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"I'm going back today? Don't you stay longer?"

Mother Tang took her elder daughter's slightly cold hand and was sad.

Xu Shaojie closed the trunk with one hand. He dialed the hair in front of his forehead, covering his slightly dark eyes. "Today's business, Mom also saw it. It is better to let them separate for a while."

Mother Tang was embarrassed. What her younger daughter did this morning was a bit excessive.

The Tang father on the side took it seriously, holding Xu Shaojie's shoulder and saying, "Shaojie, then Linlang please you, you must take good care of her."

"Dad don't worry."

The two got into the car.

Lin Lang was sitting in the passenger seat, reaching for the seat belt.

The man next to her quickly leaned over her body and raised her hand to fasten her wife's seat belt. All of his postures clearly revealed his own domineering character. The whole person was like a volcano about to erupt, which laid pressure on Lin Lang's body, imprisoned, and could not escape.

Lin Lang leaned back for a minute, and he was very close.

No retreat until retreat.

He almost kissed without restraining him, but still restrained himself.

Xu Shaojie has always been perfect in front of the Tang family.

When the accelerator stepped on, the car drove away from the Tang family quickly, and the Tang family's figure became smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror.

Lin Lang watched Tang Mother chase a few steps, and she turned around and waved her hand hard.

"Okay, my daughter never came back ..."

The voices of the two were mixed into the wind and gradually became inaudible.

The lush forest roads on both sides glanced past the window, and the sunlight growing in the slits fell on the tea-colored car window, and Lin Lang turned his head to look outside. She folded her hands and placed them on her knees.

The man controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and the other hand covered the back of Lin Lang's hand, thick and warm.

"Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will take care of you.

Lin Lang dropped her head and said nothing.

The car stopped in the middle of the mountainside, and a villa with a dark blue sloping roof loomed in the faint flowers and trees. Several gray pigeons dragged their black spotted tail feathers, staying at the edge of the moon-shaped tiger window, shaking their heads and shaking their heads, as if doing a lazy afternoon conversation.

Nearby, a pointed, upright fence was wrapped with a string of fiery wisteria flowers, and the delicate green leaves glowed with crystal water in the sunlight.

Xu Shaojie built a castle for her.

"Sister, we are home."

Xu Shaojie opened the door, and his wide palm pressed against the roof.

He lowered his head slightly, and the bangs dialed up dropped a little. Xu Shaojie's eyes are lighter and more translucent than ordinary people, and his eyebrows are so tender and tender that it reminds Lin Lang of the docile Scottish fold cat.

Nobody will raise the guard against delicacy.

This domineering boy pretends to be well-behaved, and it is estimated that not many young ladies can resist it.

Lin Lang ignored the other party's intention to sell well, stooped and got out of the car.

This small villa with the style of a European castle is a new wedding gift given by Xu Shaojie to Lin Lang. He spent a lot of effort, and even a small key was cast into the shape of a golden swan.

On the first floor is the living room, with colorful frescoes hanging on the walls, exotic handmade pure silk carpets spreading slowly to the other end, and the classic candlestick chandelier exuding soft light. Everything here is beautiful and beautiful, like a fairy tale picture.

Xu Shaojie took her to the second floor, which was also the common room where the two lived.

Lin Lang opened the deep purple hollow printed curtains, and the distant garden view gathered his eyes.

"It's beautiful," she murmured.

This is also a place suitable for imprisoning lovers, killing corpses.

Xu Shaojie's thoughts of this little wolf cub are much deeper than Lin Lang imagined. This villa is hidden by flowers and trees, and there are no people around him. It seems to be isolated from the world.

I can't find anyone to call for help.

Does he want to imprison Tang Linlang like a doll?

The possessiveness of the male master is really terrible.

Lin Lang smiled.

She is more and more looking forward to the development of the plot.

The more she collapses, the more unexpected she will multiply her points.

Xu Shaojie turned her head to look at her, her thin scarlet sweater outlined her slender waist, the breeze was blowing, and her fingers combed a satin-like black hair.

He threw away the luggage in his hand, hugged Lin Lang from behind, and buried his head deeply into her neck. The delicate and soft touch made people feel refreshed.

"Shaojie?"

She looked back in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Lang only felt a heavy waist and was forced up by the man and had to sit halfway on the edge of the window sill. She hadn't found a support for her body, and the other party's kiss was overwhelming.

Just like him, without giving him the opportunity to refuse, he was burned to death.

