Chapter 322: Coffin!

The temperature inside the house was comfortable.

Tang Huan sat on the sofa and stared directly at Song Ruyu beside the bed.

She is so beautiful. Elegance. Wisdom.

In front of her, Tang Huan was like a beast that had not yet fully evolved. Savage, reckless, and unsettling.

Song Ruyu looked back at Tang Huan in a daze.

She knew her mother, and she could even guess that her mother and Tang Huan were talking.

But what her father said to Tang Huan, she couldn't guess.

Song Peigong is very majestic and very wise. It's something that Song Ruyu can't guess.

But Tang Huan's posture and expression at the moment made Song Ruyu have a bad premonition.

Tang Huan, whose mother failed to persuade him to retire. Was he finally defeated by his father?

Is this kiss the classic old song?

Goodbye?

Song Ruyu slowly stood up and walked to Tang Huan step by step.

Then, she closed her beautiful eyes slightly. The delicate red lips were revealed in front of Tang Huan.

Tang Huan didn't hesitate at all, and kissed it all at once.

It's not intense, it's just a superficial taste.

Just like tonight, Tang Huan tasted the sweetness. And can't help but fall into it.

This woman is older than Tang Huan, but she is full of attraction all over her body. It's like a scourge, making Tang Huan irresistible.

Maybe at first, he didn't dare to have a thief's heart. But with in-depth contact, he became more and more attracted to Sister Song.

This is a woman who meets and doesn't want to miss it. Nor can anyone be preempted.

Lip splitting.

Tang Huan's thin lips opened slightly, and his eyes were firm: "Sister Song." It's time for me to go. ”

Song Ruyu glanced at Tang Huan deeply and did not refuse: "I will go back to Baicheng tomorrow morning." ”

Tang Huan nodded slightly, and suddenly hugged Song Ruyu's soft waist.

Silent hugs.

After feeling each other's heartbeats for up to a minute. Tang Huan turned to leave.

……

Song Peigong's study.

The father and daughter looked at each other. No one spoke.

"He's not for you. Song Peigong's attitude is not different from Jia Qing.

Although the expression is different, the purpose is the same.

"Whether it's suitable or not, only I know. Song Ruyu pursed her lips and said.

"I can't change your choice. Song Pei said quietly. "But he can make a choice. ”

"I know you don't bully like your mother. Song Ruyu is very confident.

"But I'm your father. Song Peigong said slowly. "What I strive for is not necessarily your happiness. But it must be helpful for you. ”

"I understand. Song Ruyu suddenly smiled softly.

The smile is very calm, but full of perseverance.

"I've been old enough to be called Aunt Song for many years. I never thought that there would be a man who caught my heart. Song Ruyu pursed her lips and said. "That night, when he took my hand. When I said he would protect me, I knew I had to do it. ”

Song Peigong listened patiently, shook his head and said, "As a father, I hope you are happy and healthy." As a member of the Song family, I must know that you are getting better and better. Stronger and stronger. Otherwise, I would intervene. Do you understand?"

Song Ruyu nodded and did not refute: "I never doubt his ability. It's like I've always trusted you. ”

Song Peigong was slightly stunned and stopped talking.

This daughter inherited her mother's stubbornness and also possessed the wisdom of Song Peigong.

She is the hope of the third generation of the Song family.

Not only he and Jia Qing have high hopes. The older generation also hopes that she can lead the Song family to a higher glory.

And an excellent partner is, after all, a necessary condition for her to reach the top.

That's why Song Peigong will personally come forward and intervene in the unscrupulousness of this pair of men and women.

As he said, when Tang Huan was strong enough, he would not only agree, but also make room for them.

As a father, Song Peigong never wanted to embarrass his daughter. He has also been a decent father.

……

Tang Huan carried his luggage and did not take the special car arranged by Song Peigong.

Maybe he can arrive at the airport very calmly by that special car. But his character determined that he would not accept Song Peigong's kindness.

The destination of the taxi is not the airport.

He's going to see someone. Someone I haven't seen in a long time.

