See You Tonight, Master Su

For a moment, he was both anxious and angry. He grabbed her waist and held her up in a combined posture. After thinking about it, he took the sheet casually and chided her hoarsely.

"Okay, I'll kill you. The moon is dark and the wind is high. It's the night of murder."

Sensing that he was striding out, Tong Hua's heart wrenched. "Where are you taking me?"

Su Minglang glared at her and went out of the glass room without saying a word. It was not the dark moon and the wind, but the dark moon. The rain was pouring down, giving each other a slight sense of coolness.

How can the summer rain be cold?

Ignoring her fear, Su Minglang walked straight to the edge of the large terrace, wrapped her arms around her and laid the sheets on a large wooden table before releasing her body. A pair of wolf eyes glared at her, and her movements were extremely predatory and domineering.

"Tong Hua, you don't want to do it with me now?"

"..." Tong Hua was so frightened by his ruthlessness that her heart bristled. Suddenly, she had the illusion that she would die on this rooftop tonight

What should I do? Beg for mercy!

"Su Minglang, I accidentally kicked you in the face. I didn't want to pinch you either. Who made you... Who made you... Make me feel so bad? You are generous. You, look at this environment..."

At this point, she tilted her head and looked outside.

God! If you don't turn your head, you will be shocked.

Just less than a meter away from her was the edge of the top of the 25th floor building, and outside was the entire night sky. Although this building was taller than the buildings in the whole city, she did not have a state of mind that she would be the top of the mountain and look at the hills.

Su Minglang snorted. "Scared?"

Of course, Tong Hua was scared. He didn't have high blood pressure, but he was scared to death.

"Su Minglang, you're in a good mood. It's raining on the roof... But it's too much to say, but I'm afraid I can't cooperate with you..." She said in a particularly tragic tone. His fingertips gripped his arm tightly. Looking at him, he turned his head to look at the bottoms of the abyss from time to time. He breathed deeply in itchy air and finally calmed down. He curved his lips, raised his eyebrows, and gave him a sickly smile, then whispered.

"It's not really wonderful here!"

"I think it's beautiful. I look thousands of miles a day -" he brushed her hair hanging from the wooden table and leaned forward to avoid the rain. Her palms wiped the rainwater on her body, and then they came in and out again.

For a moment, Tong Hua's heart sank.

The rain was not heavy, but the water vapor kept filling her face. She could not see it clearly. In the mist, she saw that the rain fell all over his sturdy body, dripping down again and again, making his appearance even more ferocious and sinister.

The two of them were not talking, and she was completely pushed onto the square table by him. Su Minglang's violent force hit her spine and almost broke her waist. The hard and damp table behind her made her feel uncomfortable. That feeling made her feel like she was the flesh on his chopping block again.

Rain, sweat, on her forehead.

Her eyes were slightly cold, and she was gasping for air. She held on to him and wanted to strangle him. Su Minglang had a great time, standing at the top of the city, doing his own woman. It was a wonderful thing.

After some time, he leaned his head to her ear and hummed softly.

Tong Hua, tonight, I want you to see what a man is. Come on, change your position."

Startled, Tong Hua did not have time to say more. He hugged her waist and turned her over.

Ah!

As far as his eyes could see, there were thousands of lights much lower than the roof. The sky was drizzling with rain. He felt nervous and scared, and his body shrank to the extreme. Su Minglang chuckled behind her, his big hand around her waist, and he sighed with satisfaction the moment he met her again.

This is crazy!

This man is really crazy!

In a daze, Tong Hua had only one thought left.

The whole person faced the wild night sky, his body was cold and cold rain, behind him was a steaming man, there was no moonlight in the sky, only a warm yellow glow shining in the glass room. She did not turn her head, but the man had to force her face back so that she could look at his face.

"Tong Hua, look at me."

This was what he ordered. In his words of possessiveness, Tong Hua did not know whether the light was working or not, but his eyes were red, like a bloodshot beast. All she could do was to let the beast tear her apart, attack her, and train her again and again. From head to toe, she was completely eaten up by him.

She closed her eyes without looking at him.

Su Minglang stroked her white and greasy back with wet and burning palms and lifted her up to match her height, making each other's bodies closer to each other. In the panting and roaring breathing, her voice was magnetic and pleasant to hear.

"Wife, give me another child!"

And...?

In a daze, Tong Hua's body was cold and cold.

Now that her daughter is still in the country, she misses her so much that she can't see her. Xiaotaiyang now makes Su Minglang train all day long to be invisible. What does it mean to ask for another one and break up with her?

And now, she couldn't say it. Now, how could she have the heart to talk to Su Minglang like this? This man was acting like he was crazy.

There were so many doubts that she could not adjust her mind...

"Do you hear me? Speak!"

