See You Tonight, Master Su

The next morning, as soon as she opened her eyes and looked out the window at the bright sky, she saw that she was alone on the bed. Frowning, she quickly got up and was ready to meet Xiaotaiyang's little boy in the morning. Walking out slowly, he met Lishener and asked. It was true that Su Minglang did not return to the villa last night.

But instead of resenting her, she was happy. Without that Su Minglang, the pressure on her heart would be much less. And with Su Nian gone, the pressure shrank again. Happily waiting for Xiaotaiyang to get up, taking care of him after washing up, and then having breakfast with him, she was in a good mood ever since the car that sent him to school.

In the morning, she went out with Sun Yu to look for her at lara's house, but she wasn't there either. Tong Hua came back and was bored.

But she did not expect that Su Minglang, who had left rose manor, would not return to the villa for three days in a row.

Without him, Tong Hua, who was on vacation, had nothing to do. Reading books, surfing the internet, playing the piano, and spending time with Xiaotaiyang, she would occasionally see su niang chatting away. Most of the time, she only had Sun Yu by her side. After a few days of interaction, she and Sun Yu became much more familiar, and they could occasionally talk about their own private matters.

Days, peace.

But in the calm, there was also some uneasiness.

On the first day, she wanted to call him and ask him what was going on. But when Su Minglang didn't come home the next night, she completely stopped asking. Although "Old married yan er," her old married husband had something to do, so why did she bother him? Besides, wouldn't it be better if he didn't come back? She ate, slept, ate, and played like a pig being raised.

Most importantly, she would not be disturbed by his omnipresent sexual harassment.

As she slowly thought about it, her heart became beautiful again.

Just like that, she spent the first three days of her old marriage gently.

On the fourth night, she coaxed Xiaotaiyang to sleep as usual, took care of herself, put on her pajamas and lay comfortably in bed. Her mind wandered for a while, and soon after she fell asleep, the phone on the bedside table began to screech.

Did Su Minglang call?

Her first reaction was him, but when she sat up and held her phone, she realized it was an international call.

The caller was Cheung street.

"How did you get my number?" Tong Hua asked. "Why do I have your number?"

"That's normal. We swapped, but that's not the point. How about Su Minglang's dinner party for you? Did it impress you?" Cheung street said in a magnetic voice.

Tong Hua frowned. He was the one who stopped her in the backyard that day. Otherwise, Su Minglang would have been so angry that the guests had not left, so he had to go to the room with her, so that they couldn't get in touch with Su Minglang until today.

But Tong Hua knew that what Cheung street was talking about wasn't about the backyard. It was something that happened on the road when they went there.

"How did you know?" Tong Hua asked anxiously.

"Of course I know, but it's a pity that Su Minglang used you like this. But if you don't think Su Minglang is good, you can still contact me." What Cheung street said was a rare frivolity.

"Thank you. No need. I support my husband for everything he does and I'm willing to be by his side. Don't dream about it." Tong Hua growled and hung up.

Cheung street, who was on the other end of the phone, listened to the beep and said helplessly, "It's really love. It seems that we can't break up like this."

Tong Hua put down the phone and panted heavily, thinking that Cheung street was really not a simple person. Since he knew if he was also a participant, according to Su Minglang's appearance, Cheung street should be the other party's person. This thought made him hate Cheung street even more.

"Why are you in a daze if you don't sleep at night?"

A familiar, low, reproachful voice came from the door.

Tong Hua put down his phone, turned his head and froze for a moment, unable to respond.

The man did not know when he came in. His handsome and cold face still carried his unique ambivalent emotions. There were three points of publicity in his calmness, and three points of evil attack in his masculinity. When people looked at his face, it was as if countless sharp spears were pointing at him, and they were afraid to look straight at him.

"You're back?"

"Yes."

Other than that, Tong Hua didn't know what to ask.

And su Minglang's answer, which was even lighter than hers, almost stopped her. What should she say next? She looked at the man calmly, her fingers clutching the corner of the quilt. She would never admit that her heart was beating fast and her nerves were nervous.

"Have you had dinner?"

That's a ridiculous question. At this point, can you not eat?

But why didn't she ask?

Su Minglang was still standing at the door, looking at her without saying a word. Under the dense light of the room, his tall body was unruly and unruly, his eyes focused on it, and his feet seemed to have roots.

Tong Hua did not know how long he had been standing there and what he had heard, but he was a little surprised. He was dressed abnormally in his usual clothes today, and he looked very straight from head to toe, but his face was clearly dusty. A pair of slightly furrowed brows said that his three days had not been as comfortable as she had imagined.

But, what does that have to do with her?

She pursed her lips and pulled the quilt.

Since he didn't speak, she couldn't find anything to say.

However, when she closed her eyes, the incomparable pressure on the man at the door still made her tremble with fear.

Thump! Thump!

Just as she thought the atmosphere was dead silent, the man who had been staring at him suddenly let go of his grip on the door frame and strode towards the bed, his figure leaping quickly and hurriedly.

"Um... Su Minglang!"