Xu Shaojie pinched Lin Lang's wrist and forced her to hug her waist.

"If you don't want to fall, just grab me."

He just wanted to steal a kiss, and then saw her cheeks ruddy, his eyes fluttered with spring waves, and he gradually lost control. The woman's original ankle tulle dress was unknowingly pushed to the knee.

"No!"

Lin Lang suddenly pushed him away.

The man looked stunned.

"Sorry, I'm not very comfortable today."

Lin Lang pulled up the neckline of the sweater, his face was smaller, and he covered the red lips kissed intentionally or unintentionally. She hurriedly said a word and ran to the bathroom, the sound of water rang.

Xu Shaojie looked at the locked door with a blank expression, his eyes gradually gloomy.

When Lin Lang came out, Xu Shaojie had returned to his former state, as if nothing had happened.

As newly-married couples, the two originally said that they were going to spend their honeymoon, but Xu Shaojie suddenly said that his company temporarily took over a large project. As the leader, he had to be present to supervise himself.

The honeymoon was extended.

Sometimes Lin Lang fell asleep and never saw him come back.

The male master is calm and a little abnormal.

Lin Lang thought about it carelessly while trimming the flowering branches of the courtyard.

Boring and lonely.

Lin Lang is an old goblin who can't help himself.

Since the man does not play with her, then she will go find someone else to play with.

After graduation, Tang Linlang worked as a music teacher in a private high school. The salary was very good. The school also approved her one-month paid marriage leave. After thinking about it, Lin Lang called Tang's father and said that he wanted to transfer to the school where his sister worked.

"Melin seemed to have misunderstood me. I didn't answer her phone these days. I was worried about dying me." Lin Lang pretended to sigh, "Dad, help me, I want to return to Meiling . "

Father Tang was very gratified, not only agreed, but also exaggerated her, "Lin Lang, Mei Ling is really lucky to have you sister."

Lin Lang smiled, "Meiling would be fine if you think like this."

Tang Meiling does not welcome Lin Lang's arrival.

She hasn't had a good time at the Tang family these days. Her husband regarded her as air, and Tang's father was still grumpy about her behavior of splashing dirty water that day. The Tang mother and the old lady who loved her missed Lin Lang who was living outside. The topic of the day turned around her and naturally ignored Tang Meiling's mood.

Tang Meiling hugged her chest, "How did you come in? Wouldn't it be like using Daddy's contacts?"

This noble elementary school has an independent system for the assessment of foreign teachers, because the students here are often the descendants of the rich and powerful, and their status is either rich or expensive.

"I just greeted my dad." Lin Lang smiled, "Don't worry, my sister got qualified as a music teacher through the selection process. As for whether you come in with your dad, your sister doesn't know . "

The teachers next to him raised their ears one after another.

Tang Meiling hates her teeth.

She was a teacher in college, and her grades were not top-notch. Upon graduation, she begged Father Tang and used all kinds of relationships to enter this Xinghui Primary School. She is currently teaching third-grade students.

"By the way, the student assigned to me happens to be the class you take."

Lin Lang smiled.

"Sister, please take care of me in the future."

Tang Meiling snorted coldly, turned her head away, and didn't even want to get along with her at all.

Lin Lang caressed her long hair, she saw the malicious flicker in Tang Meiling's eyes.

What kind of tricks will the heroine do?

She was really looking forward to it.

But Lin Lang thought about Tang Meiling's childish character again.

I thought, she still don't have too much hope.

Sure enough, Tang Meiling immediately took "action" after going back.

In the summer of June, more than half of the entire semester has passed. Before the previous music teacher took a leave of absence due to labor, Lin Lang took over the piano lessons she taught.

The classroom was arranged in the piano classroom of the music building, but after the bell rang, only a few children came.

Was the student mobilized to isolate her?

Really a trick.

Tang Meiling has been here for two years, teaching art. She is an image of a big sister who is enthusiastic and lively in front of children, and she is very popular in the class. If other young female teachers are treated so lightly by students, it is estimated that they will be mad at death.

Unfortunately, she faced Lin Lang who was very popular with children at all times.

Lin Lang returned to the classroom, and the noisy and noisy class suddenly became silent.

She went straight to the last row of tables.

"You are An Lan, right?"

Lin Lang's fingers supported the table, and he leaned back slightly. "The teacher has heard of you. At the age of six, he followed the national team to go abroad and performed on stage. It was really amazing."

"Can the teacher challenge you?"

The little head lying on the table slowly lifted up and spit out the words coldly, "No."

