See You Tonight, Master Su

He knew that she was easily drunk when she was drunk, and he deliberately drank her wine? Isn't it obvious that you want to bully her when she's drunk?

Tong Hua was finished, but he didn't show much panic.

"Will you drink it?"

"What do you think?" Su Minglang asked, pouring the cup in his hand, then stretched out his right arm and wrapped it around hers. Instead of rushing her, she shook the glass in her hand and raised her lips in a wicked manner.

"Don't want to drink, please?"

Damn, revenge. Tong Hua glared at him as he cursed.

"If I beg you, will you stop forcing me to drink?!"

"Nonsense, of course..." Su Minglang paused and looked at her with a half-smile. He put his other hand around her waist and put the glass to his lips. "Of course not."

With a snort of coldness, Tong Hua remained silent.

Begging for the same result as not asking for it, she begged for nothing. No more talking to him, just drink. Anyway, that's it for tonight. With that in mind, she raised her wrist, raised her head, and a glass of liquor that she could not name entered her throat.

It was sweet and mellow, better than expected.

Su Minglang looked at her gnashing teeth and felt much better after a while. He knew in his heart that it was much easier to clean up a woman when she was drunk than when she was clear-headed, so he had already released her once, and he was not in such a hurry at this moment. Second, even if he endured the extreme pain and swelling, he had to pull out the little woman's fangs and claws first.

Each of them drank a glass of wine, but he had no intention of letting her go.

The second cup was immediately poured and handed to her.

"Another drink."

"No more!"

Tong Hua blushed as soon as he touched the wine. Seeing that he was satisfied with himself again, although the taste of the wine was not bad, how dare she touch it more? He quickly pushed the wine glass out of his hand, but the movement of his hand was too wide, and the wine spilled from the edge of the cup impartially, just dripping on his chest.

The orange wine flowed down his muscular chest, through his heart, through his waistline, and into his lower abdomen, which was covered by a towel...

Glancing at it, Tong Hua hong felt even more pain. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"It's okay." Su Minglang wasn't in a hurry to wipe it off, but refilled it. "I know my baby likes to chew it up. Just clean it up for him later."

"I'll wipe it for you now." Tong Hua frantically looked for tissues everywhere.

"Who said to use this?"

Su Minglang once again put the wine into her hand, blocking the action that she was about to wipe for her, and his eyes fell on her incomparably beautiful lips with a wicked and unrestrained look. "Have another drink, and you'll have a chance to wipe it later."

Unfortunately, Tong Hua understood what he meant. His face was red again and he stopped arguing with him. He downed the second cup with his head glum. With a second cup, there will be a third. After three glasses of wine, her lower abdomen was extremely hot. Her stomach was warm and not uncomfortable, but her body was much softer.

This son of a bitch did it on purpose.

Glancing at him, she burped and snorted unhappily, "Su Minglang, do you want to be so stingy? It's just embarrassing him in front of me. As for him, I won't tell anyone..."

It was good not to mention it, but the mention of su Minglang made his heart even hotter. The grip on her waist was so strong that it seemed as if he wanted to strangle her, and the words were even more gnashing his teeth. "Baby, in order not to leave a psychological shadow on you, your man must prove it to you."

A shadow in his heart...?

Tong Hua thought about it and swallowed. "I won't have any psychological problems. I'm just afraid of you... Cough!"

Which pot doesn't open and which pot doesn't open, the pure rhythm of looking for death.

But she knew in her heart that she could not resist ridiculing him. The thought of the helpless, awkward, and funny expression he had just thrown on her made him want to laugh and vent his anger.

Therefore, it was better not to hit him now.

Su Minglang's handsome face darkened and darkened as he looked at her face, which was obviously suppressing a smile. Turning over, he lifted her slender chin and his thumb landed on her pink cheek. The soft touch softened his heart, but when he thought of the state of great loss after being tortured by her just now, he felt that he had to vent his anger and not give her a hard time, how could he still be arrogant in this lifetime?!

The kung fu of a man in a woman is the face of a man in front of a woman.

"Tong Hua, I'm not going to settle you down tonight. My surname is not su."

He gritted his teeth so hard that Tong Hua's heart was wrenched.

Her large, black and white eyes flickered, and her brain was confused for a few seconds as she drank. Even though her feet were weak and her heart was weak, she still instinctively wanted to run first.

"Minglang, I'll go to the bathroom first. You drink first."

Before she could finish, she stood up and ran. But how could she move faster than su Minglang? As soon as she stepped out, her waist tightened and Su Minglang grabbed her and pressed her against the sofa.

"Don't go!"

Hiss! Are you unreasonable? There are three anxieties. Do you understand?"

Tong Hua wanted to get up from the sofa as soon as she spoke, but before she could finish, the man quickly bounced over and threw her on the sofa with his body. "Honey, with that little trick of yours, you can escape my eyes?"

It was impossible to urinate. Tong Hua felt pain all over his body. After drinking, he became more temperamental and did not defend himself. He kicked the man on his body with all his teeth and hands. Su Minglang chuckled and held her down. The two of them came and went, and the poor sofa creaked under their weight and screamed incessantly.

