See You Tonight, Master Su

After staring at him for a few seconds, she slowly approached him, her elbow gently wrapped around his arm, and for the first time since the incident on the rooftop below the building, she smiled sincerely at him and spoke softly.

"The gains and losses of life are actually accompanied by each other. Some things are lost, then fate will definitely arrange for you to get a better one. The time has come. Look at the most sad days have passed. If you burn them, you will burn them. Some feelings, buried in the bottom of your heart, are the best people."

In an instant, it hit the softest corner of Su Minglang's heart. His eyes flickered and he looked at his woman's big, watery eyes. His throat was blocked. He reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist. He tightened, tightened again. Ignoring abbot Jingkong who was saying' Amitabha', a kiss fell on her forehead.

"Darling, let's write another one."

She was right. The gains and losses were all in one thought. Losing is for the better.

Since the old things had been burned down, he would treat it as if the cloud did not exist. No matter who owed whom, no matter how many grudges, they were all buried with the fire, and she was just his little woman, nothing else.

With this thought in mind, he hesitated for a long time and then suddenly found a correct direction. With a smile on his lips, he relaxed.

Pursing her lips tightly, Tong Hua stared at the uncertain man, her heart oozing with water.

He had just looked like a mournful, mournful, evil, and sinister person, but two or three minutes later, his brows fluttered with joy. Apart from sighing, she looked at his dark eyes, and her heart was in a mess for no reason.

There is no emotion, no joy, no sadness, it is complicated.

Once again, he donated a considerable amount of incense money to the temple, and the monk soon took over a brand new merit book. Borrowing the pen and ink from the host's meditation room, Su Minglang picked up the pen and began to write.

He wrote it and handed it to the monk, but he didn't show it to Tong Hua. He just smiled and used his big hand to lift the hair on her forehead, fondly stroked her face and said with a half-smile.

"In a few more years, let's bring our children to see them."

Compared to him, Tong Hua was rather speechless...

It has to be said that sometimes, the more intelligent a man is, the easier it is for his head to be caught in the door and kicked by a donkey when it comes to emotional matters. Just as Su Minglang was about to bury his past and start living with Tong Hua again, he did not expect that a fire he thought was directed by god was not only man-made, but also the tip of the iceberg in a huge conspiracy that had been launched around him.

Moreover, because he did not investigate deeply and did not find out the existence of this conspiracy, the gap between him and Tong Hua was so small that it led to a dead link that could never be solved.

Su Minglang's mood did not seem to have been affected much by not finding what he was looking for. Because his woman's attitude towards him had changed significantly. At the very least, there was definitely something emotional in her eyes when she looked at him in the meditation room that she was hosting just now.

At noon, a group of seven people had a fast meal at the temple.

Su Minglang was no stranger to this temple. Holding Tong Hua's little hand, he took a few of his entourage, turning around, turning left and right, and soon came to a place with a sign that said "The fasts hall."

It could be seen that the host had already greeted them before, and as soon as the group of people who had come to eat the fast had sat down, two middle-aged scholars came to warmly welcome them.

There was a big table of people sitting together for dinner, and the table was decorated with the wonderful words of a national treasure like Ai Mu. It was impossible not to be lively. As he ate and spoke, he was enjoying himself.

The vegetarian meal was very simple. Beans, pickles, bamboo shoots and so on were common foods. But it was a coincidence that there was a plate of fried carrots and a bowl of steamed pumpkins on the table. Tong Hua couldn't help but smile when she thought of the untidy song that ai mu sang on the way here today.

For most people, staying in a temple is more or less awe-inspiring. Tong Hua was no exception, sitting in the fast room, in the temple, listening to the chanting and ringing of the bell that drifted into his ears from time to time, and a lot of solemn and sacred feelings arose in his heart.

However, she did not expect that Su Minglang, as the six unclean men, was not as awed by the temple as she was. After a quick meal, he told Gu Ji the time and place to gather for a while, then separated from the crowd again, and led Tong Hua to the back yard, where the two of them had completely crossed the line.

Along the steps, he stepped over the mossy slate. In the shade of the trees in the backyard, there was a small pond with a hidden environment. There were countless fish of all sizes in the pond, and the bones of the pond contained a rockery full of traces of time. On the rockery, turtles of all sizes climbed motionlessly, lazily reflecting the years of the ancient temple.

"Honey, did you have a good time today?"

Sitting on the edge of the pond, Su Minglang hugged her with his back against the stone railing and a light-striped casual shirt with two buttons open. From his open chest, it could be seen that his solid chest was heaving.

"Good!" Tong Hua allowed him to hold him and leaned half against him, looking at the fish swimming in the pond, pondering his emotions, then turned his head to look at him. "Why did you bring me here?"

