See You Tonight, Master Su

Tong tian stood by and watched the change. When she looked at su Minglang, her gaze deepened. When she understood this man, or she could be called a qualified psychologist.

It's so dark! A belly full of black water!

"All right, let's do this!" Seeing that the young men were silent, Suzie put on the airs of an elder, holding a crutch and saying a lot of things that an elder should say. It was consolation, encouragement, and whipping. The noble and upright look really made the onlookers sigh.

In the end, after a performance by himself, he said again.

"No matter what, whether it's done or not. Zheng' er, at least, is a husband and wife, so it is necessary to get together and break up. Besides, the little girl and the white girl are also sisters, so don't be angry anymore. Today, I was here all the time. As a second uncle, I started off by leading you to a drink and smiling to clear the air. When we see each other in the future, we will still be relatives, and no one will be allowed to have any more small twists and turns in their hearts."

What a strange thing to say. Isn't he the one with the crooked stomach?

Listening to his exemplary speech, Tong Hua sneered in his heart, but his face tightened.

Soon, at Suzie's command, a waiter brought in a tray. In addition to a bottle of pomegranate red wine, there were five identical glasses inside. The waiter opened the seal in front of everyone and filled the glasses with wine respectfully.

For a moment, the fragrance of wine with the fragrance of flowers and fruits lingered on the noses of everyone.

Suzie smiled gently and handed one to Tong Hua, another to Su Minglang, another to Bai Jia, and another to Cheung street. He left the last glass for himself.

Raising his glass, he raised his chin and said seriously, "Come on! Children, drink it and let the grudge go!"

Go, grudge?

Tong Hua really wanted to laugh. He had never wanted to laugh like that before.

In order to avoid her smile appearing out of place where she should have been heartbroken, she lifted her glass without touching anyone's glass. She raised her head and saw her white neck roll a few times. A glass of mellow wine was the first to enter her throat.

"Cough! Cough!" She was so drunk that she almost choked.

"Be careful!" Cheung street reached out his thoughtful palm to help her with her back.

Throwing him a grateful glance, Tong Hua actually did not taste the wine. She smacked her mouth and put the glass back on the tray with a smile. She looked at Suzie with a smile. "Sudong's wine is good. It tastes pure."

Dry in one bite? No hesitation?

Suzie raised his eyebrows a little and looked at a few people who had not drunk. His eyes were fixed on Tong Hua's face, with a slight surprise in his half-smile.

"Little girl, you swallowed it in one gulp. Aren't you afraid that I'll put medicine in the wine?"

Squinting his eyes, Tong Hua smiled coldly in his heart, but a meaningful smile appeared on his lips. Looking at Suzie, the corner of her eye inadvertently glanced at Bai Jia, who was holding a glass of wine, and her eyes curved with laughter.

"You're kidding! Sudong, who are you? How can you do such a tasteless thing?"

This flattery made Suzie laugh and gulp down the wine in his glass.

Su Minglang smiled and drank without hesitation.

Cheung street's eyes flickered, naturally without much thought.

Only Bai Jia's hand, which was holding the glass, felt a little numb. She did not expect Su Minglang to drink this glass of wine. In her opinion, he did it too lightly. Because she knew Suzie very well, how could it be good to let people drink for no reason? And it was at this point.

Unfortunately, everyone drank, leaving her alone, can you not drink?

Sensing Suzie's gentle gaze, she subconsciously looked at his chest, which was heaving with laughter. She was like a chestnut on a fire - roasted, roasted, or not roasted.

Swallowing her saliva, she finally swallowed the wine, but her heart was a little flustered.

After drinking the wine, he didn't have to stay.

Su Minglang and Bai Jia's rooms were arranged in building 18, while zhang street and Tong Hua's rooms were arranged in another building 2.

After coming out of Suzie's suite, Tong Hua did not look up at Su Minglang and Bai Jia. She only smiled lightly and curled her lips. She took Cheung street's arm in a very happy manner and left the place where she was almost suffocating.

Building 2 of the state guesthouse, the environment is quiet and elegant, because there are more people staying tonight, the security facilities are very perfect. Along the way, Tong Hua thought he would see Su Nian. But not only him, but even the bodyguards he brought with him didn't know where the cat went and didn't see a single person.

In the sky, the moonlight was bright and clear. In the national hotel, the light seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze.

"Tong Hua." Cheung street suddenly shouted in a low voice.

Looking at him sideways, Tong Hua's eyes narrowed, and his eyes curved. "Are you going to comfort me?"

Her words were very direct, but her eyes were pure, as simple as if they could strike a person's heart directly, without any trace of unhappiness, and her lips were smiling lightly as if this had never happened tonight.

Cheung street came from downstairs 18, his stiff body relaxed, and he curled his lips. His face was soft. "That's good!"

