See You Tonight, Master Su

This hateful woman always has the instinct to provoke men. It was either this or that, and now the people around him were not with him anymore. Because, if it was someone else or something, even if he killed someone, Gu Ji would not frown, let alone kick the door to stop him.

What the hell is going on here?

He grimaced and smiled gloomily. "Gu Ji, if I really hit her, what will happen to you?"

To Gu Ji and Su Minglang, this sentence meant something to each other. But Tong Hua, who was huddled in his chair, did not understand the reason at all. In her opinion, Su Minglang meant that she, Tong Hua, was as frivolous as a social butterfly, having an affair with any man.

To zhang jie, she would understand what he said, but now, to Gu Ji, who came to break up the fight, he actually said the same thing.

This really pierced her heart.

For a moment, her anger surged into her head. She suppressed the tears in her eyes and took the words. Her voice was extremely cold.

"Su Minglang, our business has nothing to do with Gu Ji. Stop picking on others. I told you, you're the lord. You can do whatever you want. I don't want to argue with you, much less talk to you."

"Oh, you don't want to talk to me? Who the hell do you want to talk to?" The man was also very angry at the moment, and his words were even more unstoppable. He turned his head, grabbed her shoulders in a rage, and stared at her fiercely. His eyes were red, and he looked extremely evil.

Afraid that he would make a move, Gu Ji grabbed his arm without a trace.

"President..."

After shouting together, he paused and said earnestly, "President, madam, don't be impulsive... If there's anything, just say it. When you're angry, don't take it seriously, and don't say anything that you regret."

Gu Ji's ability to speak was limited, and these two sentences were obviously unconvincing.

With a cold snort in his nostrils, Su Minglang looked at it. His mind was like a gear with a hundred thousand motor installed. It was spinning rapidly and disorderly, losing its sanity. His eyes were red as if they were dripping blood, and his voice was hoarse as he commanded.

"Gu Ji, get down. Close the door."

"President..." Gu Ji frowned.

"Get down!"

The coldness on his face, as well as the deep annoyance in it, stunned Gu Ji.

Su Minglang rarely spoke so harshly to him.

Of course, over the years, he had never disobeyed his wishes. But at this moment, his eyes flashed across Tong Hua's small, pale, wronged face. His heart ached and he could not let go. After a second of silence, he frowned and said in a weak voice.

"Minglang, this matter, you..."

Before he could repeat the unskilled persuasion, Su Minglang interrupted him with a frown. His mind was in a mess and his words were cold and heavy.

"Comrade Gu Ji, this is an order!? Understand?"

Looking at him for a few seconds, Gu Ji slowly released his hand and closed it.

"Yes!"

He turned his head sideways, and under Su Minglang's cold gaze, he glanced at the couple, who were red with anxiety and quarreled like enemies. He was anxious for them, but when the word' command' came out, he could only retreat quickly and pull the door shut.

Tong Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought Su Minglang's thoughts would go down with Gu Ji's interruption. However, she did not expect that while the rv continued to drive, the man leaned over, loosened his collar, and forced her face again.

Keep staring... Keep staring.

That voice, a little colder than before? "Tong Hua, what do you think when you see so many men go crazy for you?"

What man went crazy for her? Tong Hua frowned.

Holding her head, the man pressed her over with a sneer. "Tong Hua, can't you tell?"

Thinking of Gu Ji's figure when he left, Tong Hua was stunned. But now, what can she say? Under the strong pressure of a man's body, he couldn't breathe easily, let alone think. She struggled reflexively, but with her little strength, how could she shake a man who could do it?

"Su Minglang, I don't know what you're talking about. You don't have a clear mind today. I don't want to tell you more."

The car door was closed, and no one would come in this time. The anger in the man's heart grew even more intense, and he became unscrupulous about her actions. His lips curled up coldly. He grabbed her wrists with one hand and pressed them over her head. With the other hand, he lifted her skirt and pulled down her underpants.

"You're the one who doesn't know. I'll teach you how to be a woman today!"

His voice was cold to the bone, and his words were vicious.

But the grievance in his eyes was also completely revealed. You know, a man who is always in high spirits no matter where he goes, a man who is strategic and makes decisions thousands of miles away, but he is helpless in front of a woman. That feeling really tickles his heart and lungs.

Yes, actually, he had nothing to do with tong tian.

Men, on the other hand, have a bad nature. In the face of a woman you love, but don't know how to face it, you often choose an extreme way, and sex is the first to bear the brunt, becoming a way for a man to prove his belonging and ability. Even if they regretted and felt guilty later on, they definitely couldn't control that much at the time.

"Su Minglang..." The coolness of her body against the leather chair made it easy for Tong Hua to think of the agony of that time. Frightened, she struggled with all her might in horror.

