See You Tonight, Master Su

There's no mistake in looking for her.

With that in mind, she repeated her previous thoughts to him.

Unexpectedly, the man who had just interrupted her outside agreed very readily this time. He promised to communicate with Su Nian in the future. Naturally, Su Minglang would not tell Tong Hua to come. This time, he was not sure about su niang. He always teased Tong Hua's lesson.

Tong Hua nodded, thinking about it, and suddenly remembered something.

"Hello, hubby. I have something to ask you."

Su Minglang's foxy eyes were half narrowed, and he stared at her with a dark twinkle. His thin lips were smiling, and he raised his eyebrows. He slowly spat out a word, "What do you want to ask? Hurry up and ask for good work."

Tong Hua was a little speechless when he saw the look in the stinky man's eyes.

She glared at him fiercely before seriously frowning. "Minglang, I remember you saying that you let go of Zhang Long at that time... It seems like that. Am I right?"

Su Minglang frowned and nodded. "That's right."

"So, is Zhang Long still in london?"

"I don't understand."

"That's strange. I think I saw him that day."

Su Minglang's brows twitched and his eyes narrowed as she asked in her pressing manner, his whole body lying lazily in the bathtub, lazily watering her body and telling her in a stately tone.

"You wanted to invite Zhang Long over for dinner during that time, so why are you hating him now? Why isn't he dead yet? Business matters! He had to learn a lesson about such a big thing. What's the problem?"

There was nothing wrong with it. He said it logically and scientifically.

But tong tian always felt something was wrong because there were too many coincidences. One thing is coincidental, two things are coincidental, three, four, five, six, seven have met, that must not be so simple.

At the thought of coincidences, her yawning mouth was slightly open, and before she could close it, she remembered one thing: when her uncle gave her to Zhang Long, how did Su Minglang find out that she had been ambushed in advance?.

At this thought, the corners of her lips rose and she smiled sweetly at su Minglang.

"Honey, are you hiding nothing from me?"

"Yes." Su Minglang's eyes flashed.

"Hmm?"

With his back against the wall of the bathtub and Su Minglang's elbows propped up, he threw a handsome and cool charming look at tong liang, and a pair of soul-stirring eyes fell on her. In the hot mist, her body became more and more delicate and white.

Tong Hua put his hands around his arms. "Say it!"

Su Minglang smiled and raised the corners of his lips as he admired the liveliness of life. His answer was very natural.

"Actually... I went there to ask about you."

"Ah? Then shouldn't I feel honored?"

The corners of Tong Hua's mouth twitched in an exaggerated way, playing with him.

In her heart, she felt that this explanation was more reasonable and closer to the truth.

She remembered that when su niang took her to see Su Minglang, Tong Hua had just met Su Minglang, who had returned to china for two years. One day, his love suddenly evaporated, and five years later, he met him as his nephew's girlfriend. However, when she thought about that day, Su Minglang did torture her psychologically, but Su Minglang had just returned to china and looked for her first..

In a flash, she was beautiful again.

Thinking of it this way, the man had put some effort into himself.

Her little hand rested on his shoulder again, and her tone softened a lot. "That's settled, hubby. Su Nian is not allowed to do anything when he grows up, and I can't help you with your business, but you have to tell me in advance what's dangerous in the future."

"Sure!"

Su Minglang answered faintly, narrowed his eyes, and fixed his attention on the serious face that was just a short distance away. He looked at her rosy face and her charming spring life, which was shrouded in mist.

"Daughter-in-law, can we change the subject?"

"Say what?"

"Your little husband is angry."

Facing his eyes, Tong Hua curled his lips and wanted to cry.

What kind of material is this stinky bastard made of? The two of them were clearly talking about something serious. Why were they talking about it? Did he talk about it again?

With a snort, she gave him a hard look and thought about it.

Is it better for her to fight back or act coquettishly? Would it be better to let him round up and squash it, or would it be better to simply be a little dogleg and open the door generously and invite Su Minglang to come?

Su Minglang's eyes darkened when he saw her hesitant expression.

"Honey..."

Bringing her into his arms, his black eyes were in the ripples of the water, deep and affectionate with Su Minglang's unique wind. The charm and charm of the tickle made his forehead press closer and closer, and his palm slid across her beancurd-like back, pinching her repeatedly.

