delicate flowers and weeds

As soon as the bedroom door was closed, Tang Hua's fist hit Jiang Mingyuan's face the next second.

Jiang Mingyuan grabbed it with one hand, and the touch in his hand seemed to hold a piece of high-quality mutton fat jade, which made him feel a little distracted for a while: "You miss me so much? Little Huaer, can't wait to throw yourself into your arms?"

He endured it with great endurance, blood rushing to the top of his head, trying to convince himself: "But no, you haven't turned eighteen yet."

Jiang Mingyuan kept rubbing Tanghua's wrists with his fingers, wishing he could touch every part of his body. He licked his lips and hesitated: "Actually... it's not impossible now... I will take responsibility..."

responsible?

Responsible for what?

Tang Hua was so angry that he went crazy, he didn't even have the time to think about the meaning of these words, he pointed at Jiang Mingyuan, his fingers trembling, his anger covered his cold white complexion with a layer of blush, and he widened his eyes: "Come and fight!"

"Fighting" and "throwing into arms" were synonyms for Jiang Mingyuan at this time, he lost his mind the first time he saw Tang Hua, and fell into a frenzy with ten layers of filters blurred by seeing people.Even when Tang Hua scolded him, "Are you sick?" he would automatically interpret it as "he cares about me", and he was obsessed and out of control.

Moreover, Tanghua has been labeled as his property, and in his world, there is no idea or possibility that the other party is not him. The only thing he thinks about is how to face the behemoth of the Tang family.

With a snow-white face, Tang Hua snorted twice, with an uneasy expression on his face, he bit his lower lip, stretched out his hand to sweep his leg, and confronted Jiang Mingyuan in a stalemate.

hiss!What a strength!

Jiang Mingyuan looked like a dog, but who knew that he was a man named Tarzan?Like a stone in a latrine, it is hard and smelly, and I will definitely not find a daughter-in-law in the future!

Tang Hua was slandering while blocking, but in an instant, the two of them had passed more than a dozen moves, and he tried his best, but the other party felt that this was an "ambiguous" game, like a cat teasing a mouse, Quite indulgent.Later, they fought one by one and retreated one by one, and moved to the desk without knowing it.

not good!

There is clearly a plan for Fei Cao's birthday on the table!

Never let others see it!

Tang Hua was half angry and half anxious, and the fist he swung was held back by someone's iron frame. He used [-]% of his strength to pull back, and staggered a few times. At this time, as long as he supported the desk, he could stand on balance and would not be in a panic. Lost grace.

But the young master gritted his teeth, resisting his instinct, and controlled his body to fall to the other side. He closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered, and was ready to face the cold floor.

A figure flashed past, nimble and fast, the pain he imagined did not come, Jiang Mingyuan threw him to the ground first, hugged him tightly in his arms, and wrapped him up contentedly, and finally sighed: "Little Huaer, little girl!" Baby, if you really want to throw yourself into your arms, just say it directly, why be so tactful? If it hurts and touches me, it will hurt me so much!"

The window was opened slightly, the breeze was blowing, the curtains were blown, and the sunlight came in from the outside, shining on the solid wood cross-grain floor, where the two teenagers were lying.

Tang Hua blushed, he didn't know whether it was from anger or from being strangled, he pushed "Tarzan the Ape" in front of him, and took a few breaths: "Let...let me go..."

A pair of big hands slid across his neck, then pressed his satin hair, and pulled him towards him forcefully, pressing him into his chest.

"Bang bang bang", a powerful heartbeat came.

Jiang Mingyuan lowered his head and stared at his sweetheart who was buried in his chest, and his hand fell on the back of the other's neck, and his fingertips kept rubbing against the delicate skin.He could feel the person in his arms trembling, and he could see the redness where his hands passed.But he couldn't control himself, like a drug addict can't control himself.

He was a little distracted, felt that nothing was enough, and almost threw his reason into the sky for a moment, so he had to ignore it.

Jiang Mingyuan licked his lips, with a dangerous light in his eyes, but what he said in his mouth was: "No heart! Little Huaer, I was almost injured in order to save you, so I didn't say thank you? Just let me go." open you?"

No, this is the young master held by the Tang family in the palm of his hand, with golden branches and jade leaves, extremely honorable.

Although he really wanted to hold the other party on the bed, but he couldn't do it now!

And Jiang Mingyuan didn't forget that this young master was quite fierce, he could write a book about his achievements in Jiang's martial arts school, and beat his brothers to the ground.

Tang Hua gritted her teeth, and repeatedly convinced herself that although Jiang Mingyuan was a perverted psychopath, he did help him by saying it. The young master didn't know the dangerous thought that flashed through the other party's mind just now. If he knew, he wouldn't Will sign the alliance under the city, he muffled: "Thank you...thank you..."

Okay, thank you for saying it, can you let me go?

This appeasement policy didn't have the original effect, instead, Jiang Metamorphosis was delighted by the "thank you", laughed all over his body, and hugged him even tighter, wanting to melt this soft and tender young master into his own flesh and blood , he squinted his eyes: "Little Hua'er, you're so good, my brother really wants to love you well~"

Tang Hua was strangled with stares in his eyes, finally broke free from the chain-like shackles and breathed a sigh of relief, hearing this, he glared at him like a cat whose hair has exploded.

