The love of the spicy female soldier is a last resort

After returning home, Lao Tang sent Mi Lan to the bedroom as usual, and hung up the newly purchased clothes in the cloakroom. After saying goodnight, he reluctantly turned and left.

Mi Lan looked at the door that was gradually closing, feeling a sudden sense of loss in her heart for no reason.It's been a year, this year, every time he came back, he always sent himself to the bedroom, then turned and left.In fact, in my heart, I hope he will stay, right?

But she couldn't say the word "stay".

Mi Lan sighed, shook her head, and didn't think about it.He turned around and picked up his pajamas, went to the bathroom, took a shower and went to bed.Just when I lifted the quilt, I found three or four books beside the bed.The one on the top is "Enterprise Operation and Management". Isn't this a book by Lao Tang? Why are they lying around?While criticizing Tang Muyang, Mi Lan wanted to send the book to Lao Tang.But when her fingertips just touched the pages of the book, Mi Lan suddenly thought of something, paused her hand, and the corner of her mouth suddenly curled into a beautiful arc.This Tang Muyang forgot to take away even the books, and slept in his bedroom when he was not around, right?This discovery immediately made Mi Lan feel annoyed and amused.Flipping through the remaining few books, Mi Lan was stunned.Buddhist scriptures?There is actually a Buddhist scripture in it? !Since when did he like to read Buddhist scriptures?Does he want to be a monk?Mi Lan was taken aback by her own thoughts, and panicked for no reason.

"Mi Lan, I forgot a few books..." Tang Muyang knocked on the door, then opened the door and entered.As soon as he came in, he saw Mi Lan holding his book in his hand, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Mi Lan turned her head and looked at Tang Muyang incredulously. There was inquiry and doubt in her eyes. Why did he suddenly become interested in Buddhist scriptures?

Tang Muyang was baffled by Mi Lan, thinking, Mi Lan couldn't be angry, right?It's all my own fault, I forgot to take the book away when I woke up in the morning, it's all over now, Mi Lan must have discovered my plan.

"That... that Mi Lan, don't be angry, I... I only sleep here when I miss you." Tang Muyang quickly explained.

Mi Lan frowned, "Then what do you mean, when you don't want me, you can sleep in the guest room opposite?"

"Uh... no, no, I..." Tang Muyang froze for a moment, then shook his head in denial.He just thought, she won't let me!

"Okay, tell me, why did you think of reading Buddhist scriptures?" Mi Lan raised the book in her hand, she was still more concerned about this issue.

Hey, why did he put this book here?Tang Muyang's heart suddenly lifted to his chest.It was a few years ago when he woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night. He dreamed that Mi Lan was shot in the chest by a gangster while performing a mission.At that time, he was scared by his dream and stayed up all night, so he called Mi Lan the next morning, and he didn't feel relieved until her voice came over the phone.But for the next few nights in a row, he always had trouble falling asleep.A friend recommended him to read the Buddhist scriptures and calm down.Sure enough, it was really effective.

Later, whenever he missed Mi Lan and couldn't fall asleep, he would read the Buddhist scriptures, meditate, calm down, and calm down his restlessness and uneasiness.But, can this... be told the truth?

"This... this, Mi Lan, I just watch it when I'm bored, self-cultivation, hehe, self-cultivation!" Tang Muyang coughed lightly and said, fearing that Mi Lan wouldn't believe it, he continued to talk nonsense, "You don't know, it's very difficult to run a business now." Difficult, as a company leader, standing at the top of the company is related to the livelihood of 3000 to [-] people. I need to keep a calm mind at all times to accurately judge and make decisions. Study Buddhist scriptures when I have time. It can make your mind clear, cultivate your body and cultivate your character!"

But no matter how well the reason was made up, Mi Lan still noticed the momentary dodge in Lao Tang's eyes.Read Buddhist scriptures to cultivate one's morality?If he said that reading the Buddhist scriptures is for the sake of purging one's mind and asceticism, she can still believe it to a certain extent.Wait, ascetic? !Mi Lan suddenly realized something, complex emotions flashed in her eyes, looked at Lao Tang, and suddenly called out: "Tang Muyang!"

"To!"

Seeing Tang Muyang's serious but guilty look, Mi Lan's eyes showed a faint smile, this Tang Muyang knew how to make up to fool her, she would see what he would do next.In the blink of an eye, Mi Lan had already made up her mind, and then slowly approached Tang Muyang step by step.At this time, she was wearing a silk pajamas, her slender body was looming, with a touch of lazy style and charm, she stopped half a step away from Lao Tang.

