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"Ms. Xu, please here."

Lin Lang did not enter the room, but was brought to a brightly decorated attic by another close friend of Pan Dashuai. At the center of the hall, Pan Dashuai saw her enter, and immediately stood up and greeted a few words, and the guests at the table next to the eight immortals took their seats.

Pan Dashuai also stood next to a man with a handsome face and a gentle smile. The decoration of the epaulettes and armbands was enough to see his status.

He stroked the lid of the clay teapot and poured tea to her gracefully, seven minutes full, just fine.

"please."

"Thank you."

Lin Lang picked up the teacup and sipped gently.

Pan Shuai said meaningfully, "Are you afraid of poisoning this tea?"

"Jiangbei is the site of a handsome man. If a handsome man wants to kill a woman who has no power, he doesn't need such a polite method, doesn't he?" Lin Lang asked.

"You are fine. I have seen so many women with Pan. You are the first person who dared to talk to me about conditions." Pan Dashuai nodded appreciatively and took a token from the cuff. "Since your heart is here, Pan Someone said that this infantry of Huoyunqi now belongs to you. "

"Then I would like to thank the boss for his love." Lin Lang picked up the sign and didn't care too much.

She even took the precious jade seal, but she was a thousand soldiers, and it was not worthy of her fuss.

Pan Dashuai saw a few points from her movements, eyes deep, "It seems that these little soldiers can't even get into the blue eyes of Ms. Xu." He suddenly patted the arm of the person next to him, "Ms. Xu, look at me Pan What about this tiger? If you can count on him, just take him back! "

This man of about twenty-seven or eighty-eight was Pan Dashuai's righteous son, surnamed Le. He was originally a wealthy son of a wealthy family. He fell into the grass as a robber. Later, Pan Dashuai caught his skill and mind at a glance, and was immediately taken down.

Pan Dashuai's mind is very clear. He can't figure out Lin Lang's details, and he is afraid of "bringing tigers to trouble." He wants to send a capable man to follow her.

If the effect of the handsome man's plan is obvious, Le Siyuan, as her man, can annex the forces of Lin Lang step by step, thereby strengthening Pan House. No matter how bad, Le Siyuan can become Pan Daishuai's ears, mouths, and mouthpieces. While monitoring Lin Lang's movements, he went to Jiangnan to explore the situation for him, laying the foundation for future expansion.

Lin Lang snorted, no wonder this bald big fat man who can't look good can be in the position of handsome, this Zhao Yangmou played smart.

"Bai Shuai laughed, Mr. Le is your important person, how can I grab the treasure of the Boss?"

She spoke very skillfully, not only pointed out the rejection, but also made Le Siyuan feel differently respected. In achieving the status of Pan Dashuai, even if he is even more unrestrained, he will also show some pride and slowness belonging to the superior, and treat the people under him more like a chess piece, no matter if it is useful.

As for the chess pieces' minds, that is not what they have to consider.

Lin Lang didn't think so.

If you want a person with blood and flesh to become her pawn, first of all, she will value him, respect him, understand him, and let him know that she is "unique". In this way, the chess pieces will willingly sell their lives for themselves and perform their short and strong life.

Le Siyuan raised his head, quickly glanced at Lin Lang, and lowered his face again.

Pan Dashuai disagreed and said with a little joke, "It's a treasure to be able to attract people to like. No one wants it. Even if you look good, it's just yellow mud in turbid water. Are you saying it, Siyuan?"

Le Siyuan is like he can't hear the "referring to Sang and cursing Huai" in the commander-in-chief, still grinning, "The commander-in-chief is right." He turned his head and said to Lin Lang again, "Ms. Xu, since the last time, you I am so fascinated by my style, I have been having trouble sleeping and sleeping, and I do n’t think about tea and rice. If you can see it, please be sure to let you follow you under the saddle. "

"Yes, Ms. Xu, since Siyuan admires you for this part, you don't have to quit anymore." Pan Dashuai finalized, "Siyuan, you will pack your bags well and wait for you to go back with Ms. Xu-no, you don't need to Well, the left and right are just a bunch of useless daily gadgets. You go to the warehouse to fetch a thousand oceans. When you are short, you can buy what you want, which is more convenient. "

He lifted up a cup, "This cup of tea is just like wine, and I wish you all a century of good luck." Then he drank his head and drank it.

