Rebirth of the Husband Program

Hearing this, the man's eyes froze, he knew what his boy was going to do.He let go of his hand, gave him an encouraging smile, and said softly, "No matter what you do, no matter whether you fail or succeed, as long as you remember, I will always be by your side."

The deep voice spoke provocative words, Tang Qimo's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and all the tension and fear disappeared like the wind.

The corners of her lips curved slightly involuntarily, and her dark, ink-like eyes sparkled with a smile. The waves of light flowed, and the pupils clearly reflected the man's face, and finally froze in the man's gentle, water-like eyes.

"Ah."

The man looked at him intently, and then saw him slowly leaning towards him, his purple pupils shrank suddenly.The next moment, I felt something warm on my lips, and something warm and soft was pressed against it.

The man opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and stared blankly at the young man pulling away from his body, his eyes were bright like a stealing cat, and his smile was gentle and indifferent.

After the astonishment passed, those purple eyes burst into a thick smile, and the man chuckled twice, as if talking to himself, in an inaudible voice, "Do it again, okay?"

As he spoke, he repeated softly, "One more time."

This time when Tang Qimo heard it, the smile in his eyes deepened.As promised, he leaned over and kissed the man's mouth again, but this time he didn't just taste it, but stuck out his tongue to pry open the man's confinement lips and teeth and broke in.

He felt that the man's body shook violently, and his breathing became heavier.Tang Qimo smiled wickedly and pulled away.

It's a pity that before he left, he was shackled vigorously by the man. His strong arms hugged him with one hand, and the other hand imprisoned the back of his head to prevent him from leaving. His fiery lips and tongue swept over like a storm.

The nimble tongue sucked fiercely around Tang Qimo's lips, and Tang Qimo couldn't resist the madness that seemed to eat his whole life into his stomach.

In the end, he had to lay shamelessly on the man's body, feeling the scalding heat sprayed on his face by his heavy breathing, bearing the waves of darkness splashed in those purple eyes, the desire to gather suddenly like a wild beast.

After finally ending this ferocious kiss, Tang Qimo, who could not steal the chicken, opened his mouth to pant with a red complexion, and then gave the man a hard look.

What he didn't know was how alluring the eyes he thought were ferocious were in the eyes of men.

The eyes were smudged by the physiological water vapor produced by the lack of oxygen, not a trace of fierceness, but shimmering.The fair cheeks were stained with a blush, as if a layer of rouge had been applied on it, it looked good in no time.

The man's eyes dimmed, and he couldn't help leaning over to kiss her.

In the end it was Tang Qimo who came back to his senses and pushed hard to get a chance to breathe.

"Stop making trouble, it's important to do business."

I'm afraid Li Hua can't wait any longer, so he can't waste time here.

"Okay, I'll let you off for now." The man let go of his arms, letting the boy go free.

Seeing his flushed face, he felt itchy and wanted to hug the boy and kiss him non-stop.

I thought so, but didn't do anything.

Tang Qimo tidied up his messy clothes, took a deep breath, "Then I'll start."

As he spoke, he walked to the table, stroked the scratches on the guitar with one hand, felt the rough feeling from his fingertips, and said as if he were dead.

"Restored to their original."

Tang Qimo stared at the guitar without blinking, and he didn't feel the pain as if his head had been crushed before. He was already ready to bear this pain again, how could he know...

"It seems to have failed." Tang Qimo smiled at the man, "I thought I was capable."

The man looked at the guitar without saying a word. He suddenly said after a while, "Try to restore your original appearance."

"You mean..." Tang Qimo's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately understood what the man meant.

Putting his hand on the scratches on the guitar again, Tang Qimo's expression changed, and he solemnly said, "Return to your original appearance."

Suddenly, Tang Qimo had a headache, the kind of pain that seemed to be pricked by a needle.Not very painful, but tolerable.

"It's okay." The man who had been focusing on the young man walked over the moment his expression changed and hugged him.

When his eyes fell on the pale face that had faded from blood, his brows furrowed fiercely.

He regretted it, and he should not have let him try if he knew earlier.

Such a weak and pale appearance is very dazzling in the eyes, the man's eyes are as dark as an abyss.The slender and cool palm covered Tang Qimo's forehead covered in cold sweat, and the warm white light radiated from his hand.

With the appearance of the white light, Tang Qimo's complexion improved a lot, and even the pain was reduced a lot.

"Huh...thank you." With a breath, Tang Qimo pushed his hand away and looked at the guitar.

The previously scarred guitar became intact in an instant, and even some rusty strings became brand new and smooth.

This guitar is like new, it doesn't look like it's been in the warehouse for a long time.

"This is really mine..." Tang Qimo was so excited that he couldn't speak, oh my god, he is really capable.

He really turned from an ordinary person into a superpower?

And if he thinks well about this ability, it should be——

"Speaking spirit." The man answered him, Tang Qimo gazed at him with serious and deep eyes, "Your ability is speaking spirit, the ability to turn words into reality."

"Terrifying and heaven-defying power." The man defined it. He had never encountered a youth-like ability. It might have appeared a long time ago, but it gradually disappeared with the passage of time.

Maybe it's the boy's own ability, this kind of ability is simply the ability after the mutation of mental power.

If someone knows the boy's heaven-defying ability and turns language into reality, then human life can disappear with just one sentence.If this ability is known to others, then what the boy will face is not glory but disaster.

For this young man, is Yan Ling a glory or a disaster?

What a man can think of, naturally Tang Qimo can think of it too.He showed a bitter smile, "I think it's a disaster."

The joy of knowing that he is a capable person is gone, replaced by panic and anxiety with a huge treasure.

Sensing Tang Qimo's uneasy mood, the man was silent for a while, stretched out his hand to cover the back of his hand, and his deep voice contained conviction.His voice is not loud, but it is loud, "If you are afraid, then become stronger."

"Become stronger." He murmured in a trance, and his dark eyes gradually became firm from dazed.

"Yes, no one can bully me as long as I become stronger."

At this moment, Tang Qimo finally made up his mind to become stronger.

It was Tang Qimo's decision and his goal not to allow anyone to covet his ability.

"I know you have doubts about your ability now, but we can go back and talk about it. If we delay, I'm afraid that child will cry."

"Are you well now?" Zhang Xiaoyu said cautiously, and the child almost burst into tears.The boss won't scold Tang Qimo, but he will take his anger out on him.Just after he went out, he was told several times by the boss.

"Here we come." Tang Qimo replied, and then said to the man, "Where are you waiting for me? Here or outside, I only have one hour to work, so it will be over soon."

"I'll wait for you outside." The man said, staring at him tenderly, "I want to look at you."

Tang Qimo smiled, "Alright, then let's go, I'll find the boss to reserve a place for you, there must be a place."

There is indeed a position, and that position is not far from where Tang Qimo played.The man looked around and was very satisfied with this position.

Standing beside the man, Li Hua watched the boy calmly stand on the stage, then sat on the stool, and put the guitar in a good position.The whole movement flows like flowing water, elegant and casual.

The soft light hit his face, making his brows and eyes clear and delicate, and his ink-like eyes glanced around, showing a hint of affection.

But when the first tone was plucked, the voices in the hall gradually disappeared, and only the smooth music rippled in the quiet hall, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

They had never heard such smooth music, and each scale was full of joy, which made everyone jump with joy.