……

Lao Zhuang was awakened by a knock on the door. Wearing a military coat, he opened the door. Standing in the doorway was a grinning man with eight white teeth.

He hadn't seen this guy in a long time.

Although there has been a phone call between the two.

The little guy smells of blood on his body. It's thick. The coat is also not clean.

The cold smell of his body couldn't hide even the smile on his face.

"Did it?"

Lao Zhuang took the luggage that Tang Huan was carrying. Asked with a frown.

"Hmm. Tang Huan nodded and walked into this not very spacious room. "It's a big family, and it's good. ”

Lao Zhuang pursed his lips and said, "How many people?"

Tang Huan calculated slightly: "Counting the arrangements arranged near your house, there are a total of thirteen." There are a few masters. But only masters. ”

Lao Zhuang had something he wanted to ask, but in the end he didn't ask.

Dead?

Of course it's dead.

Tang Huan was cultivated by him, and he knew Tang Huan's ability very well. Know more about his temper.

Someone wants to kill Tang Huan, will Tang Huan stay alive?

Lao Zhuang poured him a cup of hot tea.

In early winter, Yanjing has a dry and cold climate with cold winds. After tossing for a night, Tang Huan needed a cup of hot tea to warm up.

"Don't be polite. Tang Huan lit a cigarette and pursed his lips. "You know what I'm here for. ”

When Lao Zhuang heard this, his arm pouring tea trembled slightly.

After being silent for a long time, Lao Zhuang still sent the teacup to Tang Huan's hand steadily. Then he forced a smile and said, "You really don't want to give me this old guy a face?"

Lao Zhuang has been afraid of tonight's arrival.

He has been looking forward to Tang Huan's change of heart.

A good warrior is not difficult to cultivate.

A legendary warrior, but a rare one in a century.

"I'll give you face. Who will give me face?" Tang Huan took a puff of his cigarette and smiled very calmly. "Lao Zhuang. Have you been trained by the leaders recently? Have you been angry with the leaders? I will sit in your place. So what?"

Lao Zhuang sighed lightly and said in a low voice: "Then what kind of person do you want to be?"

"I don't want to mind anyone. Tang Huan narrowed his eyes slightly. "No one dares to care about me. I decide what I want to do. ”

This is Tang Huan's obsession for many years.

At the beginning, when they were abandoned by the state, if they also chose to decide their own fate. They don't die. It won't be a dead end. Just to report back to China.

They have windfalls and have enough survivability. Even if it's a year, two, three years later, and then go back to China. Absolute safety is also guaranteed.

Unfortunately, they could not decide their own destiny at the beginning.

They carried out an order that was right for the state, but absolutely wrong for themselves.

Lao Zhuang pondered for a moment and took out a card from the drawer: "This is yours." Others, according to your wishes, will be credited to the family's account on a monthly basis. And permeate their lives in a variety of forms. ”

"Hmm. Tang Huan took the bank card. Again. "The one for you?"

Lao Zhuang pouted and said, "With so much money, where did I spend it? ”

"Loser. Tang Huan glanced at Lao Zhuang. "When I get rich, I'll send you Moutai every day. ”

"I love to drink Niu Er. Lao Zhuang said and asked. "Would you like to see a military doctor?"

"What are you looking for a military doctor for, shave my legs?" Tang Huan smiled. Try to make yourself appear relaxed. "I'm going back to White City tonight. Maybe for a long time to come, it won't come back. ”

"I understand. Lao Zhuang exhaled a breath of turbidity. "Now that you've decided to go. I hope you don't come back for the rest of your life. The water is deep here, and there are many monsters. ”

"Take good care of yourself. Tang Huan stood up and shrugged. "When I send it, I will have you happy. ”

He does not enter politics and does not return to the army. The only area where you can get ahead is in business.

He brought back a windfall that was distributed equally among the families of his comrades who had been killed. This matter is in addition to Tang Huan and Lao Zhuang. Only God knows.

Lao Zhuang grabbed Tang Huan's neck and slapped his back hard: "Bastard boy." Live your life well. When I'm dead, you'll be left to support my coffin. ”

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