In his ferocious command, Tong Hua snorted, his watered eyelashes blinking, and he opened his eyes to look at him, while he also looked at her. His burning eyes were very focused... That kind of focus, a kind of focus that was easily addicted!

"Su Minglang..." I'm not her!

She could not utter the last few words.

Didn't you make up your mind just now, not to mention the past?

"What are you thinking? Lost in thought again, old man..." Su Minglang lowered his head and bit her shoulder, roaring in a low, deep voice. He brushed away the wet hair on her forehead, revealing her porcelain white face, covered in a raging flame, and buried the ferocity into her brocade warm body.

"I... I..." She didn't know what to say. Her voice was shattered and out of tune.

"Tong Hua... Call her husband..."

"Hubby! Hubby!"

Tong Hua was so sore that she could not wait for him to finish earlier. Naturally, he would cooperate with whatever he wanted to say. But as time went by, she thought she was going to die, and Su Minglang was not finished at all. She held her soft waist with her big hands, and her forehead was dripping with sweat or rain. Her breathing became heavier and heavier. From time to time, a few deep voices came out of his throat, which made him seem extremely satisfied.

Her vision was blurred and she was drenched.

Tong Hua really couldn't stand this kind of treatment...

"Su Minglang, can you... Can you hurry up?"

"Didn't you say that you can't have a husband? What if I don't prove it to you?" Su Minglang scratched her pale cheeks with his fingertips and looked at the small, unbearable look on her face. The resentment that he had been struggling with all night had finally been eased.

"If you dare to provoke me, why don't you finish it? Hmm?"

After holding it in for so long, Su Minglang finally managed to smooth it out tonight. His posture was naturally wild and wild. Every time he went to the end, every time he made her wail, but he did not spare her at all, and he used all his brutality to the extreme.

Bastard! Bastard!

Her heart was about to jump out of her throat, and Tong Hua could not help but sigh. She whispered, "Honey, gently..."

"Are you still smiling?" Su Minglang obviously still had a grudge in mind. The big hand that was holding her waist tightened. He pulled her up and put her in a more shameful position. The rhythm was so crazy that it seemed like he was going to tear her apart.

"I, I promise... I won't laugh anymore..."

"It's too late not to laugh!"

There was no point in saying anything. Tong Hua had no choice but to sit next to her. Her hair was drenched in the rain, and her body was dripping with sweat and rain. She exhaled helplessly and pitifully.

Tong Hua's sanity soon shattered into pieces.

Shaking her head incessantly, she could not stand where the roof was like this, and she did not want to cry out in accordance with her nature. But when it comes to doing things, sometimes you really can't let yourself go. Slowly, slowly, with the practice of Su Minglang's technique, her mind was out of control, and all her charm was pulled out by him. She looked as if Su Minglang had hit a dead end, and her mind could not be controlled by herself.

Sweet, gentle, angry, and tactfully accept...

Su Minglang shook the water off his head and narrowed his eyes dangerously. He put a hand on her and circled her evilly, as if he was comforting her and teasing her. The spring water moistened the steel, so it was much easier.

"You like it?" He murmured, his voice low, his head down, his forehead pressed against her forehead. The gentle ambiguity made Tong Hua's heart thump wildly, and all the cells in his body flutter.

"Don't... Press..."

"You like it."

Tong Hua was speechless after a slight groan. Whether she liked it or not, she could not express it. All she knew was that if she continued like this, she would not be able to survive this exciting and tumultuous battle in bed. No, she's not in bed yet. It's called a battle on the rooftop in the rain... Her mind is in a mess, and she suddenly has a bad idea that keeps popping up in her head.

After that, is it necessary to do this with Su Minglang in the future? If it cools him for a few days, I'm afraid I can't stand it anymore.

Yes, of course.

Women are born to find their own unhappy masters. As soon as she thought about it, she saw a picture of a man and that woman entangled in each other. They hugged and kissed.

If you don't want to, your body will be uncontrollably uncomfortable.

As soon as he felt uncomfortable, the place slowly dried up.

Naturally, Su Minglang could feel it. He patted her on the cheek, pulled her over to face him, and groaned.

"What are you thinking?"

"...

The little woman murmured softly, but did not speak. There was a voice of grievance in her throat. It was three pities and seven grievances, which made the man's heart melt. Her arms tightened even more emotionally around him and she murmured, "Don't hold yourself back..."

"... Murmured Tong Hua's soul.

She raised her face and kissed him on the chin.

Su Minglang sighed, and the beast within her became even more vicious.

She no longer had any strength left in her body, and the' buzzing' in her ears went on and on, not knowing whether it was the sound of wind, rain, or music. I don't know if this is a couple's fun that spreads all over the body, or if it is a lingchi that doesn't seem to end.

All she knew was that the two of them had been intertwined, from the rooftop to the glass house, from the glass house to the bedroom downstairs, from the bedroom to the bathroom, from the bathroom to the carpet in the bedroom... The whole process, she was completely delayed by him, feeling that she had never done such a crazy thing in her life, never experienced such detailed torture.

