When Song Mo walked out of the Jiang family's gate, Zhang Wu was still waiting for him outside.

"I heard that you knocked all the nine people down later. How about it? Did the young lady give you a special reward just now?" Zhang Wu ran over excitedly and patted his young man's shoulder. He was frank and open-minded by nature. He was just a chance to go to the Jiang family to select a guard guard. If he failed, he did not blame Song Mo for not helping him, nor would he sarcastically at Song Mo. The two lived in their neighbors since childhood. Song Mo had a good job, and Zhang Wu was really happy for him.

Song Mo's face was gloomy and it was about to rain: "No, the Jiang family didn't accept me." This is Zhang Wu, and he didn't want to talk if he was the other person.

"How is it possible? You obviously..."

Zhang Wu was so shocked that he couldn't believe it, but Song Mo's face was cold and he was not a joker. Zhang Wu was so angry that he cursed: "Bah, I thought that Miss Jiang was so good. I didn't expect that she, like other rich people, would only take down people to make fun. Since she didn't want you, why..."

Song Mo looked at him coldly.

Zhang Wu shut up embarrassedly, followed him for a while, and asked him: "What are you going to do now? Why don't you find work to work in the place where I work now, at least you earn more than you do."

Song Mo paused and said to him, "I have my own plans. You can go back, don't worry about me." After saying that, he left with great strides.

Back at the inn, Song Mo and Yi lay on the bed, staring at the top of the bed in a daze.

After so many games, he was very tired.

But no matter how tired he is, he is not as painful as her ruthlessness.

Suffering is not anger.

At first he was indeed angry. He had been waiting for her for so long. He worked hard to find her and tried hard to show himself in front of her, but in return she simply said she didn't want him. But on the way back, he carefully recalled her words and put herself in her shoes, and found that she really didn't dare to ask for him. She didn't remember anything. Now, in her eyes, he was just a man who had bad intentions towards her, and of course she had to act cautiously.

What should he do?

Keep waiting for the opportunity?

He couldn't do it. He knew that she was in the Jiang family and he couldn't wait any longer. Whether she was willing or not, he just wanted to get close to her and know what she was doing every moment. She was right, she was his prey, and he had been hungry for this prey for twenty-five years. If he didn't catch her, he would be crazy.

After making a decision, Song Mo closed his eyes.

He wants to have a good rest to keep his energy at night.

When Song Mo was sleeping soundly, Tang Huan had just finished lunch and wanted to coax A Shou to sleep.

A Shou was still feeling aggrieved: "Why don't sister want him? He is the best at fighting!"

Tang Huan put on the pillow and pressed him down. She lay down and explained with a smile: "He can beat him, but he wants to bully his sister. Does A Shou want to see his sister be bullied?"

"I don't want to!" A Shou immediately answered loudly, hugging Tang Huan's neck tightly with his little arm, and asked again after a while, "How do you know that he will bully you? Isn't he a servant in our family? The servants all listen to their sister."

Tang Huan had no choice.

Since Song Mo left, the child kept pestering her and asking, as if he wouldn't give up if she didn't give him an answer that satisfies him.

She touched A Shou's head and said helplessly: "Okay, if he comes again, my sister will let him be a guardian. Is this going to go?"

A Shou nodded happily: "When will he come again?"

"I don't know either. A Shou, be good, go to bed quickly. Maybe he will come when you wake up." Tang Huan kissed his forehead, afraid that he would ask again, so he quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

A Shou really wanted to talk. Seeing that his sister was about to go to bed, he closed his mouth obediently and stared at her. After a while, he was about to go to bed, but he saw that his sister quietly opened a gap in his eyes. Seeing him, he immediately closed it again. A Shou was not stupid, and hugged Tang Huan's head with a smile: "Sister, you haven't slept, you are lying to me!" The crisp voice sounded very happy, as if he had discovered a secret and felt that he was very smart.

Tang Huan wants to cry so much. Now she can’t even cheat a child!

It was hard to say that Tang Huan scoundrelly scratched A Shou.

A Shou rolled around on the bed like a rice ball, his face turned red with a smile. Tang Huan was afraid that he would not be able to bear it, so he stopped in time and wiped his sweat. He said, "Be good, my sister promises you that he will come again. When he comes, if you like him, go and play with him. How about it?" A child who is so troubled, since he likes Song Mo so much, then go and play with Song Mo.