His eyes are black and white, and it’s okay when it’s cold, but once there is emotion in his eyes, it’s so lively, like a seductive and sinking mountain goblin, with boundless charm and incomparable beauty, he jumped repeatedly in Jiang Mingyuan’s aesthetics .

Jiang Mingyuan panted heavily, his lower eyelids were a little red, he stretched out his hand to evoke the young master's beautiful jawline, all the way up, the destination was the emotional eyes of the other party he couldn't put it down.

The hand was opened with a "snap", Tang Hua frowned: "What are you doing?"

I want to do it. You.

young master.

Jiang Mingyuan smirked: "Nothing."

Tang Hua tilted her head: "Then let me go?"

"I don't." Jiang Mingyuan put one hand around the young master's waist, which felt less than an inch, slender and easy to hold, and almost lost control for a while: "Unless...unless you call me a good brother."

elder brother?

Thinking of Tang Jing inexplicably, Tang Hua wrinkled her nose and thought: Could it be that there are so many people in the Jiang family, but they can't satisfy Jiang Mingyuan's strange habit of being an older brother?Want to snatch someone else's brother?

Jiang Mingyuan sighed slightly, bewildered: "How is it? Little Hua'er, call me good brother, and I'll let you get up."

After all he said, his hands were not honest, and he covered Tang Hua's eyes with a little hesitation. The two were very close, and he caressed those smoky eyes almost reverently.

There is a long-haired cat in this world.

Its fur is brilliant, its appearance is sky-high, but its claws are sharp. In this kind of cat's consciousness, it doesn't feel that it is a cat and is raised by humans. If you tease it too much, it will definitely bleed dripping.

Tang Hua is very much like this cat at the moment.

The safe distance was violated, so that his back was covered with a layer of cold sweat. He erected his spine, arched his back, and looked for an opportunity to attack like a prey animal.

There was discomfort in the eyes, the lower tail was red, and Jiang Mingyuan's daring made Tang Hua even more energetic.

Finally, the opponent relaxed a little, and in the arena, the identities of the hunter and the prey were instantly switched.

With a punch that broke the wind, Tang Hua flicked his wrist and stood up from the ground. His tone was cold, almost gnashing his teeth: "My brother is only Tang Jing. If you want to be my brother, you can wait until the next life!...You can do it yourself!" The death of the feet..."

In the end, Jiang Mingyuan walked out of Tang's house with two black eyes. Tang's mother was still chattering away, scolding her youngest son: "Oh, little Hua'er? How can you fight with your friends?..."

After a while, he ran to be a peacemaker: "Ming Yuan, don't be angry, this kid is spoiled by me, I will definitely tell him to give you an explanation... He definitely didn't do it on purpose, don't worry about it because of it." This is the birth point, alas, between friends, it's normal to have a disagreement..."

After a while, I went to call the servant again: "Where is the doctor? Have you called Dr. Li? Did you tell me when you will come?..."

Like a sheep in wolf's clothing, Jiang Mingyuan is decent and polite in front of outsiders: "It's okay, it's okay, Auntie, I'm really fine... Besides, I'm rough-skinned, what's wrong with being hit twice by Xiao Huaer? It's okay."

When he walked out of Tang's villa, Jiang Mingyuan turned his head and smiled, full of complacency inside.

Tang Hua was caught by those sticky and fiery eyes, and felt chills for no reason, like a prey being stalked by a beast on the African savannah, and the next second his bone marrow trembled, the danger was imminent.

He didn't even listen to what Tang mother was nagging behind him, walked up the stairs like a wandering soul, closed the door, until he sat at the desk and saw the share that he had forged with love and painstaking efforts. The boyfriend's birthday schedule just came back to life.

Tang Hua rubbed her face, and attributed the abnormality just now to her being too sensitive.

In the past, he didn't know about people, and his love and love were only limited to the description of literature and film and television works, and he only had a superficial understanding, so he knew nothing about Jiang Mingyuan's thoughts.

He labeled Jiang Mingyuan as "perverted and insane", never thinking about the deep meaning of the other party's cross-border actions, and even blindly thought that the booing of the Jiang family was nothing more than a humiliation to himself.

With one punch, the humiliation was gone.

Until Tanghua fell in love with Feicao, all his cognitions about love and love were positive. He felt that love was beautiful and pure, and he always smiled when he thought about it. Although he knew a little about human affairs , but her boyfriend restrains himself and respects him very much, so these cognitions are also limited.

Now the young master is keenly aware of something wrong with Jiang Mingyuan, but to a certain extent he is ignorant of it.

In his innocent 17 years, no one told him that there is another kind of love in this world, which is negative, cruel, and painful. The desire to control and possess is at work in it, and the dark destructive factor is around the corner.

So the young master thought that Jiang Mingyuan was dangerous when he was close to the truth, but when he came back to his senses, he blurred this instinct again and ignored it.

Tang Hua put everything behind her, opened the pen again, and thousands of birthday plans flashed through her mind.

Well, by the way, what is Fei Cao doing? ...

Does he know it's his birthday?

Would he...would he like me like this...

I miss him so much.

The author has something to say:

Jiang (can't understand human language at all) Ming Yuan: He took the initiative to throw himself into my arms, he must have loved me badly.