Tong Hua exclaimed -

Su Minglang's tall body pressed against her, causing her back to stiffen, and blood rushed to her head. What the hell are you doing? At this point in her mind, she was just about to avoid him, but found that the body wrapped in the quilt was inconvenient, where was the room for struggle?

Su Minglang stared at him with an inexplicable expression. Her eyes were like those of two wild animals that had been lurking in the dark. With a flash of green, she was tucked into the arms of the quilt. Her thighs were turned up and she was pinned under her body.

"Honey..."

Smelling the faint smell of alcohol coming from his body, Tong Hua frowned and uttered a couple of' uh-oh'sounds. He felt his hair stand up and his breathing became difficult. Annoyed, she reached out and pushed him hard.

"Go crazy when you come back. What are you doing?"

Su Minglang ignored her struggle and pressed her down with both hands and feet. A palm that seemed to have become a lot rougher, stroked her smooth little face back and forth and rubbed it heavily. In the fierce wind, there was an extremely repressed desire. It was more like he wished he could crush her, crush her, and melt her into his own blood.

"Su Minglang!" Tong Hua was furious!

"Honey, I miss you so much!" Su Minglang was as rough as a cow!

Tsk! What an overbearing yearning -

His nose was heavy, and Tong Hua could smell the wine on his body. His breath was uneven, and he desperately frowned to express his discomfort.

"Su Minglang, if you don't let go, you'll kill me!"

Su Minglang frowned, as if he had regained consciousness. He held her small face with his big hand, as if he had finally realized that she really did not like the' excessive enthusiasm'she displayed. He quickly loosened his grip on her hand, sat up, and helped her up as well.

"Wife-"

With another shout, a savage hand caressed her smooth, soft little face again. He fondled her hand and made his hand comfortable. Then he lowered his head and half narrowed his long and narrow eyes. He stared at her without blinking and repeated a sentence in a husky voice.

"I miss you so much!"

Tong Hua, who was finally able to breathe normally, gulped in oxygen, inexplicably confessing to him.

Also, it was a moment of misery.

But this is amazing...

This man left her behind after the party for a few days, and now he's back in the middle of the night, missing her without saying anything. What kind of perverted rhythm?

"Wife..." She muttered again. Su Minglang hugged her waist and her lips unconsciously hunched over her face. The strong smell of alcohol finally made Tong Hua understand.

Well, after all, he drank too much! Every time he drank too much, he became the most affectionate man. Perhaps at this moment, Tong Hua could see the things in his eyes.

Her heart trembled, and she was in no mood to be charming.

Tong Hua lifted his eyelids and saw that the man's warm lips were still lingering on his face. At that moment, Tong Hua thought of his' bad habit' of not liking kissing lips. For a moment, a wicked thought arose, and she did not think much of it. She quickly turned her head and pointed at his two lips.

Of course, she wasn't kissing him.

It was a vicious bite.

Su Minglang froze and did not move.

Tong Hua stared at his face so that he could bite the corner of his lips. He didn't retreat until he tasted blood in his mouth.

He was about to speak, but he was stunned again.

Su Minglang, who had been attacked and bitten by her for no reason, had a trace of blood on the corner of his lips that had been bitten out of his mouth. His gloomy eyes stared straight at her. His stupidity was not cunning, not cunning, not cold, not cold, not cruel. It was just as enchanting as a sinister pressure rack in a rainy spring...

Cough!

Tong Hua felt a little guilty at the sight of blood.

Clearing her throat, she lowered her eyelids and said, "I'm sorry, I'm just kidding. Do you feel any pain?"

Su Minglang looked at her, not responding.

One second!

Two seconds!

Three seconds!

There was no movement for more than ten seconds, and Tong Hua's heart was wrenched.

Damn, didn't she just bite you? Even a strong kiss, as for this?

She was about to lose her temper when she saw that the man's eyes were alive.

Whew -

Su Minglang breathed a long sigh of relief and finally came back to his senses. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth awkwardly, and his cold and ferocious handsome face could not hang on. But when he glanced at Tong Hua, who looked as if he had done something bad without destroying the evidence, and was as stubborn as ever, his lips twitched and he couldn't help but laugh.

"You! That's a tough mouth."

With that, he averted his gaze from her eyes and released his grip on her hand. With a thud, he fell on the bed, loosened the collar of his white shirt, laid his tall body flat, and ordered with half a sigh and half a chant.

"Honey, ask auntie to get me some medicine to sober me up."

It's finally normal!

Seeing him speak like this, Tong Hua's hanging heart finally fell.

She found a big coat and draped it over her pajamas. She turned to look at Su Minglang's haggard face and whispered, "Why drink so much when you know you're drunk?!"

Su Minglang closed his eyes and spoke in a low voice.

"Social engagements!"

Tong Hua knew a little about men drinking and socializing outside. But she felt that if su Minglang didn't want to drink, who else could force him to go?! She didn't agree, and Su Minglang was such a good drinker, so how could she get drunk so easily? But after all, she was already married, and her husband was having a hard time drinking. Could her wife not follow his instructions?