"Really?" A Shou was still gasping for a while, looking at her with big eyes expectantly.

"Really, when did my sister deceive A Shou?" Tang Huan said confidently.

A Shou was finally satisfied and fell asleep quickly.

Tang Huan covered him with a thin quilt and lay gently beside him.

If Song Mo doesn't remember not liking her, or remembers the first two dreams, Tang Huan would never dare to tease him like this. On the contrary, he would have to approach him with all his might. But now Song Mo likes her, no one knows better than her how domineering Song Mo is to his woman. He can't leave because of his identity or not, and he will definitely come back.

The only thing she is uncertain about is how long this man can endure and what methods will he use.

In midsummer, the earth was like fire during the day. It was finally easy to wait until dusk and the sun was about to set, and there was finally a hint of wind in the air.

Song Mo woke up, took a shower, washed, changed his clothes and went downstairs.

He found a table in the corner, and while eating, he listened to the people around him chatting. He had inquired about Miss Jiang last night. He heard that she had an engagement with Gu Yi, and heard that she was insulted by beggars. Those beggars were most likely arranged by the Gu family for money, so he really wanted to kill the man he had never met.

He told her tonight that he would protect her in the future.

After about one stick of incense, Song Mo came to the west wall of Jiangzhai and flexibly flipped in while no one was left and right. He wanted to protect her, but the premise was to ask her to ask him first. He tried hard to show that she was not interested, and he couldn't wait for other methods, so he had to become a villain, but she would soon know that he had no malice towards her.

The setting sun is setting and the evening breeze is the most suitable time for a walk in summer.

The maids advised Tang Huan not to go to the garden and wait until the ward is in place tomorrow, because Jiang Linyue was blocked by the thieves hiding in the garden during her supper walk. If she hadn't been to the lake, she wouldn't even have the chance to die.

Tang Huan is not afraid, how could so many beggars cause trouble? She can’t hide in the depressed house because of an accident, right? Besides, she has a dagger hidden on her body, and there is really a thief coming to her, so she castrated the other party first!

The maids were still a little scared and followed closely behind Tang Huan and his brothers.

Fortunately, the maids were all very quiet, so Tang Huan didn't drive them away and played with A Shou as if no one was around.

Song Mo was in the dark, happy that she had really come out, and was anxious that she was surrounded by people, so he couldn't get close to her. Go to her boudoir, he was a first-timer and the Jiang family was not young, so he didn't know which yard she lived in.

While he was secretly anxious, he saw the maids leaving with A Shou. She smiled and walked to the wooden chair under a lilac tree nearby and sat down.

Why doesn't she have a memory and dare to stay outside alone?

Song Mo felt complicated and quietly came over.

Tang Huan closed his eyes and rested, and it was rare to take a break while A Shou went to Xiao Jie. Children are cute, but they are tired after being coaxed for a long time.

The sound of footsteps suddenly came from his ears, and Tang Huan quickly got up, but it was too late. His body was pulled into his arms by someone. She raised her hand to take a dagger, but her hands were held by one hand and her hands were squeezed into a veil. She wanted to raise her legs to counterattack, but her body was suddenly picked up and rushed into the flowers in the distance. The incident happened too quickly, as if only a moment, Tang Huan looked at Song Mo in disbelief, and Song Mo just looked down at her: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Tang Huan stared at him. She had thought of many ways that Song Mo might use, heroes to save beauty, etc., but she didn't expect that he would be a thief!

Where did that honest Song Mo go?

Perhaps, this is his nature?

After being put down, when Song Mo took the veil from her mouth, Tang Huan pretended to be calm and said, "Song Mo, as long as you let me go, I can give you as much money as you want, and this matter will not be investigated again."

Song Mo didn't say anything, just looked at her deeply.

The afterglow of the sunset was covered by the dense leaves and branches above her head, and there were flowers more than half a person tall. In the darkness, her calm face was so strange.

He didn't want to see her like this.

He pushed her down desperately and pressed her down.

A man was like a heat, sweeping her in an instant.

Her lips were blocked, and Tang Huan pushed him hard. Song Mo easily trapped her hands, and while kissing her wildly, she pulled out her belt and tied her hands to her head. Tang Huan raised her legs and kicked him, but he clamped her long legs tightly, and could no longer move. She made a complete set of teasing for a good woman, trying to bite him. He quickly pinched her chin, forced her to open her mouth and tongue, and ate her more enthusiastically. Her right hand skillfully untied her clothes, touched her from under her bellyband, and stroked her skillfully.