"You don't like it?" Staring at her face, Su Minglang's devilishly handsome face was tinged with a different kind of excitement than usual. Under the shade of the trees, the shimmering light in the bottom of his eyes seemed to have an amber glow.

"There's nothing you like or dislike. It's just a temple."

Looking down, Su Minglang's eyes fell on her hair. "Honey, I used to come here a lot."

Raising an eyebrow, Tong Hua placed his elbow on the stone railing, stared at the pond, and answered casually.

"With whom?"

The man pulled her face over, pinched her nose, and looked at her with a twinkle in his eyes. "You're here in your heart."

Tong Hua was surprised by his words, but he understood what he was thinking in a flash. One by one, he pulled his fingers apart, with a faint mockery in his inarticulate laughter.

"Haha, who is in my heart? I really don't dare to ask for it. I can only hold someone else in my hand."

With a low laugh and a hint of sourness in her tone, Su Minglang felt a little better for no reason. His eyes were fixed on her, and he did not answer. He was obviously very impressed by her sour taste.

The more he looked, the rarer his heart became. The rarer his eyes became.

It was no wonder that Su Minglang wanted birds and beasts when he saw her, but that Tong Hua was indeed the kind of woman who could easily ignite a fire. Not only was she beautiful, but she was placed among beautiful women. She was an outstanding person. Especially in Su Minglang's heart, there was nothing wrong with her whole body. Or rather, she was the only one who liked him.

Men, the first thing that comes to mind when you like them.

Hugging her own heart and feeling her soft body nestled in her arms, Su Minglang's body quickly became hot and dry. And the thing below, who was even more aggressive than him, had already become arrogant. This husband and wife who get along with each other day and night, can actually taste the taste again after half a year, one taste did not expect it to be dry and ruthless, and wait for five days, can he feel better?

It was like a recluse who had drugged himself. He had just started to quit. Drugs were very uncomfortable, but as the ring went on for a long time, it gradually healed. However, once he relapsed, tasted the good taste, and then cut off the food, wouldn't the tip of his heart be fire? When he thought of that, his mind was filled with the feeling of losing his soul when they were embedded in each other.

His eyes warmed up, and his gaze on her darkened a little. Lowering his head, he slowly pressed it against her face and sighed vaguely, "Darling, my husband wants you..."

Hearing his words, Tong Hua's expression immediately became highly nervous.

His body, which had been leaning against him, suddenly stiffened.

"Are you crazy?"

"... My husband is awake, but he really wants to die." Seeing that she was like a frightened little bunny, and that she wanted to back off when she said that, Su Minglang frowned, tightened her waist, steadily tucked herself into his arms, lowered his head and tried to bite her.

"Minglang, I warn you, don't mess around. This is not a place!"

The injury had just healed, so don't say or do it. Just thinking about it now, Tong Hua's heart was leaking, her head was numb, and her whole body was in pain. Naturally, her physiological reaction was beyond her consideration. Subconsciously, she pushed him away, her body retreated, and her face froze.

"Wife-!"

Su Minglang was so disgusted by her that he gritted his teeth.

To put it bluntly, how could he not know that this was not a place for business? Although that remark just now was true, it was more of a couple flirting, teasing his little woman, just to satisfy his cravings.

But knowing it was completely different from being rejected without mercy. Poor Su Minglang became more and more uncomfortable as she stared at him with her obviously guarded and unwilling eyes.

After clearing his throat, he awkwardly pulled his slightly puffed pants and moved over to hug her. The strength on his arm was retracted, and his dark eyes narrowed slightly.

"Tong Hua, what's wrong now? Am I so unpopular with you?"

Tong Hua stiffened and could not answer.

Actually, she doesn't dislike her. But if she were to say that she liked him very much, or that she loved him very much, it was certainly not sincere. In short, she herself could not sum up how she felt about him. However, no matter what her mood was, she did not want to make a fuss with him, nor did she want to make a fuss about herself.

So she shook her head, took a breath, and said faintly.

"Don't think too much. It's me. I really don't want to do that."

Her hesitation and refusal fell into Su Minglang's eyes, and the palm that fell on her waist tightened and tightened.

There is a saying that men are all sluts, and the more awkward the more rare. So was Su Minglang. He didn't really want to work here with her. After being rejected so ruthlessly by her, his thoughts actually became more lively.

This place was very secluded, and when he saw that there was no one around, he stared at her for a few seconds, then picked her up by the waist, found the wind behind the rockery in the pond, and sat him on his own lap. His long skirt was placed down, and he hugged her and nibbled on her without caring. He looked like a carnivore who had never eaten meat in eight lifetimes, gasping for air.

"Honey, I really want to do you here..." This place is really exciting. They are in the car, on the rooftop, in the pool, not in the wild yet.

"Minglang, if you do this again, I'm angry."