However, although the hangover medicine was effective, it was not poisonous. Seeing that she had bitten the corner of his lips just now and that he was not angry, she should just be a' good wife' once.

Out of the bedroom door.

Outside the corridor, she met Gu Ji, who was standing there like an iron stake.

Shocked, Tong Hua pulled his coat and whispered, "Gu Ji, are you still awake?"

Gu Ji had no expression on his face. When he saw her, his eyes dropped and he did not look at her.

"President, is he okay?"

"He's fine. He seems to have drunk a little too much?" Tong Hua tilted his head and looked up and down at Gu Ji. "You should go to bed early if you're okay. I'll get him something to sober up."

"Oh."

Gu Ji answered honestly, but no one moved.

Tong Hua walked for two seconds and saw his eyes following him. He obviously had something to say.

Standing still, she turned around. "Gu Ji, do you have something to say to me?"

Gu Ji's handsome face remained expressionless, but his voice no longer hesitated. "President, he flew back from h state overnight. Madam, he misses you very much."

H state? Tong Hua became suspicious and stared at his face. "And then?"

Gu Ji was a little embarrassed and his face was burning with embarrassment when she looked at him so directly. He sensed sensitively that there seemed to be a small problem between them about what happened at the party that day. Originally, he wanted to tell her that the president had finished his business and rushed back to see her without taking a break. He wanted her to understand the kindness the president felt for her.

But after being questioned by her for a while, he felt that he had no position in particular.

As soon as he read it, he became confused and hurriedly turned his face away.

"No, no more. I'm going to bed!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he strode in another direction.

That feeling... Is it a bit like being discouraged?!

Tong Hua was a little confused. What's going on with gu ji? Seeing her recently was like seeing a ghost, running faster than anyone else.

Looking at his back and shaking her head, Tong Hua slowly went downstairs. Without alerting anyone, she went straight to the kitchen of the villa. She found some hawthorn, a pear, and some orange slices. She took out the mash from the refrigerator, tripped it over and boiled it with water. Then she made small balls of pea soup from glutinous rice and put them into the pot.

When the little dumpling started cooking, she dripped a little white vinegar into the bowl.

It was steaming hot and smelly, and a bowl of small glutinous rice balls was finished.

After putting the vinegar bottle away, she clapped her hands and suddenly thought of something. Evil thoughts rose again. After picking up the white vinegar, she poured a little more into it and tasted the sour taste. Then she smiled in her heart and carried it upstairs.

"Minglang -"

She called out to him and put the little glutinous rice balls on the bed, then turned her head to look at them.

Eh! This man, actually fell asleep?... How tired was he? Su Minglang, who was sleeping peacefully, made Tong Hua's heart ache. It had been a long time since they sat down and chatted with each other. Tong Hua frowned. He didn't know why his temper was so difficult now. He couldn't see and think about su Minglang. When he saw it, he wanted to bicker.

It was always Su Minglang who let her make Tong Hua feel guilty.

She glanced at the steaming little glutinous rice balls, sighed in her heart, and reached out to pull the quilt for him. But seeing that he didn't even take off his coat and clothes, just lying there with his clothes, he couldn't help but hesitate.

Should she help him take off his coat?

To be honest, she didn't want to make any more trouble with him now. She had no more fantasies about romantic love and just wanted to live a peaceful and relaxed life. As long as he treats her well, she will definitely do her best as a woman.

Now the situation...

But after a little thought, she figured it out. Although the two of them were now awkward, to be exact, she was awkward, but she had done all the things that she should not have done before, and there was nothing to be embarrassed about. Besides, modern people were not so particular about. If he falls asleep with his clothes and drinks like this, she will be the one who suffers from illness tomorrow morning.

So, without hesitation, she quickly reached out and unbuttoned the jacket of his suit.

She placed her hands and feet so lightly that she was afraid of waking him up.

Unexpectedly, this su Minglang fell asleep and was able to cooperate. Not only did he not wake up, but he did it all.

She took off her coat and hung it on the hanger. She had no intention of taking off his shirt. With her eyes down, a pair of small hands reached out awkwardly to the belt around his waist... The first time she did this for a man, she didn't know much about men's belts, and her hands trembled a little. Fortunately, the word' 81' on the belt buckle emboldened her. She calmed down and studied it, then slowly untied it!

Whoosh!

The belt loosened, and she breathed a deep sigh of relief as she prepared to take off his pants. There was something wrong with the light from the corner of the eye. Reflexively, she looked up and saw that the man's originally closed eyes were open and he was looking at her with a half-smile.

Tong Hua was embarrassed and quickly withdrew his hand.

"Are you awake?"

"Keep stripping!" The smile on Su Minglang's lips became more and more obvious.

Tong Hua's face warmed up, and he thought to himself, what did he mean by that smile?

Did he think she was going to eat his tofu?

Glancing at him, she coughed lightly to hide her embarrassment, turned around, picked up the steaming porcelain bowl on the nightstand, and handed it to him. "Here, drink this sober-up before you go to bed."