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The beautiful spring light suddenly turned into a room killer.

Lin Lang's back was dripping with blood and wet his hair.

"You are, are you going to kill me?"

The woman's cheeks were as red as fire, but a pair of phoenix eyes squinted, revealing the cold color.

Fortunately, she was sensitive enough just now, and after realizing that he looked slightly different, she grasped the hand on the back with her backhand, but she was still scratched.

The black sleeved sword held in Xie Liancheng's hand was still dripping with blood.

Unless necessary, Lin Lang will not hurt herself, and she is not masochistic.

She didn't expect that Xie Liancheng would hurt her when the two of them were good.

Ha ha, fight back?

The hero is really long enough.

This deeply sadistic game is getting more and more fun.

Lin Lang squeezed her fingers tightly, and Xiujian was snatched into her hand, and she threw it on the soft blanket, making a clanging sound.

His pupils shrunk, watching the little sword roll down on the ground and hit the corner of the table before he could stop it. I felt a pain in my chin, and a cold palm pulled his face back without mercy, "Say, who instructed you to do this?"

Her two curved eyebrows were like sharp blades, and she pressed the eyes below with a stern gesture, producing a chill. He remembered that when the two met for the first time, she was the guarded and vigilant look.

After a big circle, I still returned to the origin.

No, it's even worse than before.

Surprise, anger, and suspicion made her very indifferent.

Xie Liancheng didn't look at her frosty complexion, she lowered her eyelashes slightly, and cast a light shadow on her eyelids.

"No one instructed me, everything was done by myself, I ... want the general to die."

"Why am I not good enough for you?"

Lin Lang's angry expression betrayed by his lover can't wait to swallow him alive.

Xie Liancheng did not directly answer this question, but said calmly, "Since these days, Lian Cheng thanked the general for his affection and love, but I and the general are people of the two worlds. The general lives on the body of the prince. Since these days, look It ’s okay to go up, but what about in the future? "

"Liancheng didn't want to wake up one day, the generals devoured the will of the prince, or gnawed at each other, and the consciousness was confused, and turned into a walking puppet. By that time, how should Liancheng get along with himself? "

"So, you killed General Ben to prevent future troubles. Xie Liancheng, General Ben really looked down on you." Lin Lang was expressionless and strangled his throat, just tighten it so hard, the world There is no more thanks to the people.

The man couldn't breathe easily, his face quickly turned red, and there was a faint glow of purple. But he did not ask for mercy, a pair of glazed eyes reflected the cold face of the woman.

Under the strong squeeze, his consciousness gradually faded away, like a fish in a dry quagmire, and no matter how struggling, it didn't help.

The disparity in force between the two makes him no room for resistance.

"Boom--"

Seeing that his breath was getting weaker and weaker, Lin Lang reached out and flicked, and he rolled into the bed, coughing painfully while covering his throat.

Lin Lang pulled back his clothes, picked up the sleeved sword that was thrown to the table, walked back to the bed again, and looked at Xie Liancheng coldly.

He was covered with blue silk all over his bed, half covered with white ice muscles, even in such awkward posture, there was a beautiful and charming style. He saw the other person's shadow fold back again, his fingers still holding his small black sword that he wanted to kill.

The shadow shrouded above.

He closed his eyes and waited for the final verdict.

"Uh--"

The sound of the blade sweeping, cold, harsh.

But he didn't feel any pain.

Xie Liancheng opened her eyelids, her figure never looking back.

as well as……

A cut of hair in front of him.

"Xie Gongzi is so handsome, like looking at the moon in the water, I Li Linliang is a rough man, I dare not delusional!"

"From now on, you and me will be like this.

There was a strange throat, and he firmly closed his mouth, not wanting her to see her own embarrassment until he heard the sound of the door outside.

Xie Liancheng's eyes fell on the black hair.

Is it right?

He was thinking absently, and there was sticky blood flowing between his fingers.

The more he wanted to cover up, the more he flowed.

Xie Liancheng carefully held her broken hair with a clean hand, as if her breath remained.

He still succeeded.

Even if she was not killed, he was rejected by her and she would never come to haunt her again.

She was so angry just now that she didn't do anything to him. I'm afraid she won't hurt him in the future. He knows her, so the bright, straightforward and decisive person is disdain to play with his mean villain. Since she made the act of breaking her hair, it was her last promise-to keep him alive, and since then, she has known each other.

He can live a good life and give away his father's retirement.

He should be happy, isn't he?