Tong Hua smiled and took his arm, sighing and cursing. "I've always heard people say that like father, like son. Hey, I'm surprised. Why aren't you crooked?"

Cheung street's lips twitched. "Your mouth is mean."

"Hehe!"

Smiling at him, Tong Hua stopped arranging Suzie. No matter how bad he was, he was Cheung street's father. It's disrespectful to say something bad about your father in front of your son. With that thought in mind, she looked up at the moon in the sky and changed the subject.

Look at the moon. It's almost full. Is the mid-autumn festival coming soon?"

"Yes!" Cheung street smiled and stared at him. "What are you going to do this mid-autumn festival?"

Looking at his expectant eyes, Tong Hua suddenly thought that he was also a lonely child. The pity in her heart rose in an instant, and she smiled and blinked at him.

"Does that depend on whether I'm your hostage or your sister?"

Cheung street raised his lips and chuckled. "You, you look like a hostage?"

"Haha!"

As Cheung street's chief secretary, Tong Hua was given a separate bedroom, right next to Cheung street's. When she returned to building 2, she was in no mood to chat with Cheung street anymore and went straight back to the house laughing.

As soon as the door was closed, she lost her strength and leaned against the door. After a minute of silence, she walked into the room.

Looking around the room, she did not care about anything else. First, she checked the door and window carefully, closed it properly and felt safe before taking a bath in the bathroom.

After a long night, she was a little tired. The hot water was the best way to relieve her fatigue. In the sound of the water, the water fell gently on her body, which was very comfortable.

Tong Hua closed his eyes and stroked his stomach with one hand, engaged in intimate parent-child communication with the little one in his stomach, forcing himself not to think about what he would find out on the 18th floor tonight.

With the baby, she didn't wash too long.

In less than half an hour, he walked out with his hair wrapped in a bag. In the room, she turned on a wall lamp and roughly dried her hair. Under the soft light reflected by the wall lamp, her shadow grew a little longer.

She pulled the pillow over and leaned against the headboard. She looked at the tv and wanted to empty her mind, but when she looked at it, her mind went back to that thing. Little by little, bits and pieces of it came and went in and out of her mind, making her very agitated and her brows twisted into a ball.

She threw away the remote control and lay in bed under the covers, staring at the curvy ceiling on the ceiling for a while before finally turning off the last wall lamp and closing her eyes for a nap.

"Staying up late is not good for your baby's development..."

"Staying up late is not good for your baby's development..."

She mumbled it over and over again in silence. She was producing her own sleepiness cells, and it was not known how long before she slowly entered a half-sleep state. Vaguely, she suddenly heard a'squeak' outside the window, and there was a slight noise.

She was startled. She opened her eyes and did not shout or turn on the lights. She lay still and looked at the window.

The window was locked by her, so it wasn't easy to open. No one was very professional. In less than a minute, the clear "Creaking" sound of the window being opened rang again.

Then, "Pa!" After a very slight noise, like the thieves of the heroes who used to walk on roofs and walls in ancient times, a dark shadow jumped in through the open window and reached for her bed step by step through the dim light outside the window.

It was very quiet in the room, and his footsteps were very soft, but every step was like stepping on Tong Hua's heart.

Dong... Dong... Whose heart is beating?

The shadow quickly walked to the side of the bed. He lowered his head slightly and was about to reach out to pat the woman on the bed when he suddenly met a pair of bright eyes stained with the moonlight outside the window.

He froze, "You -"

Tong Hua's face was expressionless. Looking at his cold face in the moonlight, he said emotionlessly, word for word, "What else are you doing here?"

Her face was so calm that it didn't look surprised at all, and the man frowned. "You knew I would come?"

Tong Hua didn't get up, or rather, she kept doing that without any change. "I guessed it!"

Under her clear tone, her back stiffened for a few seconds before the man finally came back to his senses. He bent down to take a look at the little woman who was lying in the quilt obediently like a kitten, and his tone suddenly relaxed a lot. "Baby, you're really good. You can see it all."

Tong Hua snorted coldly, his brows furrowed, and his simple tone was unquestionably resolute. "You don't have to say anything more, you go!"

The man pulled the corner of his cold lips and did not answer or leave. He just stood quietly by the bed and looked at her. "Tong Hua..."

"Get lost!" He didn't want to be angry, but tong jie still yelled out.

Damn it, she closed the windows, why did he still come in? She felt much better when she shouted out a word, but the atmosphere in the air was not right. The air was turbulent, the heat increased, and her breathing seemed to be a little stagnant.

Tong Hua silently turned his face around. Looking at his angular face with his back to the moonlight, his scalp felt numb and a bad sense of alertness suddenly arose in his heart. The next second, as she was about to move her body away from the other side of the bed, the man's tall figure pressed down on her like a wild leopard.

Half pressing her down, he reached out his long arm and grabbed her wrist. "I haven't seen you for a few days. You've given me courage, haven't you?" His voice, gnashing his teeth, was extremely low.