Mr. Pan ’s approach is quick and accurate, and he does n’t give any response time.

Lin Lang did not panic, and turned over two new glazed cups from the sandalwood plate, and raised her hand to fill with tea.

"In the future, please take care of Siyuan."

She changed hands and handed the cup to the man.

Le Siyuan glanced at Pan Daishuai's expression, and he took it quickly. When he wanted to drink, a slender hand came in from his arms. This peacock-blue lace cuff is particularly delicate and gorgeous. His eyes stretched along the opponent's wrist, gradually extending the slender neck, slightly pointed chin, and the dark blue fringe that shook the sides of his cheeks.

The man lowered his eyes, and the mouth of the cup gradually moved closer to his lips.

Suddenly there was a force pulling on his arm, he couldn't help looking up, looking at Lin Lang with surprise.

"The concubine still has something to say."

Lin Lang smiled at him, his eyes circling the spirit of the beautiful Jiangnan woman.

"I am happy that the red rope is tied today and the beads are combined."

"Bu Tannian Baitou Yongkai, Gui Fu Lanxin."

"This certificate, Li Cheng."

With her final fall, involuntarily, Le Siyuan raised her hand with her movements and drank a cup of tea.

A slight astringency, but he tasted the taste of wine.

Le Siyuan really walked away with Lin Lang, taking the same train. The two didn't tacitly mention Jize, who was forgotten in the Pan Mansion.

"It's a little cold at night."

The man took a sable red silk cloak from the house, shook it and put it on Lin Lang's shoulders. The warm fingers flicked gently. From the posture, it was more like circling the person from behind.

However, his movements are very precise, and he is not particularly close to her, which will not make people feel offended. If the average woman is treated in this way, not to mention the heartbeat, at least it will have a good impression on people.

It is not unreasonable for Le Siyuan to be the first male match in this world. He is so cruel to Xu Linlang how affectionate he is to Qin Huixin. He can even sit on the side without changing his face, watching a weak woman being tortured / humiliated.

Isn't the heroine **** born?

Just when he was about to close his hand, another snowy and delicate hand extended from under the cloak, and his tail finger caught his little finger.

"Ms. Xu?"

"Call me Ms. Xu?"

The woman reclined in front of his chest, a black hair draped like a satin around her waist, and the red lanterns hanging on the eaves and corridors swayed in the snow, falling into her dark eyes, reflecting the blood of the monster. Light.

"Oh, I forgot again, it's Mrs." The man's throat chuckled and her arms held her closer. "Sorry, it's kind of like a dream. I won't be able to change it in a while, I hope Mrs. forgive me."

"I don't forgive me." Lin Lang lifted her narrow neck, her beautiful face with silver gleaming reflected in Le Siyuan's eyes, and her plump red lips rose charmingly.

"Unless, husband kisses me—"

Le Siyuan thought, is this person a reincarnation of the evil devil Ji? Otherwise, why is every movement, eyes and posture charming and hopeless?

He raised his hand and pressed Lin Lang's face on the other side.

"Boom--"

A gunshot sounded.

The blood bead slipped down Le Siyuan's earlobe.

Someone has come to revenge.

A man walked out slowly in the cold night.

He still wore the black suit, but there were many wounds on his body, and the plain white shirt was stained with blood.

"Ma'am, can you tell me, what are you doing now?" Ji Ze was expressionless, with a fierce wound on his brow bone, which had not been crusted. Can't wait to get married again? "

A strong **** smell came from the side, and Le Siyuan could not hold his breath, even though he was shot in the ear. He looked at the evil ghost who had crawled out of **** in front of him, and whispered to Lin Lang, "What should I do?"

In order to reduce Lin Lang's vigilance, unless necessary deterrence, Le Siyuan rarely carries a gun on his body. This time he was enjoying the snow in the yard again. The beautiful scenery and the moon before the flower, he didn't want to destroy the atmosphere with that heavy-hearted gadget. Whoever thought that the accident happened.

Pan Shuai seems useless.

