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"Why do you walk so fast?"

After being far away from everyone's sight, the two walked to a corridor, a brass bell hung on the eaves, the wind blew, and there was a faint sound of broken jade impact, crisp and nice. Lin Lang tugged at the cuff of the man and complained, "Look, what's my foot tossed by you."

"What's wrong?" Ji Ze asked nervously.

"It's twisted."

Before the words fell, Lin Lang was pushed by the man on the red lacquered bench beside the railing. He knelt on one knee and reached for her high heels, carefully checking the wound.

"Here?" He pressed his fingers to his ankles.

Lin Lang whispered, "It hurts, you lighter."

The shouting voice was spitting out around the tip of the tongue, and there was a sense of femininity for no reason. The man who was extremely sensitive to the voice was dry.

He forced himself to calm down and massage Lin Lin carefully.

"You don't feel any pain with a kiss."

Lin Lang eyes enchanted, counterattack him with the way before Jize. She raised her hand slightly, her elbows lazily supported on the railing, and behind her was a green ornamental pond, and a few gold carps swam across. The young and beautiful woman slanted her cheeks, tipped her fingers slightly, and just supported her chin. The tassels on the other side of her ears were scattered on her lips, making the color more charming.

This sentence is obviously very lethal. The man's clean face immediately flooded with enticing morning glow, and the slender eyes also seemed to be stained with bright red rouge, and it looked beautiful.

"Can I ... can I kiss?" He asked hesitantly.

"of course."

Lin Lang bewitched him, "I was very satisfied with your performance just now. This time I will give you the reward."

There are punishments and rewards before the game can be played.

He held Lin Lang's ankles on one side, and his left knee propped up his upper body, like a dormant beast slowly waking up. Ji Ze hesitated for a moment, leaned on his face to kiss her, moved from chin to cheek, and gradually shifted to the corner of the lips. Finally, he kissed the lips of the woman tentatively.

His eyelashes twitched slightly, carefully peeping at his master's face.

See if she dislikes her arrogant behavior of "following".

Lin Lang smiled and did not refuse.

-This is simply some kind of crazy encouragement.

Without restraint, he suddenly shrugged his tall, sturdy shoulders, like a thick hill pressing towards Linlang, an iron arm around her shoulders, and then holding the delicate pearly neck and burying his head in a deep kiss.

Soft and warm.

Sweet and suffocating.

Lin Lang's fingers passed through his soft ink hair, which was gently rubbed at first, until the other party's offensive gradually became stronger and showed some anger, her tongue was sucked slightly painful, and the pain was even further expanded. trend.

Out of bounds.

Lin Lang likes to take control of the initiative, and does not want his "dessert enjoyment" to become a unilateral plunder of men.

She grabbed a handful of his hair tightly, mercilessly, and suddenly pulled back.

"Well……"

A tingling came from the scalp.

The man was forced to tilt his head back, seeming to be a little puzzled, and his eyes were opened in confusion. Even though the other party expressed the intention to terminate, he would unconsciously stretch his neck forward and wanted to continue kissing her, like The stags, who yearn for the clear stream, just want to take all the sweetness and goodness for themselves.

Lin Lang blocked his heat with his hands.

"If you continue to be brutal like this, I will withdraw the reward in advance."

He seemed to have received some kind of information, nodded to Lin Lang, and once again touched it gently with his lips. With the previous "experience", this time it was much gentler-his kisses were all melted Granulated sugar.

Men really want to have more taste.

Lin Lang thought secretly.

Isn't it a sense of accomplishment to turn a person into a treasure that can only be opened by oneself?

Qin Huixin had been in the door for several days and had never found a chance to meet Ji Ze.

This man is like a loyal wolf dog, who will only wander around the owner's feet to please the servant. Everything that happens around him has nothing to do with him.

For a long time, Lin Lang, who was a "hunter", couldn't stand the sticky vigor.