Tong Hua opened her mouth subconsciously and tried to bite him, but he managed to dodge it and clamped her chin. With a' hiss' in her mouth, Tong Hua was completely angered. She was like a crazy leopard, kicking back at his boxer legs with all her might and scolding him fiercely.

"You bastard! Let go of me, bastard!"

The man chuckled, afraid of hurting her body. He quickly pressed her hands against his head, and half of his body pressed against her, fixing her struggling body. "Darling, stop it, be careful of our daughter..."

"Who's messing with you? Get lost!" Tong Hua was angry and his tone was very angry.

"Tong Hua!" The man's low voice sprayed on her cheek, his voice hoarse. "I'll let you do it tomorrow, okay? Now let me hug you and leave after a few words."

Tong Hua could not move. After a few twists, she stopped eating and panting. She could not resist, but she did not want to pay attention to him. Her heart was filled with anger, and she stared at him with round eyes. She did not say anything.

Seeing that she was obedient, the man slowly loosened the grip on her hand and hugged her waist, putting her soft body into his arms, took a deep breath, lowered his head, and stared into her eyes. After a moment, his chin relaxed and rested on her shoulder.

"Tong Hua, I miss you."

Miss her? In the man's soft voice, Tong Hua glanced at him coldly, almost unable to breathe.

"Su Minglang, I can't bear the thought of you. You're still thinking about me, so get rid of me, let me be trampled on by another man, let our children be in danger, let me be scared, let me toss and turn... If you don't want me, what will I do? So, what you think, I would rather not."

It was obvious that her resentment had entered her mind.

In just a few days of experience and experience, she had hidden more than 20 years of resentment in her stomach, almost condensed together, turn and turn, turn and turn into the sharpest weapon, can't wait to stab a man in the heart.

Su Minglang only listened quietly, her black eyes staring at her. She glared at her angrily. Her bright eyes seemed to be covered with a sad autumn wave. They were full of tears. Where else did Su Minglang stab her in the heart? It had turned into a mess, and it was unbearable.

No matter how much she cursed, the man was not angry. A pair of strong arms tightly wrapped around her slender waist. When she finished speaking, she chuckled in the dark, buried her head, rubbed against her chest, smelled the fragrance of her freshly bathed body, and arched it over and over again, like a wronged little pig, with a dull voice.

"Baby, it's all my fault. Do whatever you want to do to me tomorrow! Just tonight, don't be angry with me anymore. Let me carry you, I miss you so much..."

The man who begged for mercy was most docile and affectionate. With the only thin layer of moonlight in the room, Tong Hua could only look down at his black head and his shoulder made of steel.

His heart tightened.

The next second, she pushed him away and said coldly, "Don't shout. Hurry back. Your baby isn't here. She's still waiting in the room for you to pamper her. Stop pretending to be a saint.

The man was stunned for a moment, then looked up, and his voice, which was not smiling at all, was filled with joy.... "Darling, are you jealous?

Bullshit!

His eyes narrowed, and Tong Hua glared at him in his pajamas with her hair down. The two red sparks that he had pulled out of her chest carried a thrilling beauty in the air. Her whole body was white and soft, like a porcelain figurine in the moonlight, which made the man's heart itch. Unfortunately, the coldness on her face did not match the softness of her body at all.

"Not worth it!" This three words. She spoke very calmly and her voice was as calm as a lake. Although she did not seem to be angry at all, it was a little hairy to hear it in Su Minglang's ears.

This woman, he always felt that he could not grasp the truth, and his heart was not stable. At this moment, she felt even more unable to grasp that string of hers. To be honest, he would rather she beat him, scold him, and bite him like she did just now than suddenly say something so repulsive.

His eyes darkened, and then the corners of his lips rose again.

Hugging her, he coaxed, "Yes, yes, yes! The leader was right to criticize. Who are you? You're my boss. Are you jealous of me? Heh heh, head of the family, sit tight. The pawn is here to apologize to you."

Tong Hua frowned. She knew that it was rare for Su Minglang, who was decisive and ruthless, to give in so easily.

Actually... With her eyes closed, she glanced at his smiling face and said coldly, "Su Minglang, you don't have to stoop down like this. I can understand what you did. I can't help but watch my six relatives disown me, squander the The su family assets, and pursue my enemy for more than ten years. If I don't raise my sword and take revenge, how can I be considered a man?"

This time, Su Minglang was really stunned.

He didn't expect his little woman to understand her so well. He was so touched that his heart was stirred. He hugged her tightly. His burning cheeks pressed against her face. The emotion in his deep, husky voice was stronger than ever.

"Tong Hua, are you really not angry with me?"

Angry? Tong Hua was not sure. There must be some unhappiness when something like this happened. She was not the great white lotus. But if you're really angry, it doesn't count. It was just a cold, airy feeling in her heart.