Xie Liancheng was trembling, he was clenching his teeth, but still trembling coldly, his eyes trembling gently in the eye sockets, making a thin mist of water.

His body temperature has always been low. If he encounters cold weather, his body is like being pulled out of the ice cellar. The man always distressed him and hugged him in his arms to keep him warm.

But now, she is gone.

It doesn't matter, he said to himself.

Lin Lang shrugged off her sleeves angrily, and after a while, her expression returned to her calmness. She squeezed her chin, thinking to herself, which green card should she turn over tonight?

She turned around and walked to the innermost room.

Among the many men in Mo Xiaoyan, Wang Fu Xie Liancheng is an alpine snow lotus and cannot be easily climbed. Yan Boye was born tall and beautiful, but he felt full of oppression and had a face all year round. Mo Xiaoyan actually did not like the feeling of being fully suppressed.

Wen Ting is Mo Xiaoyan's favorite. Although she said that a bowl of water is flat, as long as she is a human, she cannot avoid her preference.

As for the last entry, the teenager who likes to wear red clothes, called Dong Xiaodao, this random name is not a noble child when heard.

Dong Xiaodao is an orphan without a father and mother. He was led back by an old rogue to recognize his son. He was doing things like stealing chickens and dogs. Once he stole Mo Xiaoyan's money bag and was caught on the spot. Mo Xiaoyan was not angry, but gave him a silver ingot.

Dong Xiaodao thinks that this woman is a typical example of the legendary "man is stupid and has a lot of money". After returning to the old rogue, he decided to hug his thigh. He used the plan to let Mo Xiaoyan see his body, and then took out the tricks he had seen in the rivers and lakes for many years and used them all in Mo Xiaoyan's body.

Just getting out of bed was not enough. Mo Xiaoyan felt that Dong Xiaodao was born shabby and tacky. The whole person fell into the eyes of money, and he couldn't drill.

After each warmth, the man would open his mouth and ask her to ask for gold and silver jewelry, silk jewelry, and the straight and sturdy appearance almost crooked Mo Xiaoyan's nose.

She clearly slept as a man whose bright media was marrying in, but she had a sense of suffocation when she was treated as an injustice. She gave me heartache, and she seemed too stingy to not give her, and was so harsh on her man.

Mo Xiaoyan was slaughtered several times, and he gradually disliked going to Dong Xiaodao. Occasionally, he would whim and pull him to play with other men. That taste was indeed wonderful for her, and she was paid afterwards. It's also refreshing.

It can be said that Dong Xiaodao is the most "wonderful" one of the four men. His relationship with Mo Xiaoyan is more like the mode of "golden master" and "xiaozhuo", only talking about money and flirting.

"Squeak--"

Lin Lang pushed the door open, and the cold wind poured in from behind, causing Dong Xiaodao, who was counting the money under the lamp, to shudder.

The young man was slender, but he was wearing a high hair bun. On the left was a peacock title jade emerald gold step shake. On the right was a palm-sized jade flower and bird pattern comb. A shiny ruby ​​pendant hung between the foreheads. The slender butterfly earrings with gold and silver earrings were draped over the shoulders, in stark contrast to the thumb-sized pearl necklace on the neck.

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. Lin Lang wondered if he would be crushed by the heavy headgear. But the other party was much stronger than she thought, because at this time he was holding a red coral knot and wishing to poke **** the hair bag!

"Master, you are here!"

Dong Xiaodao turned his head, his tone was very pleasantly surprised.

Lin Lang clutched his chest for a long while without speaking.

Her aesthetic has been greatly impacted.

You said that a man dressed as a shiny Christmas tree would bear it too. This guy did n’t even understand what it means to be “being happy”, only knowing how to apply the best rouge gouache to his face. , Wiped several thick layers, had to become a monkey butt. Fan Sukou, who was originally a cherry with a small mouth, also tossed into the dead, painted greasy, as if he had eaten braised trotters for three days and two nights without washing his mouth.

The leg she was about to move into subconsciously wanted to withdraw.

As a result, the opponent was like a gust of wind, and she fell off her body. Lin Lang was thrown a fine powder on her side, and her nose was itchy. All kinds of luxurious jewelry made a heavy or light "la la la" sound, which pierced her eardrum.

This is a luminous Christmas tree that can walk, and it will shine wherever it goes. Lin Lang is almost not blinded.

"Master, the slave has been waiting for you for a long time. Why did you come here?" The young boy patted her chest shamelessly, Lin Lang almost didn't take a sip of blood from him. It hurts! Her soft chest is not made of iron!