"Aren't An Lan afraid of losing to the teacher?" Lin Lang made a surprised look.

Children can't resist the "excitement method".

The boy raised his small neck high.

"My nickname is the champion, how could I lose to others?"

Lin Lang reached out and stroked his little head melon, the expression spoiled.

"If the champion wins, the teacher will give you a kiss reward, OK?"

The little boy's cheeks suddenly turned red, like a tempting apple. He almost dared not stare at the smiling eyes and turned his head in a hurry.

Lin Lang took the little guy all the way to the piano classroom. He was struggling with her little **** in her arms, but after being kissed by Lin Lang on the cheek, he became much quieter.

The people behind saw that their "heads" had been "tamed" by the devil teacher and followed one by one.

An Lan's piano level is almost master level, Lin Lang applauded after listening.

"Teacher, it's your turn."

He raised his head proudly, and her arrogant look made her stubborn.

Lin Lang played a gentle and beautiful piano tune to Alice, which is a must-have for beginner piano learners. The simplest tune often reflects the player's level.

An Lan looked awkward, "barely" recognized her strength next to herself, and then closed her eyes, her slender eyelashes quivering like a butterfly, showing that the host was not calm.

"Only kiss your cheeks."

The little guy opened his eyes and also put on a "cheap you" expression.

Lin Lang could not help but hold the small face of Shui Lingling and kissed his small mouth.

An Lan's ears were redder.

After the course, Lin Lang did not rush back to the office.

She sat in front of the piano and played another song. The long black hair was lightly tossed aside, and fell on his chest, revealing a slender neck.

Lin Lang played with his eyes closed.

The light breath blows the back of her ear.

The man smelled of clean soap, light and fresh.

A tall figure was reflected at the piano.

He bent down, his wide chest almost touching Lin Lang's back, and his slender arms stretched out from behind, embracing her lingering gesture, stroking the keys with his fingers.

Press lightly with your fingertips, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

The soft piano sounds flowed in the afternoon sunlight.

Four hands.

match made in heaven.

Obviously, it was the first time for the people to perform together, but the match was seamless and impeccable.

Some people, but those who are not obtained and blocked in the restricted area, are the most right.

Should the poppies blooming on the cliff be picked?

His eyes were deep, meaning the unknown flew across her earlobe, and the slender ruby ​​pendant swayed in the warm breeze, like a desolate **** tear, which made her skin more crystal clear than snow, but I knew nothing about this beauty.

This is the most dangerous.

The man lowered his head and slowly placed his head on the woman's shoulder.

Her body trembled slightly, however, she was not pushed away immediately.

Both sides are tempting.

Each is pregnant.

He leaned on her shoulder and leaned over her head, eyes fixed on her face.

The other party did not open his eyes.

From this angle, she could see her thick black eyelashes, delicate and delicate Qiong nose, and ... bright lips glowing with water.

As he approached suddenly, the other party seemed a little nervous. Not only did his long eyelashes tremble, but even his red lips bit out a thin trace, gradually turning into a deep red color.

At the moment, the fingers of the two flew, and the piano music continued to play.

Fine sunlight jumps on the black and white piano keys, creating an aesthetic dream that is difficult to wake up.

He sniffed the fragrance in her hair.

"Why would you choose this song?"

Lin Weijing leaned over her ear and asked gently.

The wedding in dreams is a famous French piano music, which is composed only for love.

He was too close, and the hot breath from his lips almost burned the skin.

Lin Lang remained silent.

Sometimes silence is an ambiguous attitude.

Neither refused nor agreed.

Cunningly terrible.

The man was naturally dissatisfied with her vague and ambiguous response, and her long legs took a step toward the front, holding her slender body closer from behind. He rubbed the broken hair on her cheek with his lips, soft and delicate.

Then, unexpectedly, he suddenly kissed the woman's lips.

Lin Lang suddenly opened his eyes.

"Boom--"

The keys made a harsh trembling sound, just like the last wail.

Lin Lang stood up and subconsciously backed away, trying to avoid his offensive, but was vigorously pushed onto the piano by the other party.

The piano sound was disordered.

Lin Weijing opened her arms and imprisoned her in the gap between the piano and him.

There is no escape.

"You, what are you doing?" The woman's face panicked.

This reminded him of the absurd but sweet morning. She also had the same expression, the same kind of love and compassion, and just wanted to press the person under him and bully him.

Lin Weijing looked at her watery eyes, her voice was low, and there was a bewildering blur, which seemed to deliberately seduce her, "Meiling's sister, I have to ask what you do."