Not to mention that she just pretended to resist, even if she really resisted, her body became soft due to irresistible pleasure.

Tang Huan knew that as long as a man's skills were good enough, even the chaste woman would surrender. But she didn't know whether the woman would actively respond to the other party while she was surrendering.

But she couldn't help it.

She had been warm with this man countless times, and her body was already familiar with each other. She pretended to be assuming that she could, but now she couldn't help it. When the tip of his tongue touched her again, Tang Huan took the initiative to entangle him. His body shook, and his hand that pinched her chin loosened. Tang Huan's lips were free, and he couldn't help but hold his tongue and sucked it.

Song Mo's heartbeats like a drum, and he tentatively hides back.

She chased after him as familiar as he was, like a greedy fox.

Song Mo took back his hand that was venting in her chest, held her face and kissed her gently. He let her breathe, and he kissed her eyes. She closed her gentlely, and was his obedient little woman. He felt soft and loved her very much, kissing her nose, lips, and chin all the way down.

When he tried to untie her bellyband, Tang Huan finally regained a trace of rationality, remembered his current identity, and shouted coldly: "Song Mo, I didn't expect you to be such a person. What do you want to do? If you want to defile me, I will bite my tongue and commit suicide immediately."

Song Mo looked up at her.

Tang Huan looked back at him in shame and anger.

Song Mo grabbed the handkerchief and blocked her mouth again: "Don't talk, you like this too, don't you?" After that, he unbuttoned her bellyband and opened his mouth to hold a ball. The eighteen-year-old girl was like a ripe peach, full of fragrance. In the previous few lives, only Narcissus and Haitang could compare with her now. Unfortunately, he had been reconciled with Narcissus too short. When he was with Haitang, he could not indulge in his identity because of his identity. Now, he can finally taste it.

Taste his woman.

He knew that she was unwilling to do so now, but her response just now told him that at least her body, remember him, she would respond to him.

With just one bite, she became so soft.

Song Mo heard her whimpering sound, and he didn't look at her, put his hands under her back and lifted her high. The two snow-white peaches jumped gently, and he buried them in the middle. The delicate and warm touch finally dissolved the longing for so many years, and replaced it with the satisfaction of embracing her. He cherished and greedily kissed from the bottom to the top, biting gently, not daring to be anxious, for fear of eating her too quickly. Compared to her taste, he liked the feeling of holding her more, real. He ate her, she hid under him and was shy and unbearable in his hands, and gradually became thrust upwards. Because he let go of her, and she had not fed enough, she wanted him to eat it.

He couldn't bear to let it go, but unfortunately there was not much time tonight, so A Shou just went to Xiaojie and would be back soon.

Song Mo took his last bite reluctantly, moved his body forward, covered her body, and faced her face.

He used his mouth to open the veil in her mouth. She closed her eyes and turned her head, her cheeks were red. I don’t know if it was angry or embarrassed, but it was all tempting in his eyes. Song Mo kissed her and she hid to the side, but her body was imprisoned by him. Where could she hide?

He kissed her from her unavoidable neck, and she hummed softly and bit her lips with her teeth. Song Mo kissed her ears and bit her earlobe. She hummed again. He knew the reason, "Miss, are you comfortable?"

"You bastard!" Tang Huan glared at him and scolded him.

Song Mo paused, looked at her dark eyes and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I still want to tell you that I, Song Mo, have never touched other women. Even if I am a bastard, I will only treat you as a bastard. In the past, now, and in the future." In the previous life, in this life, in the next life, as long as I can get close to her and get her, he is willing to be a bastard.

A trace of confusion flashed in Tang Huan's eyes, and then he opened his eyes: "What do you want to do? If you want someone, I beg you to move quickly. My brother is coming back. If you want money, you can report a number. As long as you agree, you will never get entangled again. How much do you say, as long as I can afford it, I will give it to you."

Song Mo was slightly surprised: "Are you willing to give me your body?" Could she be willing to accept him?

Tang Huan bit his lip and explained coldly: "Can I stop you now like this? I just figured it out. If I die, A Shou will definitely be bullied and I will die with my eyes open. Anyway, I don't plan to get married in this life. If you want it, you just want it. I only ask you to vent once and let me go."

What a heartbreaking woman.
To be continued...