"I'm telling you, if you force me, I'll hate you!"

"If you hate it, hate it!" Su Minglang's eyes were red and his expression was sinister.

"Su Minglang... Calm down!" Tong Hua drank in a low voice, his voice hoarse and trembling slightly. A still moving foot kicked him hard. "There's someone ahead. Do you want to be heard?"

"Hear what's wrong? You are my woman. What's wrong with being a man?!" The man chided her coldly, like a willful child who had suffered a loss for a toy. He lifted her up and pushed her over.

Tong Hua could not help but shiver. A chill ran up his spine and his eyes were filled with horror.

"No!"

Su Minglang squinted at her helpless gaze.

After a moment, he didn't seem to be able to bear to look at it, or he was afraid to change his mind. She simply turned her body around with her back to herself and rode on it, silent and breathing fast.

"You don't want it? Don't want me. Who do you want?"

The man's face was livid and he drank coldly. Not caring that her body was trembling, not caring that her heart was throbbing. His usually self-controlled calmness was burned to ashes by jealousy, and his eyes were burning with anger. He patted her on the hip with all his might, held her down with one hand, ripped off the belt quickly, and pushed her into it with a straight face...

A while ago, when Tong Hua was studying the life of a husband and wife, he read a sentence on the internet. In a married life, a woman who is not pitied by a man is sad. Without love, without foreplay, it means that she is not happy or loved. Such a married life is no different from a violent one.

After she followed Su Minglang, except on that rainy night in m country. Every time after that, she almost never experienced the heartrending pain again. Because he pitied her and prepared her for the ultimate happiness of being a woman.

But now...

Someone in front of him was listening. He was as mad as a madman. What was the difference between violent and violent?

Her body was so dry that she could not accept him, but he did not care at all, nor did he have the intention to stop and let her adapt. He pushed forward with all his might, and the two of them, who were not very compatible with each other, were embedded together.

The journey was difficult, but he was determined to go his own way.

Not letting go, not stopping, as if she wanted to split her apart.

Tong Hua bit his lips and looked at him coldly.

The burning pain filled the weak parts of her body, but she felt that the pain was slowly spreading to her limbs and bones... He was too cruel, that unbearable rough and tough, stretching her whole body to seem to crack.

But.

She didn't want to cry, and she didn't want to make a sound. Her silent expression was as numb as a puppet controlled by someone...

She was holding on, unwilling to let the emotions that could collapse at any moment burst out pitifully in front of him.

In her heart, the relationship with Su Minglang was very important. Sometimes, she even felt that they were one after so much. Although he was very strong and domineering in his marriage and would make decisions for her no matter what, she never felt sorry for herself except for happiness. Basically, everything was up to him, and he was a real pain in the ass.

They treated each other sincerely because she lacked love and longed for the warmth of home.

And the happiness that had been bought so hard, for such a small matter... This man just treated her like this, did not cherish each other's feelings at all, and easily destroyed the relationship that two people had finally built up.

Swaying to his rhythm, her heart was ripped apart by waves, and her beautiful fantasy was shattered little by little.

Depressed, helpless... Since she was powerless to resist, she could only close her eyes, not walk away from her feelings, but her forbearance, however, challenged the man's nerves. Holding her in his arms, he became even more aggressive.

In another wave of pain, Tong Hua took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, but the mist in his eyes quickly filled his eyes.

"Su Minglang... You let me go..."

She couldn't stand it any longer. She pushed her with both hands and kicked her with her helpless feet. But she didn't expect that her refusal would open the door for him, giving him a chance to get in and fill her up.

Ah!

Tong Hua widened his eyes and curled up trembling.? "Su Minglang... You..."

The man narrowed his eyes and stared at the top of her hair. His eyes were cold. "Does it hurt?"

The mist in Tong Hua's eyes was thick, and a tear fell on the leather chair...

The man on top of her looked at the wet mark. "The pain is on me too."

With a hard heart, he picked up her waist, not only did he not retreat, but he increased his strength in her dryness. It hurt so much that she gripped the railing so tightly that her knuckles turned white and her mouth began to whimper.

"You... Bastard..."

"Tong Hua, remember this. Only I can give you this pain."

He squinted his sharp eyes, one, one, and another, as he walked through the body that he had long been so familiar with. Feeling the warmth and trembling of her body in the same pain and joy, she could not help but lower her voice, pant and bury her head, straighten her face, and kiss her lips fiercely.

"Woo..."

Tong Hua couldn't stand his tongue and bit him hard.

Under the pain, the man's strength increased, and the two of them bit together like beasts. She fought back with a whimper, only to receive a more intense attack from him.

"Su Minglang... How could you do this to me..."

