"Sooner or later, yes!" Someone's unique low voice sounded suddenly, with a touch of irresistible determination. God knows how comfortable he felt when he heard Meng San call "sister-in-law" just now, so he ignored it.
The fact that Meng San teased Hu Yueyue. More importantly, he liked seeing his little woman embarrassed and wanted to know her reaction.
She wanted to take her hand out, and he knew she was a little annoyed, but how could he let the catkins slip away from her palm. Hearing her angry denial again, someone finally spoke calmly and calmly.
"But not yet, you just can't scream!" Hu Yueyue was annoyed and corrected Song Tianlang. Huh, I didn't speak just now, but now it's useless.
"Sooner or later, let's get used to it first!" Song Tianlang's low voice was domineering.
"I don't want it!" Hu Yueyue simply refused.
Song Tianlang frowned and pinched the soft catkins in his hand, "Reason!"
"I'm not familiar with you!" he replied subconsciously.
The temperature in the car dropped sharply, "Not familiar?" He asked softly, and hearing it in Hu Yueyue's ears made her heart tremble.
"Unfamiliar!" He raised his chin and locked his eyes with those sharp and decisive black eyes, "Unfamiliar means unfamiliar, just don't scream!" The attitude was unusually firm.
Song Tianlang was silent, and the temperature in the car dropped a bit.
During the silence in the car, Hu Yueyue felt a little tired and was about to fall asleep. Song Tianlang's voice rang out, "Run fifty kilometers with a heavy load!"
Hu Yueyue's sleepiness faded away with her endless words, and she looked at Song Tianlang in astonishment. But she heard Meng San wailing, "Boss, don't be so cruel! It's not like I was wrong. I won't tease my sister-in-law anymore. Do you think this can work?"
never mind?"
"Sixty!" Song Tianlang had no expression on his face and spit out a number coldly.
"Boss!" Meng San exclaimed!
"Seventy!" The thin lips moved again!
"yes!"
Meng San roared in response, but he didn't dare to bargain any more. He knew that the boss was unhappy and had nothing to do with his woman, so he could only change the target to vent his anger. Meng San really wanted to slap himself at this moment, who told him to talk too much?
Hu Yueyue looked at it. Meng San's face was wrinkled, as if he had eaten a fly! Unconsciously, the corners of his lips curved.
I leaned back in the chair and squinted my eyes slightly. Because I cried a lot before, my eyes were now swollen and painful.
Song Tianlang, who had been paying attention to Hu Yueyue from the corner of his eyes, saw the curve of the corners of her mouth and her thin lips rising slightly, and asked sideways, "Are you satisfied?"
Huh? What do you mean?
"What are you satisfied with?" Hu Yueyue turned her head and her face was full of doubts.
Song Tianlang sighed, he was really confused. "Punishment for teasing you! If you are not satisfied, can you add more?"
Hu Yueyue understood now that he meant punishment for Meng San. She raised her eyes and looked at Meng San, thinking. But Meng San's handsome face became tangled. He wanted to say something but didn't dare. So he had to take it.
With sad eyes, she begged Hu Yueyue to show mercy!
However, Hu Yueyue is a woman, and the ancients also said that only women and villains are difficult to raise. So she couldn't be sorry, so after thinking about it, she asked Song Tianlang in a low voice, "How many people do you have under your command?!"
"There are three hundred people in my team!" Song Tianlang didn't know what Hu Yueyue meant, but when she asked, he answered, and he didn't ignore the cunning flash in her eyes.