Chapter 32: The Wedding Night

"You doubt your mother?"

Mu Hibiscus raised his voice, and his eyes glaring at Tang Mo suddenly widened.

"Even if I want An Qi to marry in again, I won't allow such news to be sent out without the consent of your father and your brother, in case it doesn't work for Tang Tang, it's your father's life's work, can I joke about it? Those people are really, your brother and Angel have nothing, why are they irresponsible? It's nonsense. ”

Tang Mo immediately became down-to-earth when he heard this, although Mu Hibiscus often has a child's temper, she is also a woman who has a major situation and is sensible, which is probably one of the reasons why Tang Chuan can love her and indulge her for decades.

"That's good, Mom, don't meddle in the matter between Angel and my brother. That day, my goth was angry and almost fired everyone in the public relations department, and my brother said, I'm afraid this matter is not that simple, Angel will definitely not be able to do this alone, I'm afraid that behind it is my Uncle An, who I have never met. ”

Hibiscus was not stupid, and immediately heard a little meaning from these words, and she asked vigilantly, "Anshan?" What does he want? Could it be the idea of beating Tang Tang? ”

Without waiting for Tang Mo to answer, Mu Hibiscus muttered to himself again: "No, although it is inappropriate for An San to do this, it should just be so that An Qi can marry into the Tang family smoothly, I saved the lives of his wife and children back then, he should not take revenge." ”

Tang Mo wanted to add some oil and vinegar to Mu Hibiscus's guess just now, but when he heard Mu Hibiscus's words, he could only give up.

"Mom, no matter whether they will take revenge or not, you don't have to worry about my brother's affairs anymore, he is now the designated heir of Tang Tang, how many eyes are watching, you have to pay attention to the impact."

Mu Hibiscus thought about it, although he was unwilling, he could only give up: "Okay, Mom doesn't care, it's okay for you to toss." ”

Seeing his mother enlightened, Tang Mo was also relieved, he waved a piece of home casual clothes in his hand and said to Mu Hibiscus: "Then, Mom, after the matter is asked, can you go out now?" ”

"Why go out?"

"My son needs to change his clothes."

"I can't be here when I change my clothes? I haven't seen you bare when you were a kid. ”

"Mom, my son is grown up now."

"When I grow up, I'll still be your mother."

"Mom, aren't you afraid that my dad will be jealous when you see other men change their clothes?"

"You're jealous of me, if you have the ability, you can also find a woman who is jealous because I see you changing clothes."

That being said, Hibiscus had already walked towards the door, and slammed the door shut as he left.

Tang Mo smiled in the direction of the door, and then he was a little depressed because of Hibiscus's last sentence, which was a naked ridicule, blatantly showing affection in front of his son.

Tang Mo, who had already changed his clothes, was lying lazily on the bed, and the mature and stable image of Lu Qing appeared in his mind, but then the image became more and more blurry and more and more unclear.

The night is getting deeper, and although the temperature is rising in early spring, the wind is still slightly chilly at night. As the lights on the upper floors kept turning on, the whole neighborhood gradually fell silent. The moon was clear, large and round overhead, and the stars around it shimmered, lighting up the night sky.

At this moment, in the Linxi community, Jiang Die was sitting on a chair with her hands and knees, her eyes fixed on an open small white box on the desk, which contained the platinum ring that had just been taken off her hand. She was stunned, she didn't know what she was thinking, she didn't even know that Tang Qian came out of the bathroom.

At this moment, Tang Qian had just freshened up, he was wearing a silk nightgown that was exactly the same as Jiang Die, and he was wiping his half-dried black hair with a towel. Seeing Jiang Die's appearance, he was also slightly stunned.

Her freshly washed hair was dry and hung down like a waterfall, her chin resting on her knees, her eyes staring freely at the ring in front of her. The delicate little face was a little serious, the off-white silk nightgown wrapped around her delicate body, and when Tang Qian's eyes crossed the touch of beige and landed on her bare slender legs, her abdomen involuntarily heated.

Tang Qian threw the towel on the table on the side, slowly walked over and picked Jiang Die up horizontally, turned around and sat in the position in front of her, then put Jiang Die on his lap, and asked softly, "What do you want?" Well? ”

Jiang Die's thoughts were interrupted, she stretched out her hands and climbed on Tang Qian's neck, and looked at him with slightly cloudy eyes for a while before she said, "I didn't think about anything, it's just ...... I just thought it was so sudden, I couldn't believe it. ”

From her struggling words, it is not difficult to hear a trace of panic.

Tang Qian smiled suddenly, the hand holding Jiang Die's shoulder tightened, his forehead pressed against Jiang Die's forehead, opposite her snort, and his deep voice was full of temptation: "The reflex arc is so long?" Do you want me to help you? ”

As he spoke, Tang Qian's fingers hooked slightly, and the ribbon tied to Jiang Die's waist was instantly released, and the corner of the nightgown suddenly slipped off due to gravity, and the great spring light on Jiang Die's chest was suddenly exposed to the air.

Jiang Die's whole body stiffened, the hand around Tang Qian's neck suddenly tightened, and his whole body immediately pressed towards his chest.

The moment her clothes were loosened, her heart seemed to skip a beat, and at this moment, she barely covered the embarrassment with Tang Qian's body, and gasped nervously for a while before calming down, her lips touched the root of his ear, and she asked in a muttered voice: "Tang Qian, are you really not going back today?" ”

The sudden touch also surprised Tang Qian, but he quickly calmed down, he lowered his eyebrows and smiled, and answered Jiang Die with practical actions. At this moment, his hand had slowly reached into the open nightgown, stroking her stiff back.

"You're going to drive me away on your wedding night, what a little woman with no conscience."

"But......" Jiang Die's voice trembled a little.

"You don't want to?" Tang Qian stopped the movement in his hand and asked tentatively.

"No, no ......"

"That's willing." Tang Qian smiled treacherously, got up and picked up Jiang Die and walked towards the bed, the nightgown was loosely on Jiang Die's shoulders, no matter how much she wanted to cover it, she couldn't stop the alluring spring color.

Tang Qian gently put Jiang Die on the bed, and as soon as Jiang Die's back found support, he immediately moved in the direction away from Tang Qian, and at the same time twisted his head and buried half of his face in the pillow. Her eyes were closed, her cheeks flushed with an intoxicating flush, and with a slight gasp, her half-hidden chest rose and fell.

Tang Qian, who was standing beside the bed, looked at this scene condescendingly, and the dark light in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

It is said that marriage is a woman's lifelong bet, and she has gambled her whole life on him, how can he be willing to let her lose.

He looked at her quietly for a long time, taking in her nervousness and shyness, and finally leaned down irrepressibly.