The male owner is addicted to abuse and he is not happy if he does not smoke one day.

Lin Lang was getting bored when she saw such "obedience".

For something that is not challenging, her patience disappears quickly.

One day, Lin Lang leaned against the window and looked at the book. He was fascinated, and a broad and strong chest was attached to the back. The slight smell of the man's body broke into her field.

"Don't read these boring books, we haven't played kidnapper games for a long time."

He wrapped Lin Lang's neck in his hands, and his tone was more like coquetry.

Lin Lang didn't shake her hand, and slowly opened another page.

"You can play by yourself. Double role-playing is also fun, isn't it?"

He suddenly asked, "Do you like books, or do you like me?"

Lin Lang: "..."

At this moment, she feels more like a boyfriend, forced by an unreasonable girlfriend to answer questions about who is more important to her and the game.

"What silly words are you talking about? How can men compare with books?"

The man's face softened slightly, and he heard Lin Lang calmly say, "How can a man be so cute."

"..."

"Angry?" Lin Lang glanced sideways.

"... No, then let's watch, I won't disturb you anymore."

He responded dumbly, straightening his waist and turning his head away from the room.

Lin Lang thought, and said that he was not angry. This kind of appearance clearly stated that "the baby is angry, you must hurry me".

She shrugged her shoulders and continued to read her little yellow book.

Unconsciously, it was evening.

Lin Lang asked casually, "How about the young master?"

The little girl who served her tea said crisply, "Master Young went out in the morning and hasn't returned yet."

"Out? Where did you go?" Lin Lang opened the tea lid and flicked it gently.

It is estimated to be sulking in some remote places.

It's such a careful man.

"This ... the slave-maid is not clear."

Lin Lang didn't ask any more.

However, by the next morning, the man still didn't come back, and she smelled something wrong.

Sure enough, she asked people to go to a nearby place to search, and they all said that they did not see Ji Ze.

escaped?

The corner of her mouth smiled slightly.

No wonder she said that the male master has been so obediently obedient in the recent period of time, is she wanting to relax her vigilance?

"Go and ask Mr. Burt to come to Ji's house."

She immediately ordered a sloppy guy to bring her a letter.

Burt is here soon.

"Madam, you rushed me over, what's the matter?"

He adjusted the buttons of his cuffs.

"Teacher Burt, now that you still want to be stupid with your concubine?"

Lin Lang held a heater in her hand, and she said casually, "You helped my husband escape?"

"Ma'am, I don't understand ..."

"Don't understand? Concubine can't believe that a savvy businessman who can afford a gambling house will not understand what I mean." Lin Lang reported with a smile, "The world is busy, all is profitable, and the world is full of profits, all are good fortune. The teacher is a wise man, but he is also a man who is trapped in love-you let Ji Ze go, you just want to wait for people to go, and when Qin is helpless, she can take advantage of it. "

"Teacher, I don't know if the concubine is right?"

This self-proclaimed gentleman was silent for a long time, and said, "Ma'am, why are you so bitter? There is an old saying that the twisted melons are not sweet, and you are trapped by his people, and you can't tie him thinking. Heart to leave. "

"So what? As long as I am happy, what does his thoughts do with me?" Lin Lang tapped the delicate stove with his fingers. "In other words, Mr. Burt has been here for more than ten years. You must know our funeral customs-- You do n’t always look so cruelly that Miss Feng Qinmao becomes a funeral? "

The foreign man rounded those green eyes, "She is just a weak woman, how can you be so patient ..."

"Teacher Burt will never tell me where my husband is again. I believe you will come to Ji's house tomorrow to attend my husband's funeral." Lin Lang's heart was hardly moved by it.

The man was so shocked by her heart that he couldn't help himself. He thought he was three points colder than others. He didn't expect another woman to be more vicious than him. His lips shuddered, trying to stabilize his emotions. He slowly said, "He's there ..."

"That's right."