Lin Lang was staggered by him and went in. The door was kicked by the opponent with his feet.

The teenager was n’t too agitated, so he walked into the inner room by pulling people, obviously to “go directly into the subject”.

Lin Lang: "..."

Boy, let me tell you, my sister is really an aesthetic person.

Lin Lang looked at the teenager sitting on his face with a blank expression. He was dissolving his clothes with red light on his face, and the hairpins with hairpins on his head wobbled, and then "cracked". A clear red seal was printed on the forehead.

Lin Lang: "..."

There is a saying in this general that my mom sells criticisms.

"Is it enough?" She drank and startled the teenager.

Lord General was quite bluffing when he froze. He hesitated and crawled down from her.

For a while, Dong Xiaodao was carelessly playing with dozens of silver bracelets in his hand, and heard the other party say, "Do you have any wine here?"

When he passed the door before, the king's palace feasted guests with hundreds of tables of running water.

Dong Xiaodao is distressed and dead. These are all white flowers. The prince is really a prodigal, and he doesn't know how to save at all. The more he thought, the more reluctant he was, wearing a red wedding dress, and sneaking back a few barrels of fine wine from the cellar nearest to his room.

Although he can't drink alcohol, he can sell it to others, and then he will be paid with a sum of money! Dong Xiaodao's wishful abacus sounded well.

In front of him, the prince asked him if he had any wine. Was it because she discovered that she was hiding? !

He was a little apprehensive, "Lord ..."

"Go get the wine, I want to drink it." Lin Lang slatted a face, not giving him the opportunity to explain.

Dong Xiaodao's face was stiff, and he moved obediently, but he kept his eyes on it and moved only the smallest bucket out, and said with his head down, "Your lord, there is only one bucket for the slave. Hide the five buckets in the hole dug behind the dressing table. If the slave lied to you, it would be great, meow and meow. "

"Your lord, Nu Qing is innocent, you must believe me."

He looks awe-inspiring, swearing to the sky with a special sense of integrity.

Lin Lang: "..."

Dong Xiaodao is accustomed to seeing people's complexions, seeing her being silent, she immediately took out the jade bowl, and politely pried open the lid for her, filled a full bowl, and the transparent wine was like a syrup from the sky. The same fell, never spilled from beginning to end.

Quite capable.

Lin Lang quietly picked up the jade bowl and swallowed it, "Come again."

Dong Xiaodao Tuotian Tudian filled her up.

What the teenager didn't expect was that this man's wine volume was ridiculously good, but this was the best spirit. It was like a knife swallowing a sip. It was hot and painful, and ordinary people couldn't stand it.

Dong Xiaodao stared at him, and left him somehow. This wine was really expensive, and every drop was his lovely silver!

Lin Langyu glanced at the other person's tangled heartache, and wanted to laugh a little. She was also the first time she saw such a miser who loves money.

He didn't tease him, and Lin Lang drank another bowl before pouring himself on the table as if he was invincible.

She heard the other person take a long breath and whispered like a dove that did n’t have enough food, “I ’m at a loss, how many nights do I have to accompany / sleep to earn the money back, this prodigal son, mad Lao Tzu ... "

As he thought about it, he tidied up the messy table. Then he carried Lin Lang back to the tent and flexed her clothes with her fingers. She had to get a vote back even if she tried. Dong Xiaodao thought so.

Lin Langfang had only seen him look like a man without a ghost or a ghost. He really didn't care about his mouth. When he wasn't paying attention, he dragged him into his arms. Zhu Cui's full head hit her with pain.

Lin Lang instantly had an urge to throw people out.

"Master?" He looked up in surprise. The other party seemed to be awake and opened her eyes, but she was still covered with mist. She stretched her hand and stroked her cheek. The posture was so soft, like the flying flowers and catkins in spring. He's general.

Dong Xiaodao stared at her stunned.

The prince in memory does not have such a tender side, she will only ride on herself, let him hurry up, hurry up, and sometimes whip him with a whip. The prince likes to kiss his mouth and breaks in with his tongue.

As long as he makes her cool, he can get the money, that is the best.

But the prince tonight was very wrong. He didn't knock him down as soon as he came up, and he was drunk drunk, as if hiding a lot of thoughts.

She touched his face for the first time, from the eyebrows to the corners of her lips. Her ink hair was messy and scattered on the embroidered quilt, and it was black and bluish, not to have a sensual beauty.