Tang Muyang only felt that the danger was approaching, so he looked at him with a faint smile as danger, and there was temptation in the danger, he couldn't see through his making up nonsense, and wanted...to beat him up?

"Is it really for self-cultivation?" He exhaled like blue, and his tone was surprisingly gentle.

"When...Of course!" Tang Muyang swallowed, this is definitely the gentleness before the storm, and the damn thing is that there is still a temptation that he can't refuse!He could feel his heart beating faster.

Heh... I don't want to tell the truth yet!The smile on the corner of Mi Lan's mouth deepened, she bowed slightly and approached Tang Muyang, and whispered in his ear, "I thought you wanted to be pure and ascetic!"

The familiar scent lingered on the tip of his nose, and the light laughter seemed to be filled with endless ambiguity, which aroused the desire hidden in Tang Muyang's heart.What on earth is this Milan going to do?The two were so close, he was really afraid that he would lose control! "Mi... Mi Lan, I'm... I'm..."

Before Tang Muyang could say "yes", Mi Lan suddenly leaned over and kissed him on the lips.This kiss, like the touch of a dragonfly on water, is lost in an instant.But Tang Muyang felt like he was getting an electric shock, his mind went blank, and he forgot to speak in a daze.

Mi Lan's face was slightly astringent, but she still smiled charmingly, knowingly asked: "What is it? Is it self-cultivation, or pure heart and asceticism?"

Tang Muyang looked at the red lips, and it took a long time to recover.Seeing the playful smile in Mi Lan's eyes, he suddenly understood that this woman did it on purpose, absolutely on purpose, and he was almost "molested" by her? !Seduce him, right?Hehe, Tang Muyang smiled slightly, it was rare for this woman to take the initiative, how could he let go of this great opportunity.So he also imitated Mi Lan, approached her ear, and asked softly, "Want to know?"

The magnetic voice and warm breath brushed Mi Lan's ears, making her heart tremble, and she couldn't help but want to take a step back and put a distance between the two of them.But Tang Muyang seemed to have expected it long ago, and when Mi Lan retreated, he put his arms around her waist and locked her in his arms.Her head was pressed against her forehead, and hot air was exhaled from her lips, "In front of you, even if I want to be ascetic, I can't resist your temptation!"

The ambiguous tone and ambiguous posture made Mi Lan, who had just taken the initiative, suddenly become passive, and said in a panic, "Tang Muyang, you...what do you want to do?"

Tang Muyang smiled lowly, with a hoarse voice, "I don't want to do anything, I just want to...kiss you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and covered her lips, not giving her any chance to refuse, carefully rubbing her lips and teeth, attacking the city all the way, sucking and entwining, lingering endlessly...

After the kiss was over, the breaths of both of them were a little confused. Tang Muyang gently rubbed Mi Lan's blushing cheeks, and whispered in her ear with uncontrollable desire: "Actually, you are my best Buddhist scriptures."

After finishing speaking, she lightly bit Mi Lan's earlobe, and Mi Lan felt a strange numbness spread instantly, making her heart tremble, "Tang Muyang, don't...uh..."

Before Mi Lan could take a few breaths, Tang Muyang sealed her lips domineeringly, drowning what she wanted to say in endless desire.Confused, the two had retreated to the bedside.Tang Muyang grabbed Mi Lan's waist, put her down on the bed, and then pressed himself on top of her, sucking the fragrance from her mouth domineeringly, as if he wanted to make up for the love that had been separated for more than ten years...

"Mi Lan, I don't want to wait anymore..." The desire that has been suppressed for so many years can no longer be suppressed, Tang Muyang's hands began to move up and down Mi Lan's body wantonly, eager to possess everything about her.

"Old Tang..." Mi Lan couldn't think, but instinctively stopped the hands that wanted to untie her belt. Is this okay?They... They haven't remarried yet, and her marriage application report hasn't been approved yet!

Tang Muyang looked at Mi Lan under him with fiery eyes, lowered his head and kissed Mi Lan's fair neck, his breathing became rough, "I have been a monk for more than ten years, can you bear it?"

Such resentful words instantly hit the softest part of Mi Lan's heart, yes, how could she bear it?This man has waited for her for so many years without complaint or regret, how can she bear it?Gradually put down the hand, no longer stop.My heart was given to him a long time ago, if I sink, then I will accompany him...