Tong Hua frowned fiercely, his head constantly tilted to the left and right to avoid his attack. There was fear, anger, and a faint fear in his eyes.

What happened that night left a terrible impression on her.

Su Minglang knew what was going on, but he knew better than to stop touching her just because she was afraid. In that case, she would be fine, and he would suffocate to death. So, no matter what, he had to get things back together, find a chance to do her, give her a good physical examination.

As for now...

Of course, he wouldn't really do it either. He was just clinging to her and sucking on her to give her a good taste. Not only was he reluctant to let go of his hand, but he also drew fire from his internal organs. Even if you can't do it, you can get some money. As a result, a pair of sparking eyes, staring at the struggling little woman like a wolf, with big hands roaming freely around her body, the muscles all over her body were about to break.

As he rubbed and pinched, he gently coaxed, "Honey, darling, don't be afraid of me..."

"No! Get up... I really don't want to..."

"I know." With her soft pink ear beads, Su Minglang's voice was tinged with lust. In an empty and quiet environment, she sounded especially sexy and affectionate. "Darling, honey, just kiss me. Don't twist me if I don't move you."

Huff and puff...

His breathing was rapid and his movements were wild...

Hearing this, Tong Hua felt much less nervous. But I still think he's a beast. In a quiet place like this temple, I had a fast meal just now. Not only did he not quit, he became even more serious. Would such disrespectful behavior not be afraid to disturb the bodhisattvas and buddhas in the temple?

Tong Hua was naturally a little shy about things like temples because he had read the scriptures after his parents left.

Thinking of this, she felt a chill in her heart. In Su Minglang's aggressive attack, she fiercely bit him on the shoulder. When he gasped and looked over, she frowned and chided him.

"Stop it!"

The man looked at her in pain.

She also looked up at him. A few seconds later, she felt a chill on her lips, and the man's mouth came over.

His eyes widened. Tong Hua did not understand the situation and froze for a moment.

Su Minglang pressed her beautiful lips, her breath slightly panting, her heart burning with desire, the desire to not touch his woman for a few days was even higher. However, he only pressed his lips against hers and did not move any further.

That expression, like hesitation, like conflict, like entanglement, more like thinking... Just as Tong Hua felt that the breath would drown him, his warm lips reluctantly left her, sighed, lowered his forehead, pressed against her forehead, and his voice was light and hoarse.

"My wife has three days to go home. Shall we go on a date?"

Date?

From the intense fit he had just had, to the calm departure of his lips, from his excitement to calmness, Tong Hua's heart had been beating fast throughout the process, as if he had experienced a long time of Shiguang's suffering. But he still didn't kiss her.

She felt a little uncomfortable and stopped thinking about it.

Be a man and do things, pay more attention to the present.

Indeed, she had three days left on her vacation. When she returned to london, she was going to work, and Su Minglang was going to get busy. He had to start the life before him again, and things had to be found again. I didn't know if there was such a relaxed Shiguang. When she comes back here next time, I don't know when it is.

After thinking about it, she did not refuse and nodded lightly.

"Okay."

The woman's shallow breathing stimulated the man's adrenaline. Taking a deep breath, Su Minglang calmed down. With a slight smile in his eyes, he looked up and held her hands firmly, letting her fingers intertwine with his.

"Wife-"

After calling her name, he just stared at her and didn't say anything for a long time.

Tong Hua raised his beautiful eyebrows and looked back at him quietly. As long as he didn't force her to do that, she could handle her emotions very calmly. She gave up and asked him suspiciously.

"What do you want to say?"

Su Minglang pondered for a few seconds as he squeezed his fingers tightly together.

"Honey, don't leave me behind anymore."

Tong Hua was surprised. Who were they talking about leaving behind? This wasn't supposed to be Tong Hua's surprise, Tong Hua lamented. Tong Hua said this to Su Minglang, but the two of them went back.

That day at the temple, the two of them sat by the pond in the backyard and said a lot. Many children could not remember it. However, that long talk was the first time in half a year that the two of them had been in a peaceful state of conversation.

Although most of the topics they talked about were just idle gossip, they talked for so long without any emphasis. But when it comes to simple family matters, they have a different feeling of husband and wife.

In that environment, amidst the sound of the buddha, she even had the illusion that she had known him for a long time, and it seemed that she had sat in the same place, done the same thing, and said the same thing a long time ago.

The so-called sense of seeing is something or a scene that has never been experienced, but it can make people feel as if they have experienced deja vu at some time or somewhere.

In the next three days, the honeymoon between the two of them really began.

The two of them spent the entire day wandering around various attractions or streets in h state. The two of them began to talk more and more about each other.

With this experience, Tong Hua suddenly felt that Su Minglang was not as difficult as she had imagined. Although he pretended to be a monster outside, he was really nice to her. Basically, everything can be done according to her opinion, almost without blushing.