"Ming Ming and Xu Shaojie left the Tang family, as long as you have the heart, you can avoid me at any time."

"But why did you choose Meiling's place to work. Don't you know that I will come here every day to pick her up?"

The man's slender fingers touched her cheeks with a calm expression.

"Making a chance to meet, and also deliberately wearing my favorite skirt, in the empty music classroom, playing back to me with a remembrance of the lover, even I came in. I don't even know. This is yourself I'm the best time to attack you, don't I? "

He sighed lowly.

"So, can I think like this—"

"Sister ... also like Wei Jing, right?"

He said this sentence lightly, as if he didn't know what kind of shock he threw at all. After detonating, it was enough to blow people apart.

Lin Weijing was born tall and tall, but in the same year as Xu Shaojie, he was one year younger than Lin Lang. But when he put on the pair of gold-colored glasses, the abstinence of the gentle gentleman appeared, and it seemed to be more mature than Lin Lang.

The man lifted his hand down again, propped it on the keys on both sides, imprisoning Lin Lang in his arms. His long legs suppressed the opponent's knee very skillfully.

"You, what are you talking about."

Lin Lang seemed to have recovered, and stretched out his hands and pushed the man's chest.

"Yes, I'm talking nonsense."

He confessed unexpectedly, and his voice gradually subsided.

"All this is my imagination, the shameless desire of a sad man."

"I obviously fell in love with my sister at first sight, but I married my sister who looked exactly like her."

"Just when I was about to die of this heart, I thought it would be good if I watched quietly beside her, but fate made a joke with me again."

"In such a mean way, I got you."

He leaned closer to her ear, "I would rather believe that this is my wishful thinking, and I would rather you hate me, hate me, and use the most cruel way to cut off my impossible idea."

"But, you didn't--"

Lin Weijing sighed softly, with a very helpless tone, "It is because you are too soft-hearted that you will let me such a mean villain take advantage of it and do nothing."

"I told myself that if I didn't go to you within ten days, and we didn't meet each other, then I would put all my non-divided thoughts in a cage and be a qualified husband and dad."

He lowered his head, Qing Jun's eyebrows enlarged in front of Lin Lang.

"Conversely, I will get you by any means."

"And today, it happens to be the tenth day."

That day, I was planted into my destiny, as if I fell into an abyss that can no longer be destroyed.

From that moment on, I only have you in my heart.

and so--

Sister, you can't escape.

The possessive desire in the other party's eyes was too strong, and Lin Lang smiled like a cover, as usual, "Well, brother-in-law, don't make trouble, Meiling is still waiting for you to go back? Don't let her wait for a long time-"

The first time Lin Weijing was such a gentleman, she cut off her words halfway, "Are you still going to be stupid now?"

"Sister, don't you feel nothing to me?"

He lifted Lin Lang's chin on the back of his hand and his eyes fell on the slightly faded lips.

Today her lipstick is cherry-flavored.

Sweet and moving.

"I kissed you just now, not kidding."

"Or should I stick my tongue in so that you don't have the illusion of a courtesy kiss?"

Lin Lang looked at him in amazement.

Is this male match broken?

Lin Weijing pushed the glasses that slid down to the bridge of his nose. The transparent lenses refracted sharp light in the sun. "I have stated in advance that although I have stayed abroad before, I have never learned the set of kissing etiquette, and I do n’t want to learn it. . "

"You have to be clear—"

"My kisses are never casual."

He spoke one word at a time, sonorously and very seriously.

Lin Lang had to be responsible for making himself more flustered and shy.

It's a pity for her that it's a pity that Tang Meiling didn't see this scene.

Lin Weijing expressed dissatisfaction with her distracted spirit at this time, holding her cheek in the palm of her hand and forcing her to look directly at herself, "Did I listen to what I said just now?"

Lin Lang dodged his fiery eyes and dropped his eyes, "You know, we are impossible."

"So?" He raised an eyebrow.

Lin Lang saw his slightly sloppy look for a while, and then he was a little stunned before saying, "I haven't happened to me today. From now on, we have to keep our distance ..." At the end, her The tone gradually became alienated.

Lin Weijing was extremely uncomfortable.

Is she so eager to draw the line between the two?

The man gently raised his palm, his thumb and index finger pinched the frame, and he took off his gold glasses gracefully and slowly. Several strands of soft black hair flicked up with the glasses, revealing a clean white forehead.

"If ... I said no?"