After Hu Yueyue finished speaking, she broke away from Song Tianlang's arms and sat aside, leaning against the car window and looking at Song Tianlang's gaze.
Just being stared at like that, Hu Yueyue's scalp felt numb. She was a little annoyed that he kissed her again in the middle of speaking, so she wanted to get rid of that kind of restraint, so she slapped her.
In the past, if he had continued talking properly, or had done nothing or said nothing, she wouldn't have been like this, right?
And Song Tianlang stared at her, with a deep silence in his sharp and steady eyes. He was actually slapped. This was the first time in thirty years that the sky and the earth had been shaken.
Her thin lips were pursed tightly, the coldness on her face was a bit colder than before, and she raised her hand...
Hu Yueyue bit her lip, watched Song Tianlang raise his hand, and sighed softly. That's all, that's all...
He raised his chin, closed his eyes, and moved his lips lightly, "You go ahead and fight, we will be even after the fight."
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 hands, and couldn't help but feel a smile on his cold face.
This girl actually thought he was going to hit her, and how could he possibly hit her? How could he be willing to do so?!
With a sigh, a big palm fell on Hu Yueyue's forehead, and after rubbing it vigorously for a few times, he flicked her forehead heavily with his fingers.
"Oh, it hurts!" Hu Yueyue exclaimed, covering her forehead with her hands, opening her eyes wide, and looking directly at Song Tianlang with her lips pursed. She thought he was going to hit her, but the unexpected slap did not fall, and she suffered a heavy blow on her forehead.
He was rubbed with a big palm, and then his forehead was hit hard.
"Yueyue, admit it. You are just jealous!" Song Tianlang declared to Hu Yueyue with determination, with a proud look on his face, "Yes, I am very happy!"
Frowning, jealous? Jealous of your sister, jealous. Still happy, happy of your sister...
Hu Yueyue stared at Song Tianlang speechless all the way. What was even more annoying was that Uncle Song didn't mention the previous incident again.
Back at the military area, Hu Yueyue entered the house with the help of Song Tianlang, took her to the bathroom, and put out the bath water. Hu Yueyue 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 soaked in the hot water. The powerlessness all over her body made her very sleepy, but surprisingly she didn't want to let herself fall asleep.
He leaned back, and there was a "bang" sound, mixed with a "hiss" sound that escaped from Hu Yueyue's mouth. Ouch, it hurts so much.
Raising her hand to touch her head, Hu Yueyue touched a big bag, which was obviously bumped into in the car before. The slightest touch hurt her so much that she gritted her teeth and her eyes turned red.
lock up.
He slowly stood up from the bathtub and wiped the water stains off his body.
While wiping, he cursed in his heart, this Song Tianlang is really sick. If he doesn't talk or talk, who would want to hear it? Besides, what does it have to do with the person he owes?
There is no way to leave her alone! So can she be the one who is let go every time?
So she should be bullied every time? How can such a good thing happen? He takes care of it, but he doesn't care about her. He owes it, not her. Why should she respond to her provocation every time?
How ridiculous!
Hu Yueyue cursed as she left the bathroom. She glanced at the kitchen and the living room and saw no one there, and quickly entered the bedroom. She quickly changed into her pajamas and yawned. Hu Yueyue went directly to bed and threw herself into the soft bed.
In the thin quilt, he rolled slightly, and only the thin quilt was wrapped around his body.