Chapter 286

When Tang Miao returned to Song Ling's place, it was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening. Song Ling asked Huang Haotian and learned that Liang Xiaoxiao had gone back long ago. He felt a wave of panic, fearing that everything Tang Miao had done before was just pretending to escape from him. Just when he was feeling uneasy, Tang Miao opened the door.

"Miaomiao, it's so late, where have you been?" Song Ling sat on the sofa, with a pile of cigarette butts beside the tea table.

Tang Miao frowned, "How much have you smoked? Don't want to lose your body?"

Song Ling laughed suddenly, and looked at Tang Miao like a child, "No more, if you don't come back, then I don't want any more."

Like a baby, he hugged Tang Miao who walked in, resting his head on Tang Miao's waist, and kept rubbing. "where did you go?"

Tang Miao twitched the corner of her mouth at an angle that Song Ling didn't notice, the slightly sarcastic expression almost disappeared in a flash, and soon disappeared. "Xiaoxiao and I went out to play."

"Liang Xiaoxiao came back a long time ago, you are two or three hours behind her!" Song Ling's mood fluctuated tonight, and he suddenly yelled.

Tang Miao's body trembled, "Big, big idiot, what's wrong with you?" Her trembling voice revealed the panic and fear in the master's heart at this moment.

Song Ling sighed, got up from Tang Miao's arms, and pulled her into his arms. "Miao Miao," he rubbed Tang Miao's cheeks, and kept touching Tang Miao's face with his own cheeks. Tang Miao's delicate cheeks with unshaven beard stung and turned red. Tang Miao began to struggle and kept avoiding Song Ling.

"You haven't even shaved, it hurts!" Tang Miao was dissatisfied, she was a little angry, what was Song Ling going to do tonight, she couldn't listen to anything.

"Hehe, then, can Miao Miao shave for me?" Song Ling closed her eyes to calm her mood. When she was alone at night, her emotions were the most difficult to control.

Tang Miao put her arms around Song Ling's waist and sighed silently. Seeing the man's decadent appearance at this moment, even if she was full of anger, she disappeared without a trace at this moment.

"I went to that cafe later, the old grandpa and grandma have changed, and now their son and daughter-in-law are running the business." Tang Miao touched Song Ling with her small hand, trying to comfort him. By the way, explain why you came back late. She could clearly feel that Song Ling's entire stiff body immediately relaxed.

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, bent down and curled up into a ball, curling Tang Miao in his own small space, forming a circle, with him outside and Tang Miao inside.

"Does the milk tea still taste the same as before?" Song Ling's hoarse voice came.

"Hmm... It's still the same as before, but the feeling has changed a bit." Tang Miao smacked her mouth as if recalling it. "A little more vitality and sweetness, um... Grandpa and grandma's is a kind of elegance."

"Heh," Song Ling chuckled softly, and nodded Tang Miao's little nose affectionately, "Which flavor does Miao Miao prefer?"

Tang Miao tilted her head, leaned against Song Ling's arms, stared at him with big eyes, and thought to herself, "Well, I like grandpa and grandma!"

"why?"

"Because it is very bland, but it has an aftertaste. My son and daughter-in-law's tea is a bit sweet, but it will easily cover up the bitter taste of the tea."

"Huh? Why, Miaomiao doesn't like sweet things?"

"No, I just feel that there is a certain amount of sweetness, and you will get tired of it after that." Tang Miao said lightly. At this time, her expression was suddenly indifferent, and Song Ling looked at it as if she was looking at a stranger. A little bit more bitterness is better, no matter what, even if there is less sweetness after bitterness, it is enough to make people feel satisfied."

Both of them were silent and didn't talk much. For some reason, it was obviously a topic of discussing the taste of milk tea, but it forced the two of them to talk about some philosophy of life. However, the cafe that originally carried the sweetness of the two of them became a topic at this time, but it was a little more far-fetched, embarrassing, and heavy.

Tang Miao was saying something deliberately, Song Ling could read the meaning of what she said, but Song Ling was resisting in his heart, he vaguely knew that Tang Miao meant something, but that meaning must not be what he wanted .

So he chose to avoid it.

And Tang Miao's hard attempts were as if nothing came to him, without any response. She is also tired.

"I didn't mean to yell at you tonight." Song Ling apologized in a low voice, lowered her head like a child who did something wrong, and leaned on Tang Miao's shoulder coquettishly.

"Okay, it's rare for a big idiot to lose control once, and my lord has a lot, so I forgive you." Tang Miao replied without hesitation, without any hesitation.

"Heh, then, can you shave me?" Song Ling smiled lightly, deliberately rubbing her beard against Tang Miao's mouth. Tang Miao couldn't dodge in time, she could only run straight into the man's beard. It made her giggle, and the man laughed softly. The two looked at each other and smiled, diluting a lot of heavy breath in the night.

Tang Miao's feet straddled Song Ling's waist, and Song Ling dragged her buttocks towards the toilet. She hung her hands on Song Ling's shoulders, relaxed all the muscles in her body, and hung them on Song Ling like a soft-boned sloth. She didn't worry about it, and swayed her feet behind Song Ling's back. Finally got rid of one of his slippers, and then laughed "giggle".

Song Ling had no choice but to bend down to pick up her slippers while hugging her. In this season, bare feet would catch cold.

Tang Miao smiled slyly. Song Ling put on the slippers for her once, and she tried to shake them back and forth, and then dropped the slippers on the ground.

"Hiss," Song Ling bent down to pick up one slipper again, then stood up, and saw that the little woman had just shaken off the other one, and was afraid that she wouldn't be able to shake it off, so she deliberately pulled it with her hand a few times. Then, after seeing Song Ling's helpless look after getting up, he laughed as a joke.