Lin Lang stretched out a hand and smiled to smooth the wrinkles of his tie.

"In order to prevent the teacher from telling lies, I have to bother you to run it yourself."

Burt looked down at the hand caressing his chest, a gesture of bonelessness, but this man, like a poppy flower, could not be touched, not to be annoyed.

He took a step back and left the touch of Lin Lang without trace.

Lin Lang didn't care either, and slowly withdrew his hand, "Teacher, please."

Burt brought Lin Lang to a pier.

An ocean-going oil tanker leaned against the shore, leaving less than thirty minutes before departure.

The horizon is a lead-gray cloud embedded with an orange-red gem.

The wharf forms a small world, with different identities of people coming and going: businessmen in suits and leather walks, looking at pocket watches from time to time, the anxious colors on their faces are obvious. A group of wealthy wives wore gold and silver and laughed at the recent fashion, passing by the shabby literati shaking the folding fan. The lively female student with short shoulder-length hair is saying goodbye to the female companions in China.

More people at the bottom. The peddler carried the burden and shouted his biscuits while walking. Not far away there is a shirtless helper, carrying goods for the rich and the noble.

Occasionally, there are a few guys with unclean hands and feet, watching the passing people with a pair of green bean eyes, deciding which "fatty sheep" to pick.

Lin Lang saw this scene and smiled deeper.

The master of the man is quite good.

The dock is full of fish and dragons, crowded, and looking for a criminal who is deliberately disguised is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

"Are you sure he is on this cruise ship?" Lin Lang gathered the fox fur on his shoulder.

Burt said, "His ticket is for me to ask for it."

Lin Lang glanced at him, "Then go up and find it, since it's here, I can't escape it anyway."

Due to Burt's special identity, Lin Lang entered the ocean cruise without much effort.

I just wandered around and found no one.

Lin Lang went off the deck again and entered the cabin, planning to find the rooms one by one.

She knocked on the cabin door of room seven.

"Sorry for disturbing you--"

"Something?"

What came out was a woman with heavy makeup wearing a Ruyi crown and a costume.

The costume is very particular. The dark blue patch of fish scales is decorated with red tassels, the lower body is a white brocade horse pleated skirt, and the outermost part is a yellow embroidered striped cloak, covering the graceful figure. I saw the woman's eyes slender and charming, and her smile was full of indescribable style.

"This sister is polite."

Lin Lang looked up at her, then asked curiously, "Sister is playing the role of Yu Ji?"

She is also quite interested in drama.

"Sister, would you like to enjoy it?"

As soon as the woman opened her mouth, there was a delicate and gentle tone, and Lin Lang felt soft all over.

"Why is that ..."

"Simply is also self-entertainment, and your sister should not dismiss her as a poor learner."

She smiled shyly and led the two into the cabin.

"To persuade the king to drink alcohol and listen to Yu Ge, and to relieve the king from worrying about dancing and whirling. Ying Qin Wudao breaks the mountains and rivers, the heroes go all the way ..."

Her sleeves flicked and her waist turned slightly, reproducing Yu Ji's plot.

Even in the one-man show, Lin Lang still looks very energetic, but one can imagine the skill of the other party.

She sang with tender affection and sighed with emotion, "Han Bing has been slightly sung on all sides. The king is exhausted, hey concubine He Liaosheng!"

There was only a long sword on the neat and clean table, and the woman pulled out, and the bright and clear light reflected on Lin Lin's face, like a silver thread passing by.

"stop……"

The woman's eyes swayed and deceived all beings.

"Uh--"

Suddenly, the long sword suddenly turned its direction.

Lin Lang's neck was cold.

The other side raised her hand, and the sharp blade kissed her skin.

This sword is true.

"Madam, are you satisfied with this role-playing drama?"

He smiled slightly, the intensity of his hands increased, and a thin, **** streak appeared on Linlan's thin neck.

Now, the position of predators and prey-

upside down.