Chapter 567 On Taotie’s Self-cultivation (49)
The man's voice was cold, as if mixed with ice.
"The pet I raised came to my third brother."
In an instant, it was snowing and freezing in July.
Jiang Tang:......
A strange feeling of guilt arose in my heart.
What's going on with this sense of déjà vu being fucked by a captured girl? !
Oh my god, why does Song Chaoye appear here? !
"Ouch..."
No, just listen to my excuses.
It's a pity that Jiang Tang can't speak now and can only shrink his head and pretend to be dead.
Song Chaoling looked confused and in disbelief.
"Is this little beast raised by you, my dear brother?"
Song Chaoye curled his lips coldly, looked at Jiang Tang with his eyes as black as ink jade, and his thick eyebrows were lowered.
"This little guy came to you after eating enough at my place. He is really heartless."
Jiang. Heartless. Tang:......
"Brother Huang, could it be that he admitted his mistake? This little guy ran down from the mountain behind my house and often comes to sleep with me at night. How could he be raised by Brother Huang?"
"Sleep with you?"
The man was almost gnashing his teeth as he spoke every word. His handsome face was as dark as thick ink, and his whole body exuded a terrifying and cold aura.
Jiang Tang felt that it would be better for him to pack his luggage and retreat to the mountains and forests.
She definitely couldn't stay in this palace any longer.
She never wanted to see Song Chaye and Song Chaoling again.
Song Chaoling also stroked Jiang Tang's head, smiling gently and innocently.
"Yes, Xiao Hei is very good and clings to me."
Stop...stop, who is Xiao Hei? Who clings to you? If you fucking say this now, can't you see that it's adding fuel to the fire?
Jiang Tang simply curled his tail, covered his face, huddled up and pretended to be dead.
She finally figured out that Song Chaoling was not a good person either.
His usual reserved and gentle temperament is all an illusion. In comparison, Song Chaoye was much more domineering and willful. The man narrowed his cold eyes and stared at the back of Jiang Tang's head. His voice was as cold as the cold wind in February, bone-chilling.
"Xiao Hei?"
The man paused, then stretched out his hand.
"Come here."
Jiang Tang moved his head, then put away his tail and stood up.
Now in the past, it is to give up the dependence value at your fingertips.
But when she turned around and saw Song Chaye's eyes, she jumped lightly from Song Chaoling's arms to Song Chaye's palm in the next second.
"Ouch."
Jiang Tang turned around and called Song Chaoling, his voice soft.
Song Chaoye grabbed Jiang Tang, put it into his chest, and blocked it tightly with his outer robe, showing his strong possessiveness vividly.
Song Chaoling looked at all this, his expression unchanged, but there was clearly an undercurrent surging in his clear eyes.
He rubbed his fingertips, feeling Jiang Tang's body temperature just now, and pursed his thin lips into a thin line.
Song Chaoye raised his eyes with high aura.
"I will definitely discipline this little thing more in the future, and I will never let her run around again."
Jiang Tang felt the vibration in the man's chest, and the tip of his nose was filled with the clear and rich ambergris from his body, which smelled so good.
Then she heard Song Chaoling's voice again.
"Since Xiao Hei is born to be active, the emperor would let her play around and confine her in this palace all day long, for fear that she would be unhappy."
Then Jiang Tang felt that Song Chaoye's hand strength suddenly increased, and then her whole face was pressed against the man's strong chest, and her nose was crushed.
"Ouch..."
Jiang Tang yelled in dissatisfaction, "Her tall and beautiful nose!"
Song Chaye didn't feel it at all. He looked at Song Chaoling. Under the candlelight, there were two men, one as tall as a pine, one as slender as a bamboo, one aloof and domineering, and the other restrained and gentle.
Two completely different temperaments, the same handsome face.
Come on, come on, who of the two will you pick?
As for who is true and who is false, you can make a bold guess.
(End of chapter)