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182. Chapter 182: 182 Love to talk or not 4

Song Tianlang looked at Hu Yueyue's unhappy look, sighed, released one hand, and touched her face. The rough palm was full of calluses, which stung her face.

"Are you angry?" Song Tianlang raised his voice, his eyes filled with smiles, "Then you must not want to hear the last one, right?"

Hu Yueyue was startled, and opened her eyes wide. What did he just say? The last one? Damn it, uncle. He was playing with her! He glanced sideways at Song Tianlang, gritted his teeth and said, "Despicable villain!

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"I'm so mean to you!" Song Tianlang's big palm moved directly from his soft waist to Hu Yueyue's chest, pinching it harshly, "I'm still mean to you!"

Hu Yueyue felt that her head was full of black lines. This was such a disgrace to the high-quality soldiers. Where did the dirty hands touch just now?

Looking sideways, Hu Yueyue was completely silent! Trying to reason with this old man is just playing the piano to a cow.

Alas, she sighed and withered away. Forget it, she wanted to stop talking. She was tired and wanted to go see Duke Zhou. So she turned over and lay next to him when his palms were slightly loosened. No matter how hard she tried,

Unwilling to do so, she had no choice but to compromise. If she didn't sleep or go to bed, she wouldn't be drowsy, but once she went to bed, she would fall asleep.

His head rested naturally on his strong arms, and his waist was, of course, wrapped around him. However, while he was confused, he vaguely heard Song Tianlang's voice, which sounded distant and distant, as if coming from the sky.

"March, it's not that I don't want to say it. It's that I need time to sort out how to say it!"

Youyuan's deep voice spoke slowly, and Hu Yueyue woke up from her daze.

It turns out that when Song Tianlang was an ordinary soldier, he had an instructor who he admired very much, but that instructor died trying to save him during a mission.

The instructor lost his wife in his early years and has been living with his daughter for a long time. The instructor became a martyr, and he had to shoulder the responsibility of taking care of the instructor's daughter as an adult.

And Xiaojiu is that daughter—the instructor's daughter.

So Song Tianlang owed Xiao Jiu, and moreover, he owed Xiao Jiu his life and complete fatherly love.

After Song Tianlang finished speaking, he let out a long sigh. He has always regarded Xiaojiu as his sister, and what he does more is like a father does for his children. So he can't ignore her, because he owes her!

Hu Yueyue slowly opened her eyes and blinked a few times. Without saying a word, she just stretched out her arms and hugged Song Tianlang.

Song Tianlang, on the other hand, was somewhat pleased with Hu Yueyue's actions and hugged Hu Yueyue tightly without making a sound.

So the two hugged each other tightly and agreed.

It was an intimate sleeping position that only existed between lovers, and it seemed that such a position should appear on these two people.

After tossing and turning, Hu Yueyue fell asleep, and Song Tianlang opened his eyes after Hu Yueyue fell asleep, looked at her sleeping face, and saw that she was sleeping soundly, so he just pecked her lips gently and then stopped.

She was really frightened by what happened today, so he couldn't bear to continue harassing her.

But as a woman, she is already great! If what happened today had happened to anyone else, I am afraid that no one would be so calm and able to sleep peacefully. Even a grown man would be frightened, but let alone she is still a little girl.

woman--

So he surrounded her with a domineering and absolute possessive gesture, feeling her long breathing. He couldn't help but lowered his head and got close to Hu Yueyue's head, sniffing her body fragrance that originally belonged to her. It was not like Anna Sui making a wish.

The scent of elves. It was a faint fragrance that smelled better than perfume. After taking a deep breath, a rare smile of satisfaction appeared on his face that he was not even aware of.

Such a smile is rarely seen on Song Tianlang's face in a thousand years. If his soldiers saw it, they would be blinded. Because in their minds, Song Tianlang never smiled and always gave people a kind of smile.

As cold and hard as steel.


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