, smooth touch made him feel very useful in his heart, so he couldn't help but tease her.

"You're disappointed that you didn't get a husband? My wife, you are just yawning!"

Su Minglang's usual rogue language was nothing, but now it hit the tip of Tong Hua's heart. He felt that his unbearable side was exposed in front of him, and his dignity was completely destroyed.

To put it bluntly, her mouth is fake, doesn't that mean she splashed it?

Splash? On second thought, she felt a little... Unable to forgive herself.

Tong Hua stood stiffly with his back against the spray of flowers. He did not break his hand, nor did he move. His long, watery eyelashes blinked and trembled a few times. He raised them and stared at him. There was no emotion in his voice.

"Su Minglang, you won!"

He won?

Su Minglang frowned slightly and stared at her cheeks, which were getting redder and pinker when she was drunk. She slowly moved down and stopped on her lips, which were not pursed up and upturned. Her heart fluttered again, and her mellow voice drifted.

"Honey, are you out of your mind again?"

I did, I really did.

Tong Hua was depressed, helpless, and agitated, but her body was weak and weak. It was like a fire on one side and an iceberg on the other. Her mind was on one side, but her body was on the other. Her uncontrolled state made her want to go crazy. She pursed her lower lip fiercely. She straightened up and let his hand swim around her body. There was a faint self-deprecating smile on her lips.

"You're right, isn't that what you want to see? Su Minglang, I really don't understand. Why do you like to trample on other people's self-esteem so much now? You're happy now. I admit I can't resist your charm, okay? I'm not someone who can't afford to lose, but I want to ask you if you can do things more quickly next time. Don't always use sex as a way to conquer women and show off your ability to crawl around among women."

"Tong Hua!"

Su Minglang raised his eyebrows and cut her off with gritted teeth. "You think so?"

Tong Hua raised his head and looked at him mockingly, ignoring the water all over his face.

"What, am I wrong?"

Su Minglang stared into her eyes, which were filled with contempt, and his adam's apple slid up and down in a fit of anger. Her eyes darkened, and the large hand that had been lovingly rubbing her cheek suddenly moved down two inches, gripping her neck, turning all the irritation and resentment in her heart into a powerful attack.

"Very good! Tong Hua, I really didn't miss it. You have guts!"

His neck was clamped by him. Tong Hua frowned and "Whined." He opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it.

Her forbearance fueled the fire in Su Minglang's eyes. However, the strength of his men was a little more relaxed.

"Say what you want to say, don't hesitate!"

Under his pitiful gaze, Tong Hua's heart ached. At this moment, her stomach was still boiling, and even standing under the water, her mouth was still parched with heat. Although her mind had cleared up a lot, the alcohol at the party had a strong aftereffect. She was floating and heavy, half conscious, half drunk, half awake and half crazy.

Under such circumstances, what could she say?

Her body was numb and her hands and feet were weak. She wanted to fall down on the bed and have a good sleep.

"I want to say, I won't wash, thank you."

How could it be like a husband and wife?! Falling into Su Minglang's ears, he felt that this was the result of his too good, too used to this woman and too tolerant. It was as if he had forced her to behave like a little old society's little daughter-in-law, not willing at all.

Did he file like that?