Le Siyuan thought secretly that the Pan House, known as the "Solid Golden Soup", was actually broken, and it was a shame to pass it on.

"You go back first."

Lin Lang hurriedly closed his cloak.

Le Siyuan listened to her very much. Even though a tiger-like beast was staring at him, he turned around.

The man not far away squinted and slowly pulled the trigger.

However, Lin Lang shook his body, blocking people.

"You ..." Ji Ze was stunned, his brows gradually filled with cold colors.

"Madam, do you think I dare not kill you?"

"How come, the husband is so cruel, and even his own child can handle it, how can he care about the life of concubine?" Gradually approached Ji Ze.

"Shoot, why don't you dare to shoot? Didn't you just say you want to kill me?"

Lin Lang reached out and held the barrel of the gun, and pulled it straight, aiming at his chest.

Ji Ze was shocked and wanted to take it back reflectively. He refrained from the impulse and forced himself to calm down.

"Look, I have sent myself to the door. The husband just needs to pull it lightly, with a loud bang, and here, a lot of blood will come out to dye your clothes."

"You ... don't force me ..."

Ji Ze's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help taking a step back.

"Did I force you? Since you want to kill me resolutely, what does your hand shake?" Her hand touched down the barrel of the gun, covering the man's scarred hand. His lips were trembling slightly, subconsciously wanting to shake off these delicate and delicate hands.

He cannot be fooled by this man.

He Ji Ze fell to the point where he is today, just like the dog of the bereavement, is it not because of her gift? It's ridiculous that he desperately wanted to return to her.

During this escape, he found various excuses to excuse her, thinking about whether Pan Dashuai threatened her, but he didn't expect to see it at first glance when another man held her in his arms.

"Why?" He asked in a dumb voice, "Why should I leave me alone in Pan Mansion? Are these arranged by you?"

He was still holding one in 10,000 hopes, and wanted to hear a different answer from her mouth.

As long as she said, he was willing to believe, really, he would believe, as long as she said.

"Ah ... this ..."

She rubbed the man's wrist with her fingertips, like a flexible fish, darting into the cuffs to play.

"Pan Shuai said, his daughter fell in love with you at first sight and wanted you to marry her. The concubine thought, if the husband can become the only door-to-door son-in-law of Pan House, when Pan Shuai dies, isn't it just right to take over Pan House? It ’s a very favorable condition for home, is n’t it? "

"So you sold me?" Ji Ze was unbelievable.

"Don't be so unpleasant." The woman tilted her face, a few strands of black hair were hanging on her cheeks, and it was quite childlike innocence. "This is a double-edged strategy. The husband has a beautiful wife, and he has taken over Pan Dashuai's. The monstrous power ... "

"I don't want it!" He shouted excitedly, "You know I like you!"

"Like me?" She acted.

"Like me, so treat me as a substitute for Qin Huixin?"

"Like me, so let me be Qin Huixin's shield with my children?"

"That's what you call me like?"

Lin Lang laughed contemptuously, took a step back, opened the distance between the two, "Then your liking is really cheap, and it's worth nothing."

"No, I didn't think it would be like this ..." The man's face suddenly turned white.

He just didn't expect that there was suddenly a loved one in the written script.

"But, look, you said you like me and still have a gun in your hand, don't you want to force me to follow?" Lin Lang's lips smiled more and more beautiful, like the moonlight in the snow.

"It's only forced, like a robber, your like is really disgusting."

"Snapped--"

The man immediately dropped the gun and stepped on the hard object with the sole of his foot several times. Lin Lang felt pain when listening.

"Okay, I'm gone, really gone." He explained incoherently, even a little humble, "You, you believe me, I don't want to force you. I'm just too angry because ..."

"Because of what? Because I count you, or because I have another man?" Lin Lang lifted his hand to the side of the temple, and erased himself. "If you don't look good, won't you solve it yourself? ? I even want me to teach you this? "

He listened in a daze for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He bent down to pick up the gun and ran quickly to the room.

A snowflake fell to Lin Lang's eyebrows and instantly melted away.

The transparent water line suddenly ran over the tip of the nose, glowing with full of light.

Lin Lang smiled at the horizon.

Moon, moon, do you think this trick is killing me?