"Be good, don't move. My husband will pinch your back for you."

So good?

Tong Hua's beautiful eyes were slightly kissed. Under the light, it was like lighting up.

The next second, she believed. A second later, she was stunned again.

Waves and waves of comfort sent shivers through the cells, causing her hair to tingle. This stinky man is not rubbing her back for her. He is just a pervert in disguise.

Her heart was stifled, and her face was throbbing with enthusiasm again. Her whole body was as red as a boiled prawn, and that feeling made her feel particularly dispirited. Every time she was touched by him, she was shy and shy. Even if she wanted to restrain herself and repeatedly reminded her that nothing was wrong, she just couldn't change this habit.

"My wife, you are so white."

With a low smile, Su Minglang's compliments were usually straightforward. Without any embellishment, there are not many artistic cells. It's pretty, it's white, it's nice, it's cool, it's small, it's nice, it's usually so simple and direct.

In Su Minglang's praise, Tong Hua bit her lips and remained silent.

The smile on the man's lips deepened, and he half-narrowed his eyes, looking at her with a pair of dark eyes. Seeing that he was holding her like this, she was really comfortable, so she resisted something that was constantly fermenting on her body and carefully rubbed her porcelain white body with her burning palm.

"Are you comfortable?"

"Yes." Tong Hua answered honestly.

"I'll give you a press, and you'll feel more comfortable later."

"Yes." He didn't hit her hard. She was really comfortable with the pressure and closed her eyes like a cat.

"Honey, feel your conscience and say yes to you, okay?"

Men can be pretentious at times. Even a man like Su Minglang has the same bad habits as a man. He has to curry favor with his own woman in order to balance his actions.

But when he asked, Tong Hua answered him with the same "Yes."

Or rather, she didn't have the energy to say another word.

Su Minglang's eyes darkened, but his hand did not change, but his tone sank. "Hmm? What? Hmm? I have to ask my husband to give me two good shots later, huh? Do you understand?"

"Then you press it properly first." Tong Hua yawned and was about to fall asleep.

"It's a deal." Thinking of the good news for a while, Su Minglang simply picked her up from the water, wrapped her up in a large bath towel, and laid her flat on the semi-circular platform beside the big bathtub, and systematically pressed her from top to bottom.

I didn't expect Su Minglang to be so professional. Su Minglang used to give her a push when she was pregnant, but he wanted to make her feel better then. Maybe he didn't!

Tong Hua snorted comfortably, enjoying himself even less.

Of course, Su Minglang enjoyed himself. His skin was soft and supple, a little whiter than the white jade and willow wool. It's smoother than porcelain, more transparent than jade, and more texture than milk.

What a good thing?

But when he pressed it, his hand didn't listen to his brain. It became irregular and the place where he pressed it was not right. Tong Hua opened his eyes and his feet were tightly tied to his death. He trembled slightly and looked at him with red lips.

"Su Minglang, can you finish your service first?"

"Yes." Su Minglang's voice was low and deep, and before he could finish, his strong chest pressed down forcefully, holding her small body firmly in his arms, gently rubbing her with his own body. The heavy breathing in his nostrils bit her face unevenly, and his lips reached the root of her ears.

"Baby, let your husband kiss you first."

"... You, you pervert!"

Tong Hua punched him hard and his face turned red.

Su Minglang pinched the tip of her nose and gave a deep smile. Soon, he took off the towel on her body and bent down. He loved her and savored her.

A man and a woman folded together. One handsome, one beautiful, one bronze, one greasy white, one just one soft, one hard, one soft, one tall, one petite, the contrast between the super strength of the body and the color, the absolute best view to enjoy.

"Hubby..."

Tong Hua gasped and held his head in a shy pair of small hands. He inhaled deeply from his nostrils and his beautiful eyes narrowed, unable to see him clearly. All he knew was that his own sweetness kept spilling out of his mouth, and his steely and strong body clung to her, with the unique masculine tension of a man, passionately loving her.

He tasted it over and over again, and she couldn't help it.

...

...

Tick, tick...

It wasn't time, but the sound of water droplets from the ceiling dripping into the bathtub.

After some time, the two of them finally cleared up.

Whew! It was over, and Tong Hua was breathing heavily.

This time, they ended up on a large round platform by the bathtub.