Her voice was vague and sobbing. After he finally opened his mouth, she slowly turned her head and looked into her eyes.

And he, too, was looking at her. But he did not stop because of this, but his movements became faster and faster. And her poor head had to hit the edge of the car again and again, dizzy.

"Won't you be happy if you don't twist me?" Su Minglang's voice was mute, and his large palm touched her waist. His voice was sour. "If it was Cheung street, would you cooperate? Hmm? Tong Hua, is that how you want to find a man?"

Feeling the power that he was reaching deep into, Tong Hua tilted his head and was completely speechless.

In her helpless sobs, the man's eyes darkened and he suddenly lowered his head again. A kiss fell on her head and a drop of hot sweat fell on the spot where her tears had just fallen.

"Su Minglang, let's split up..." She mumbled weakly, her face pale as he pulled her away from him.

Su Minglang's adam's apple stopped and he stared at her with a twinkle in his eyes.

Share? How could it be divided?

Ever since su Minglang came back to find her, he never thought that one day he would be separated from her, let alone now...?

Deep in love and hatred, he admitted that he had lost control of his emotions. But did this woman ever think that he was a man, and he would be in pain, that she would ignore him, that she didn't care, that her attitude towards zhang jie, had also tugged at his heart?

Besides, why is it so easy and so easy for her to talk about separation?

Staring at her injured face, his adam's apple slid, his expression unchanged, and he pulled up his pants with a sneer.

"Tong Hua, it's not up to you to tell me."

"You... Why?"

Don't forget, we talked about this before. As long as I don't know, you can't think about it!"

Tong Hua froze for a moment, her back straightened, and she gasped. "Su Minglang, you seem to have forgotten that even if there is a promise in black and white, I can sue the court for divorce."

"Court?" Su Minglang sat next to her, picked a corner of his mouth, and slowly took out a cigarette to light it. He added two words, neither salty nor light.

"Naive!"

Tong Hua was exhausted. Her hair was scattered across the chair, and her small face was overshadowed by the light from the window. Lying there feebly, her eyes narrowed slightly, holding on to her remaining dignity. His hand slowly covered his cramping stomach, his injured ankle moving back, and his body slowly curled up.

At this moment, she felt that the man's posture was too' tall', and she was so low that she was about to fall into the dust.

A bitter smile!

She was really naive. In fact, when did she and Su Minglang really get even? The two of them did not speak along the way, and when they returned to the villa, Tong Hua was still weak, almost unable to lift his feet.

When the car stopped, Su Minglang picked her up horizontally with a domineering posture, but his men were very careful, as if they were afraid of touching her wound. His emotions were well hidden, as if the scene in the car had never existed.

Tong Hua's eyes drooped, not looking at him, not resisting.

She pursed her lips, almost the same as before, except that her arms did not hook his neck as usual.

He went upstairs and put her on the bed in the master bedroom. Su Minglang took off her shoes, covered her with the quilt and stood up straight.

"Take a break. I'll ask sister-in-law li to bring you the rice."

Her feet were inconvenient, so it seemed that she had to make Mr. Wolong for a long time.

She clicked on the right note, and Tong Hua let out a soft'mmm', as if agreeing, as if agreeing, but there was not a hint of emotion in her voice.

Su Minglang's eyes grew cold, his lips moved, and his lips tightened. In the bedroom, the air of love was still there, but now there was a strange silence.

Su Minglang frowned when he saw that tong liang had not spoken for a long time and said something completely unrelated, "Tong Hua, have you ever thought about it? Actually, you are sick too."

Tong Hua looked up at him. His lips curled up and he added, "Occupational disease."

Tong Hua twitched his lips, buried his head in the pillow and stopped talking.

Standing quietly by the bed, Su Minglang didn't know what to say. He knew her temperament, and in the current situation, no matter what he told her, she would use such indifference against him. Not salty, not light, not heavy, not showing any emotion. His heart was in a state of panic, as if he had blocked a big rock.

In fact, he would rather she scold him in the sharpest tone, or simply raise her fist to hit him, than such a cold war.

After a long silence, he bent down and pressed her shoulders.

"Tong Hua..."

The woman did not respond. Her eyes were closed.? With a sigh, Su Minglang stood up.? "Then, you rest. I'm going down."

Looking at her pale little face, Su Minglang did not say anything more, poured a glass of water, turned around and left.

With his eyes closed, Tong Hua's breathing slowed down in the faint sound of the door closing. Her hand caressed her lower abdomen once again, and the excruciating pain inside made her feel particularly uncomfortable. She knew that the reason for her stomach pain was because of the unprepared incident in the car.

She thought that she really needed to rest for a while. After eliminating distractions, her body was probably really tormented, and she went to sleep after thinking about it for a while.

Asleep! The dream was still messy.