It turned out that her palms were so warm.

Dong Xiaodao thought wildly, the other hand extended his other hand, pressed the back of his head, and pressed it against her chest. The faint sigh contained a heartbreaking sorrow. Leave me again, will you? "

Liancheng?

Dong Xiaodao thought in a trance, this seems to be the name of the king's husband?

"Liancheng ... Liancheng ..."

She remembered the name, lingering between her lips and teeth.

The voice finally became lighter and weaker, as if falling into the clouds, into a strange and sweet dream.

Dong Xiaodao listened to the pounding sound in her heart.

There is a person here.

He did not know why he was envious of the man Wang Xie, who was missed by her, drunk and vomiting the truth. When the prince was unconscious, he remembered that he was still the one who could not forget.

If there is such a person, it would be good to keep him in mind.

Overnight hangover, Lin Lang slept to the afternoon of the next day.

When he woke up, his right arm felt numb, turned his head, and silently closed his eyes.

Dong Xiaodao's "heavy make-up" after a night of "smashing", bright red lipstick rubbed on his cheeks, which was originally coated with gouache, garnet red and peach-colored cheek powder smudged together, a red piece of blood The big mouth looks terrified.

Lin Lang couldn't bear to look directly, reaching out, trying to pull his face to the other side.

She's begging him, don't stop damaging her innocent eyes all the time?

The other party was still not happy, and he approached her side with his mouth, and refused to leave her.

Lin Lang simply pinched the other's buttocks.

Unexpectedly, this time also irritated people, and quickly set up a small tent somewhere. His cheeks were hot, and his soft body was entangled like a water snake, writhing in her arms, and rubbing her with that thing from time to time.

"Snapped--"

Lin Lang slaps, and he is completely awake.

"My lord." He rubbed the soft meat of his butt, and looked at her pitifully with water eyes, "You're so servant."

The woman ignored her and sat up with one hand. She was wearing a thin blouse, it was clean, and her body was very light, with a subtle fragrance of orchids. Apparently someone changed the clothes for her and wiped her body clean without tire.

Lin Lang glanced at the boy lying on the bed, he was rubbing his butt, crying and crying painly, with the thick thick makeup, like a ghoul in the graveyard, there is no half of the beauty Language.

Last night's strong spirits were full of energy. Lin Lang originally wanted to pretend to be drunk. Later, she really fell asleep and didn't know how this body's wine was. But watching Dong Xiaodao slept without even removing makeup, it is estimated that she was treated as her ancestor for one night.

This is a bit fun.

In Mo Xiaoyan's heart, Dong Xiaodao is just like Pixiu, who only eats and doesn't vomit. It makes no sense that she tossed him all night. This person did not immediately demand "compensation".

The smile on her lips deepened slightly, and her face was as cold as iron.

"Take off your pants." She looked down at the people on the bed.

Dong Xiaodao, who was lying on his back, raised his face and looked at her in shock.

Does she want to go from behind ...

I thought it was a seed of infatuation, but I didn't expect to be a beast.

The teenager took off his pants with tears, a small face plunged into the soft damask, chuckled and said, "You ... you are lighter ... I am afraid of pain ..."

He closed his eyes as if he were dead.

Lin Lang: "..."

What if she wants to hit someone?

Lin Lang sat on the edge of the bed, picked up a wooden stopper, and sprinkled the powder on his smooth butt. Dong Xiaodao's skin was raised very tenderly, as if she could pinch out the water. Just now she slapped it and it quickly became red and swollen. No wonder he called so badly, it turned out that it really hurt.

There is a sentence called the body of the young lady, the life of the maid.

The old hooligan mixed with the market adopted Dong Xiaodao. What he saw was his transparent ice skin and snow skin. In the future, he might become the noble concubine of the noble.

However, before this "noble" appeared, the old gangster was afraid that Dong Xiaodao would be ruined by those women. He kept making him ugly and smeared yellow mud and black powder on his face and body, making it black and fall. Dong Xiaodao is also clever, and has grown to sixteen years old with no surprises.

"Um ... oh ... um ..."

While Lin Lang was rubbing, he couldn't help moaning / groaning, and the trembling trembling sounded red.

"To shut up."

Lin Lang, who was almost out of anger, slapped him again.

The teenager bit the pillow and dared not speak. Occasionally, there was a wheezing sound from the throat, and because it was stuffy in the pillow, this sound brought a bit of forbearance, which made people think about it.

Lin Lang: "..."

What if she wants to kill this product?