Because of the "Emergency," Su Minglang didn't have time to use the hot spring. It was conceivable that Tong Hua had suffered a little. This made her a little confused. She was obviously more emotional than last night. Why was it harder than last night?

Fortunately, compared to the day in m country, it was really the difference between the world and the underground, and she was indeed beautiful. So from the beginning to the end, she just bit her lips and hummed, not wanting to affect the normal operation of the man.

However, she did not know that her small appearance of suppressing pain with all her strength made men feel even more distressed. Su Minglang was afraid that she had suffered, but he couldn't bear the pain. He was really holding it back. In her hum and hum, he couldn't help but say several times that he was still in a state of half-beast.

When he was done, he quickly retreated, quickly put the warm water away, and carefully placed her in the bathtub. His sharp brows tightened, and he felt a little remorse.

"Honey, is everything okay?"

"Well, nothing."

Tong Hua shook his head and sank into the warm water, making his body feel much more comfortable. Thinking of the feeling that every cell was going crazy just now, her face turned red and white, and she said strangely, "Honey, what's going on? I feel worse than last night..."

Su Minglang's eyelids trembled and he held her carefully. "My husband will be more careful later."

"What, come back? Do you want me to live?" Tong Hua rolled his eyes and pushed his hand away.

Su Minglang chuckled. "Let me see."

"No!" Tong Hua blushed and became nervous again.

This man was still like before, occasionally touching her mouth, but never deeply kissing her. But he didn't meet them, but he loved the ones below. Just as he had finished kissing her, he had eaten her inside and out, forcing her to surrender and not even breathe, so he finally got back to the point.

However, even though Tong Hua was Su Minglang's boss in this matter until today, she could only follow him. She didn't have much experience. If it wasn't for Su Minglang, she probably wouldn't have been so emotional. But she also knew that it was the love between husband and wife. I also know that not every man is willing to do this for his wife. There are too many men who only care about enjoying themselves.

At this point, Su Minglang was actually very good.

At least...

She thought about it and her face burned again.

At least she was very happy when he kissed her on the mouth.

Just as she was lost in thought, Su Minglang's hand that examined her had separated her feet. He frowned and looked down. His blood was boiling again, and she wanted to bury it in the water. Looking at the eagle he was still holding high, she was so scared that her toes curled up.

"Su Minglang, don't come again tonight."

"Okay."

Su Minglang agreed without hesitation. He examined her carefully and found that there was nothing wrong with her. He also loved her carefully and wiped her clean before he carried her out of the bathroom. Ignoring himself, he carefully served her as usual until she was dry and refreshed before putting her into bed and tucking her in.

Then.

In the dead of night, when tong tian dreamt of zhou gong again, Su Minglang started to make a scene again.

He didn't know whether he meant it or not, but he started scratching the bed again. The sound of scratching the bed fell into Tong Hua's ear like it was drilling into her heart. Within ten minutes, she surrendered again and did as he asked.

According to su Minglang, it wasn't that he didn't know how to cherish her. It was because he was afraid that something bad would happen to her, so he had to make up for it immediately.

Of course, he was the only one who understood what was really going on.

The result...

Su Minglang tried the condom that Shiguang had prepared for him that night. Originally, he thought that it would moisturize him, but the result was very aggrieved. As he said before, even if it was a large size or not, it still didn't fit him and made him very uncomfortable.

Tong Hua looked at his bitter face and finally felt sorry for him.

So she held back her face helplessly and refused to let him use it again.

No man likes to wash his feet in socks, and Su Minglang is no exception. He loves his wife even more than he secretly rejoices.

Just like before, this time he still made preparations for her home, pulled her to kiss her all over his mouth, and loved her once before entering her body. Moreover, in order not to hurt her body, he still applied a small amount of hot spring to himself.

He thought to himself that if he used it a few more times, it would probably be enough.

In the future, no more.

In fact, how many side effects could Shiguang's gift have? He himself had probably experimented thousands of times.

Fortunately, with the help of the divine medicine, Tong Hua was not as upset as before.

The two of them were like fish in water, hugging and hugging each other, not to mention how good that little relationship was, and su Minglang's occasional little nonsense was especially helpful.

A woman is a woman. Tong Hua would have been embarrassed if Su Minglang had said such nonsense, but this was a strange time. The more embarrassed and shameless he was, the more confused she became. She was obsessed and completely lost in his love affairs.