After a long time, Tong Hua was tired, so he decided not to start.

Su Minglang pressed her down and leaned over her with his arms. After staring at her for a few seconds, he took the remote control by the sofa and pressed it. The light in the glass room changed. It was warm and yellow. With the light, there was music flowing slowly. The music flowed in and out of the room, giving her an intoxicated mind and a few more points of drunkenness, almost completely intoxicated by the atmosphere.

"Do you like it?"

Lights, music, and Su Minglang's hoarse magnetic voice made Tong Hua nod his head dazzled.

Su Minglang took a sip of the wine from the glass next to her and gulped it down. Then he leaned over and half crawled on her body. A big hand held her hand tightly and slowly closed his eyes. The tip of his nose was pressed against hers. He rubbed it piteously.

His palm was very hot, with a thin layer of calluses, but it did not appear rough. His lips were very hot, and when he touched her a little bit, it made her itchy and hard to handle, and soon he made her dry. Got up. With his eyes closed, he felt his lips stop at her lips and touch them lightly -

Her heart moved, her eyelids trembled, and her body trembled abnormally.

Without thinking, he flicked the water and moved away without going deep, landing on her chest along her chin.

Her heart choked, and her fingers tightened.

"Su... Su... Minglang..."

"Honey, I'm here..."

Sensing the force in the woman's hand, Su Minglang did not raise his head and gave a vague reply. He tightened his arms and hugged her even tighter. One by one, crazy kisses that suffocated her slowly spread across her body, as if she wanted to kiss every inch of her body.

However, no matter how enthusiastic she was, it was not what she was really looking forward to...

Sex without a kiss is not love.

Her heart sank. She did not reject his teasing, but her body, which had just been ignited by him, stiffened inexplicably. The alcohol had cleared his mind a lot, and even the music in his ears was so noisy that it had lost all of its beauty.

The man naturally noticed her reaction.

When he stopped kissing her, he pulled her head over, gently pinched her chin with his fingers, gently rubbed her lips with his thumb, and stared at her closed eyes, his voice was mute.

"Tong Hua..."

Tong Hua didn't know why he liked to call her by her name so much, but even if she was unhappy, she didn't want to go against him anymore. If she gets angry, if she gets angry, it's her own fault. With that thought in mind, she opened her eyes, one by one, to open the fingers that he had pinched on her chin, and to pull an unnatural smile. Her eyes were in the glass room of the city's night sky, more beautiful and sparkling than the neon in the distance.

"Su Minglang, did you call me for something?"

Generally speaking, when her name was Su Minglang, she was either teasing or distant.

Su Minglang also understood that.

Looking at her, he asked, "You have nothing to say to me?"

Tong Hua shook his head. "I just said to go to the bathroom. You won't let me. There's nothing to say now."

"This little mouth is really good at talking." Su Minglang locked her eyes, his voice as low and husky as ever, but his deep eyes were obviously heavy. He rubbed his thumb on her lips again, rubbed it a few times, and suddenly put his thumb into her mouth, repeatedly moving the tip of her tongue, and said in a low voice.

"Tong Hua, why didn't you ask me?"

"Ask you what?" The tip of Tong Hua's tongue was attacked. After a few hiccups, he pulled his hand away.

"Ask me, why haven't you kissed lately?"

Su Minglang's low voice made Tong Hua's heart freeze.

She thought about it a thousand times, but never thought that he would ask so directly. Yes, she wanted to know, especially why he could kiss anywhere but not her mouth?

But now, looking at his gloomy eyes, she was not sure what he really thought.

She adjusted her slightly discolored face and raised her eyebrows. Her half-drunk cheeks were flushed and she smiled.

Why should I ask? Of course I know the reason."

"You know?" Su Minglang paused and looked at her strangely.

"Yeah, it's not a secret."

Su Minglang pinched the palm of her hand on her chest and hummed with disbelief.

He held his hand in his hands as fast as he could. Tong Hua thought to himself, he's too much of a beast, but he smiled innocently and said, "Isn't it just that you have bad breath? You're afraid I'll find out."

"... I have bad breath?" Obviously, he didn't expect her to answer like this. Su Minglang was stunned for two seconds. His brows furrowed and he was hit again. He grabbed her even harder.

"Honey, did the cat bite your nose?"

Tong Hua pounced twice, but his strength was not as strong as his, so he simply rolled his eyes.

"The cat didn't pick up the nose, but it was often bitten by pigs."

"..." Who is the pig who likes to nibble on his nose when someone is deflated

Seeing this, Tong Hua smiled. "Am I wrong? It's not bad breath, so tell me?"

Su Minglang stared at her but remained silent for a long time. It took a long time for him to say something.

"I'll leave a little regret for myself."

Regret?

The man's tone was a little bleak, a little helpless, a little lonely, but fell into Tong Hua's ears, and involuntarily shivered. Her body trembled, and her heart sank. She turned her head to the outside and looked at the raindrops on the glass, so she stopped asking.