Until she cried in her dreams...

Until she fainted, he continued...

Staring at the unconscious woman, Su Minglang's every move was fierce and wild. His whole body was full of force, wild or violent, as if to make her submit to him, as if to fill the emptiness in her heart, as if to imbue her soul with ferocity. With every sprint, as he stared at her unbearable little face, he felt that all the oppression of the past six months had been filled that night.

Once again, he brought the crying little woman to the bathroom to clean up and put on a soft pajama for her. The two of them, who had been frantically entangled all night, were finally separated.

By this time, the sky outside the window had turned white.

He admitted that he was a little crazy.

All night long, he was like an insatiable beast, acting fiercely on her, completely ignoring her body. Therefore, when he washed her in the bathroom, he found that her white and greasy skin had been pinched out by his own finger marks, and it was heartbreaking, heartache, and remorse.

Of course, he was full, but he had no regrets.

Lying on the bed in the bedroom, looking at the exhausted little woman, Su Minglang was not sleepy at all.

She was crying so hard just now that he had never seen her cry so hard. But it was very strange, I don't know if there was resentment or hatred in his heart. The more she cried, the more her delicate appearance made him become a beast, and he wanted to tear her apart. Looking at the way she sobbed and said no, with her mouth wide open and her voice hoarse from crying, he was extremely satisfied.

He put his arm around her and patted her on the back to comfort her.

His little woman must have been scared today.

Lowering his head, he gently stroked the fingermarks. The water dripped from his forehead, which had just been washed, onto her neck and slid slowly into the neckline of his pajamas, making his throat and eyes dry again.

The woman in her sleep frowned as soon as her hand reached out. She stopped him with her wrists, her tone as if she was complaining and acting like a spoiled child, more like she was blaming him for bullying him, and she murmured in a low voice.

"Honey... No more!"

As her adam's apple slid, Su Minglang swallowed and finally suppressed the thoughts that she wanted to bury in her body again. She patted her back slowly and coaxed her to sleep.

"Sleep well. No, no."

"Mmm..." She sighed and fell asleep again.

The woman holding him, Su Minglang sighed. Just as he closed his eyes, there was a knock on the door.

"President -"

The person who called him was Gu Ji, who was also awake all night.

Su Minglang glanced at the unconscious little woman in his arms, slowly pulled her hand away, pulled the quilt over her body, put on a nightgown, and walked over to open the door.

Looking at the green-faced Gu Ji, he pointed to the rest room on the other side, obviously afraid of waking Tong Hua, and deliberately lowered his voice.

"Over there."

Then he turned his hand and closed the door.

The moment the room was closed, Gu Ji could see through the crack of the door the mess and scenery in the room. His throat moved, his eyes drooped, and he quietly followed Su Minglang.

Of course, he heard everything that happened last night.

There was a sour feeling in her heart, but more of it was actually numbness, and there was also an indescribable sense of frustration!

In contrast to his dispirited state, Su Minglang, who had not slept for a night, was visibly refreshed, with a vivid expression coupled with the wet stains on his head, as if he had just steamed out a comfortable sauna.

Sitting on the sofa in the lounge, he lit one and took a satisfied breath.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Last night, I received a message from chairman su."

I received it last night, but at that time, he had no way to disturb him.

Upon hearing Suzie's name, Su Minglang's fingers, which were holding a cigarette, moved slightly and his brows lifted, revealing a sarcastic smile. "What did he say again?!"

Gu Ji sat quietly across from him, his voice calm but a little hoarse.

"Just a few words."

Taking another puff, Su Minglang teased him and waited for him to continue.

Raising his eyes, gu ji repeated expressionlessly, "My good nephew, there will be a big gift soon."

A big gift?!

Su Minglang rubbed his forehead with a cigarette between his fingers, his throat twitching slightly, savoring a few words from Suzie, and his brows involuntarily locked.

"Got it."

He knew that with Suzie's gang in m country, he would not let it go. If he didn't get more for himself, how could the old fox's heart go down? Hateful that he was abroad, and m nationality, he refused to enter the country even if he died, and he could not be fooled back. Otherwise, how could I let him get away with it until now?

Now there was a stalemate between him and Suzie.

Su Minglang didn't dare to offend him, and he couldn't do it openly. It has not been a year or two since they fought in secret. With each other's past and future, he did not suffer a loss, but for a moment, he could not completely remove the tumor.

But strangely enough, if Su Minglang wanted to mess with him, how could he have warned him beforehand?

Unless there was something for him.

However, how could the old fox really give a good gift?!

Seeing that he had been silent, Gu Ji knew that he must have something in mind. Her eyelids drooped, she thought about it, then suddenly said, "President, why did you bring that woman here?"

That woman?