"You." Song Ling dotingly bumped her head against Tang Miao's little head, and didn't pick up the slippers again, but quickened her pace towards the toilet. Fortunately, there was heating in the toilet, so there was no need to worry about Ren Tang Miao messing around.

After finally putting the fussy Tang Miao on the bathing pool, Tang Miao shook her thighs and kicked Song Ling lightly from time to time.

"Hurry up! Razor!" Tang Miao said with a smile, and suddenly frowned. It turned out that her little foot hit Song Ling's waist and poked the man's hard eight-pack abs. However, the abdominal muscles that have been exercised for a long time are at a disadvantage.

"Oh, your abs are really annoying." Tang Miao muttered in a low voice, lowering her head aggrieved.

"Hehehe, you girl, it's rare that you don't like it?" Song Ling laughed. Tonight, Tang Miao loves to be coquettish, and her soft and waxy voice made his heart feel weak, and he couldn't lift it at all. angry to criticize her.

Song Ling roguely pressed Tang Miao's little feet with his abdominal muscles, then bent down to get closer, leaving only a centimeter or two away from Tang Miao, and asked the little woman in front of him in a low voice, his voice hoarse with lust. He intentionally inhaled, his abdomen rose and fell, so that Tang Miao could clearly feel it from the bottom of his feet.

Tang Miao really blushed as he expected, and now even her toes turned red, and she bent up shyly, not wanting Song Ling to see it.

Song Ling grabbed her little feet and pulled her receding body over, "Okay, let's not bother you, let's shave first." Song Ling said, and handed the razor-related tools to Tang Miao, "Otherwise you won't let me come near you, delicate girl." Song Ling teased and scratched Tang Miao's little nose.

Tang Miao pouted angrily and made faces at Song Ling.

Song Ling smiled the whole time, and brought her face close to let Tang Miao apply foam on herself, and then gently scraped with a knife.

Tang Miao's movements were very small and slow, for fear of hurting Song Ling if she didn't pay attention. Song Ling supported the bathtub with both hands, and looked at Tang Miao with her eyes motionless. At this moment, she was staring at her beard seriously, shaving carefully with her eyes. The little hand gently lifted Song Ling's chin, and then moved closer so that he could see more clearly.

Every time Tang Miao shaves once or twice, she rinses off clean water and rubs it on the towel. By the way, she reaches out and touches the area she just shaved, to see if there are any protruding beards that she didn't notice and were missed.

Song Ling loved her very much at this moment, because of her cautious appearance. While she was concentrating on shaving, Song Ling suddenly stepped forward and gave Tang Miao a light peck. Tang Miao's hands trembled in fright, but fortunately she withdrew from the position with the knife in her hand, otherwise Song Ling would be disfigured tonight.

Tang Miao puffed her cheeks and stared at Song Ling, "You want to disfigure your face!" Tang Miao angrily taught Song Ling who was lavish.

"So what if I'm disfigured?"

"Then I don't want you anymore, I just want a handsome guy." Tang Miao rolled her eyes and hummed.

Song Ling gasped, raised his eyebrows, then straightened up, and grabbed Tang Miao's waist in his direction. Tang Miao fell into his arms, tightly clinging to Song Ling's eight-pack abs.

"What are you doing? I haven't shaved my beard yet, so I shaved you!" Tang Miao was really panicking now, for she was afraid that if Song Ling lost consciousness again, and accidentally hurt herself, then she But it will hurt.

Seeing that Tang Miao was really in a hurry, Song Ling stopped teasing her, obediently and obediently lowered her head, bent down, and continued to let Tang Miao shave little by little.

"I haven't shaved for a long time, and my hands are so rusty." Tang Miao complained while shaving, "You tell me earlier, so I can exercise." She attributed all the reasons why she didn't shave well to Song Ling didn't give her time, so she attacked suddenly.

Song Ling looked at the righteous little woman in front of her, and shook her head speechlessly.

"That's all, it's up to you." Song Ling compromised.

"Hee hee." Tang Miao smiled sweetly, and stretched out her little hand to stroke Song Ling's smooth chin with satisfaction. This was all her own masterpiece. Seeing her getting closer and closer, how could Song Ling hold back her head, and began to kiss her on the chin.

Ever since Tang Miao woke up, she knew that this day would come, and when she returned home, she had already anticipated it. Tang Miao closed her eyes, climbed up to Song Ling's neck obediently, and responded softly, shyly and... seductively.

Song Ling couldn't hold back any longer, directly pinched his chin, attacked forcefully, absorbing every beauty of Tang Miao. He misses it terribly, he hasn't seen him for a long time, and finally sees him again. Song Ling really almost thought that it would be impossible for him to have anything to do with Tang Miao again.

Having said that, I have to thank Tang's father and Li's father and son. If it wasn't for their direct actions, how could Tang Miao have an accident and lose her memory, and she only remembers the sweet moments with herself.

Song Ling was still enthusiastically responding to Tang Miao, still thinking about this matter in his mind, grimacing, that's not okay, even if a woman who dared to hurt him Song Ling helped Song Ling in the end, he would let him If the woman is wronged, that won't work either.

"Oh!" Tang Miao was so kissed that she couldn't breathe, she kept beating Song Ling's chest, telling him to slow down and let go. Song Ling let go of Tang Miao, and watched her dress slightly rough.

"I wish all of this is true, and it will be like this every day in the future." Song Ling hugged Tang Miao tightly, feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He always felt that Tang Miao did not belong to him. One day, The woman I love as my life will still leave me.