Why should I regret it? They are husband and wife. This kind of thing has happened countless times.

No matter how open-minded a woman was, she would taste sour. She thought to herself that Tong Hua's derogatory words would slip out of her mouth.

"Su Minglang, don't feel inferior if you have bad breath. Just like you are a sharpshooter, no one will despise you."

Speaking of this, she ignored the man's desire to eat her eyes. She thought for a moment and then said with a smile that seemed not to be very good, "Don't look at me in a daze. I said, can I trouble you to hurry up, or do it quickly, or go down and sleep. It's very cold here."

She had thought about it before she said that. Anyway, it was a knife to stick out his head and a knife to shrink his head. After cleaning up this evening, he couldn't avoid it. It was better to hurry him up and go back to sleep.

However, the word "Quick shooter" was a stab in Su Minglang's heart.

"Tong Hua, let you look down on me -!" Gritting his teeth, he glared at him. The veins on the man's forehead popped out and he pinched her with all his might, then went to split her legs. Tong Hua was so hurt by his rough movements that he scratched his neck with his fingers reflexively.

Su Minglang paused, his eyes hurting even more. Like a beast that smelled blood, he was eager to prove his ability to his woman. He didn't care what she was feeling right now. He pressed her down hard on the sofa. He ripped off his towel and was about to kill her.

Tong Hua was prepared, but she didn't expect it to be like this. At this moment, Su Minglang seemed to be crazy, and her heavy hands and feet made her extremely uncomfortable. Even if she wanted to follow him, she couldn't withstand his violent attack. I don't know if she wasn't ready at all or if the two of them didn't have the same physical structure, so they couldn't get in after coming down several times.

In this way, Su Minglang was even more ashamed, his eyes were red, and he forcibly plundered, while Tong Hua, who was made uncomfortable by him, struggled even harder.

Throughout the process, the two of them did not say a word. In addition to the heavy breathing, only the sound of music still flowing. In the music, tearing and panting, the two of them seemed to be engaged in a hand-to-hand battle. It's a long story, but it's actually very short. Men are born with different strengths, and soon they can't control him.

Straight to the point!

"Bastard!" With a cry, Tong Hua snorted, listening to the man's satisfied sigh, and the painful moan stuck in her throat, making her eyes red with pain.

"How dare you say I can't?"

"Get lost! How would I know..."

"... Tong Hua!" Gasping for breath, the master, who had never suffered a loss before, was really going to be driven mad by her attitude. He adjusted his posture and stopped trying to hold back the thought of exploding. Her arms lifted her up easily, and her tall body bent down. The body that was hotter than a red iron pressed against her.

"Su Minglang...!"

Tong Hua's lips were open and his eyes were wide open. He could no longer complete a sentence. It hurt so much that he almost burst into tears. Su Minglang naturally knew that her body could not stand her, but now he was too eager to prove to her that he was a man. He couldn't care less and rubbed her comfortingly, his voice low and hoarse.

"Just a moment."

"Bullshit! You bastard. You never mean what you say..."

Su Minglang stared at her with green eyes. His eyes were filled with anger and his adam's apple slid. His body was so hot that he could not think much. He pinched her and went in and out like a wild beast.

The sofa squeaked, and Tong Hua's entire skeleton was almost crushed by him. His nails were stuck in his back, and he was a little regretful for provoking him just now.

"Honey, I haven't done it in almost half a year..."

The man was panting, sweating like rain, his eyes like fire, his muscles like iron, and his completely deranged appearance was like a hellish god who practiced kung fu and went off like a demon. His body around her was screaming for her, and his eyes were red with evil breath. It was more like he wished he could break her, eat her, or die on her.

In short, that evil nature, very violent, very unruly, very strange...

Being one with her again made his heart go crazy. Or rather, he had never been able to stand her temptations. This woman was like a little witch who was capable of making love voodoo. Once she touched her, it would burn like a raging fire. With his self-control, there was no way to suppress it.

Fire, burning! Keep burning! It burned through every corner of his body.

He had a wonderful taste there, but tong tian had a different idea.

In his mind, the man's attack became even more ferocious, almost cutting her. Not only did Tong Hua feel pain all over her body, but she felt more like she was suddenly gripped alive by someone. She did not know what kind of psychological state she was in. Before she could analyze it, her throat choked and she gritted her teeth. The foot that had been curled up alive by him shook off his grip.

"Su Minglang, did you do that? You might as well kill me!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a "Honk," and the soles of his feet hit his cheek with a solid kick.

Tong Hua froze, Su Minglang froze.

She used to shake off two of his big earshavers, but he didn't expect her to kick him in the face this time. Under normal circumstances, with su Minglang's agility, he certainly wouldn't let her kick him, but at this moment, his whole mind was buried in her body, where would he be prepared?

Just slap her, and now she's being kicked in the face by a woman's foot -

When has he ever suffered such a big loss since he grew up? Besides, is that why she doesn't want to do it with him?