A warm smile appeared on the corner of Tang Muyang's mouth, and he kissed Mi Lan's eyes tenderly and pitifully, all the way down, kissing her nose bridge, her lips, her collarbone...Tearing off the pajamas on her body, she also took off The clothes on her body are integrated with her, lingering to death...

"Drip——" Early in the morning, the ringtone of the mobile phone woke up the sleeping person. Tang Muyang stretched out his hand in a daze, touched the mobile phone on the bedside table, and pressed the answer button without looking at it, "Hello?"

"..."

"Hello?" He didn't hear a response, so Lao Tang easily fed him, the disturbing dream of this early morning.

After waiting for a few seconds, just as Lao Tang was about to turn off the phone, a familiar but surprised voice came from the phone:

"...Old Tang?!"

"Oh, Xiaomi..." Lao Tang heard his daughter's voice, and asked vaguely, "Called early in the morning, what's the matter?"

"Uh...it's okay, it's okay, you continue to sleep, I'm dead!"

Tang Xiaomi looked at the phone in his hand in disbelief, what's going on?She clearly called Mi Lan's phone just now, why did Lao Tang answer it?This early in the morning, could it be... Could it be... Wow, the more Tang Xiaomi thought about it, the more likely it was, Lao Tang finally made a move! ! !

After Tang Muyang was woken up by a phone call from Xiaomi, he no longer felt sleepy.Looking at the sleeping person in his arms, thinking of last night, my heart is filled with happiness and satisfaction.Looking at her eyebrows, her nose, and her red lips, I couldn't help but lower my head and peck her lips, but it didn't feel enough, so I couldn't help but deepened the force, and my hands began to behave irregularly.

Mi Lan only felt sore all over her body, her whole body seemed to be falling apart, and she was powerless to resist, allowing Tang Muyang to do whatever she wanted on her body, just vaguely reminding, "Tang Muyang, I have to go back to the army today..."

After all, Tang Muyang still cared about Mi Lan, not too much, just kept it warm, and then got up to prepare breakfast for Mi Lan, "You sleep a little longer, I will call you when breakfast is ready!"

Tang Muyang looked at Mi Lan's sleepy and lazy appearance, it seemed that she was really exhausted last night!Smiling and kissing her on the forehead, he got up, got dressed and went downstairs.

Not long after Tang Muyang left, Mi Lan also woke up.I got up and walked to the bathroom, and found that the bathtub had already filled with water, I tried the temperature, and it was just right, I pursed my lips and smiled, quite satisfied with Tang Muyang's carefulness.But when she saw the hickey marks all over her body, she couldn't help complaining, did she let a wolf out?She was still sore from the unrestrained demands last night.If it wasn't for rushing back to the army in the morning, she really wanted to sleep for a while.

When Tang Muyang went upstairs to ask Mi Lan to have breakfast, Mi Lan was already sitting in front of the mirror and finishing her makeup.Lao Tang didn't give any reminders, just leaning against the bedroom door, looking at Mi Lan with a cheerful face, full of happiness.Mi Lan glanced at Tang Muyang who was standing there with a smirk, her face flushed slightly, and she coughed unnaturally.

Tang Muyang walked over with a smile, knelt down in front of Mi Lan, held her hand, and asked, "Wife, look, when shall we go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to remarry?"

Mi Lan turned her face away in embarrassment, and said insincerely, "When did I promise to remarry you?"

Tang Muyang yelled anxiously: "Honey, I was already yours last night. You took advantage, so you can't be irresponsible?"

Mi Lan's face flushed instantly, and she didn't know who was taking advantage of whom!With a sound of reproach, "Tang Muyang, don't be serious..."

"Do husbands and wives still need to be serious?" Tang Muyang chuckled, and no longer entangled with this question, "Go, go have breakfast, and try the porridge made by my husband!"

After finishing speaking, Tang Muyang picked up Mi Lan and walked out of the room.

Mi Lan exclaimed, wrapped his hands around his neck, and shouted while struggling, "Tang Muyang, let me down!"

"Let you down, I'm an idiot!"

"If you don't let me down again, I'll—"

"Don't move, don't move, if I accidentally step on the empty stairs, you won't be able to return to the army today!"

Tang Muyang smiled and threatened the restless woman in his arms.

Sure enough, it worked!Mi Lan didn't struggle anymore, but just gave Tang Muyang a bitter look, buried her face in his chest, and let Lao Tang carry her downstairs.

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