After Hu Yueyue finished speaking, she broke away from Song Tianlang's arms and sat aside, leaned against the car window and looked at Song Tianlang's gaze.
Just because he was staring at that gaze, Hu Yueyue's intuition felt a little numb. She was a little angry that he kissed her again halfway through his speech, so she wanted to get rid of that kind of clamping and slapped her.
In the past, if he had continued to talk well just now, and did nothing, she wouldn't have been like this, right?
Song Tianlang glanced at her, and his sharp and steady eyes were silent in the depths. He was actually slapped, this was the first time in thirty years.
The thin lips were tightly pursed, and the coldness on the face was a little colder than before. I raised my hand...
Hu Yueyue bit her lip, looked at Song Tianlang raising her hand, and sighed softly. Forget it, forgot...
He closed his eyes with his chin raised his chin and moved his lips, "You hit it, we will be even after hitting it."
Song Tianlang looked at Hu Yueyue's little face and heard her words at the same time. Song Tianlang closed his lips tightly, frowned slightly, looked at his hand, and a smile appeared on his cold face.
This girl actually thought he wanted to hit her, but how could he hit her? So how could she bear to bear it?
He sighed lightly, his big palm fell on Hu Yueyue's forehead, rubbed it hard for a few times, and then his fingers bounced her forehead heavily.
"Oh, it hurts!" Hu Yueyue exclaimed, covering her forehead with her hands, opened her eyes wide, and pouted her lips and looked at Song Tianlang directly. She thought he was going to hit her, but she didn't expect that the slap she had fallen down and she was under the forehead.
After rubbing his big palm, his forehead was bounced heavily.
"March, you admit it. You are just jealous!" Song Tianlang was confidently proclaiming like Hu Yueyue, with a proud look on his face, "Yes, I'm very happy!"
Frowning, jealous? You are jealous of your sister. You are still happy, you are happy with your sister...
Hu Yueyue stared at Song Tianlang without saying anything, and what was even more annoying was that Mr. Song did not mention the previous ones along the way.
Back at the military district, Hu Yueyue, with the help of Song Tianlang, entered the house and brought it into the bathroom, and put the bath water in it. Hu Yueyue was soaked comfortably in the bathtub, and Song Tianlang left the bathroom and went to the kitchen to make ginger soup for Hu Yueyue.
In the bathroom, Hu Yueyue was soaked in the hot water. Her sense of powerlessness made her sleepy, but unexpectedly, she didn't want to let herself fall asleep.
He leaned back and said, "bang", mixed with the "hiss" sound that overflowed from Hu Yueyue's mouth. Ouch, it hurts so much.
He raised his hand and touched his head. Hu Yueyue touched a big bag, which was obviously hit in the car before. After a slight touch, she felt so painful that she bared her teeth, and her eyes turned red.
lock up.
Slowly hold it up from the bathtub and wipe the water stains on your body.
While wiping, she complained in her heart that Song Tianlang is sick. If you like to talk or not, you will get it, who will still like to listen to it? Besides, if you talk about the person he owe, what does it have to do with her?
There is no way to ignore her! So can she be the one who is let go of her hands every time?
So she should be bullied every time? Where is such a good thing? She loves to control her, but she doesn't care about her. It's him, not her. Why do she always respond to her provocation?
It's so ridiculous!
Hu Yueyue was complaining in her heart and left the bathroom. She glanced at the kitchen and living room and quickly entered the bedroom. She quickly changed her pajamas and yawned. Hu Yueyue went to bed and threw herself into the soft
After a slight roll, he only wrapped his entire body around him.