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The bonfire was burning vigorously, making a beeping and beeping sound, and the dim narrow cave showed a bit of warm light.

The young man was naked and took off the black coat from the humble wooden hanger. He sniffed it like a dog and smelled it several times. There was a **** smell on it. Fortunately, a lot of it was washed away by the rain. Gagging.

He turned around and handed it to Lin Lang, "Your clothes are soaked with water on the outside and you take it off and change it."

Lin Lang nodded, and his pale fingers touched the waistband of the lining, and opened the clothes in front of his face, revealing a silver-colored embroidered bellyband.

Yan Zhaolie froze for a moment, his head banged, and the red tide immediately climbed up the entire neck. He quickly turned around and stuttered, "You, you change your clothes, you say it."

After all, he is not shy, he is actually a bit shy.

Although I used to kiss and touch Lin Lang in the past, most of it was motivated by the desire and revenge of the youth, and the pursuit of the unilateral joy of the body.

Now the mood has changed, and the response is naturally different.

"Why, are you still shy?" Lin Lang chuckled.

How could Yan Zhaolie be despised by her, and immediately retorted, "Joke, you have seen the commander-in-chief of Tangtang Jingsi and the general of Tangtang Qiaoqi--"

"Snapped!"

A small wet thing was thrown randomly on his head, covering his eyes with great precision.

"this is……"

Yan Zhaolie pulled the thing off, and the "what's up" hadn't been exported. He looked at Tiffanyong who was in his palm. At that moment, his ears exploded, his face exploded and his entire body exploded Fireworks.

Half of the life is almost gone by Lin Lang.

Lin Lang saw that Shi Ziye stiffened his spine and reached the wooden frame with his hands and feet. Although there was some tugging, she spread out her small things to dry, carefully and finely, without any wrinkles.

He had just turned around, and the bad woman who had teased him threw another one, this time in a white blouse, wet with water droplets all over his face.

Yan Zhaolie grabbed it, and couldn't help but glared, and she was addicted to throwing clothes again and again, right?

No, the first day of Fu Gang was weak. Where else would he stand in the future?

He was thinking this way. As soon as he looked up, Lin Lang hid in his large black clothes, a small ball of softness.

She tilted her head to look at him, maybe she didn't know that one side of the clothes had slipped, and half of her shoulders and collarbone were clearly seen by him.

For a time, Yan Zhaolie was confused and dry.

The barren mountains and hills are also solitary men and widows. The two of them became relatives under the witness of heaven and earth. It stands to reason that what happened is normal.

When his gaze shifted to the woman's pale lips, Yan Zhaolie could not wait to slap herself. She was seriously injured, and she was still thinking about these unscrupulous things!

The male host was deeply guilty and reviewed 10,000 words in his heart.

In Lin Lang's view, the other party looked like a fool, staying still. She picked up a stone and cast it.

With a grunt, it just hit his head.

"Fool, come and warm me up."

She makes you unkind.

Yan Zhaolie was obediently obedient, and he was still wondering how to warm up. Lin Lang put his calf on his thigh. After adjusting his comfortable sitting posture, his hands hung like snakes on his neck and his cheek was resting on his chest , The whole person curled up like a cat in the arms of Shi Ziye.

This posture is quite obsessive and sticky, and Yan Zhaolie's heart flies, especially when he realizes that only one piece of his clothes is on Lin Lang's body.

But after a while, his fawn couldn't crash.

Below the thigh, all numb.

Yan Zhaolie could feel that the wound was crawling like a nest of ants, the itching was uncomfortable, and there was blood leaking out. As he lowered his head, the little conscience who used him as a cushion fell asleep.

Really heartless.

He stretched out his hand carefully and hugged her around her waist so that he could hug it tightly so as not to get a bad sleep and slipped.

Late at night, there was another sad cold rain outside the cave. Yan Zhaolie leaned against the stone wall. He didn't sleep. The forest was full of corpses. Maybe there were large beasts here and there.

The muscles and bones in the body are numb and swollen, and the whole brain is dizzy. When he couldn't hold it, he either broke his finger or knocked his head with the stone beside him.

Or, turn around and look at Lin Lang.

The fretful heart calmed down strangely.

Yan Zhaolie bent his fingers and couldn't help it. The fingertips swept across her face like a dragonfly, tracing the outline carefully, from the eyebrows to the lips.

If Lord Yan is gracious and allows them to continue to live in the world, he is not a son of the world, and she is not his stepmother ’s elder. The two should be reborn into another round, in another strange place, in another strange crowd, To be an ordinary couple, make a sunrise and make a living.

He can hunt, he can fish, and never ask her to sleep with her own meals and bumps.

"I beg you, survive."

Yan Zhaolie lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Please, survive, you do n’t know how precious you are. The world loses you, but only one believer has been lost among all peoples. It is indifferent. Anyway, more believers will worship it.

You said, what should I do if my believer is gone?

Thousands of miles away, marching from Kyoto to Beidi, charging forward, not afraid of death, never for the rank of three princes in the emperor's court. During this half of his life, Ronghua has enjoyed riches and riches, and there was once the spirit of the young bridle prince of Yulu Hongying.

Whichever river is magnificent, and whoever is above the court, I just want my world to be well.

Yan Zhaolie kept Lin Lang all night.

Relative to his strong resilience, his weak body and bones were obviously not very obedient. In addition to his sober mind that night, the rest of the time fell into a groggy state. She shouted cold for a while, hot for a while, cold and sweating, tortured.

Seeing her uncomfortable twitching and tears, Yan Zhaolie's heart and liver colic, I wish to replace these crimes one by one.

When Lin Lang was burning the most, her cheeks were hot and red, and she was confused, and she talked about nonsense, most of which was inaudible. Her breath is getting weaker and weaker, a weak look that will soon die.

Yan Zhaolie's face was ruined, and his hands and feet were cold.

In the end, her throat was hoarse and she couldn't make a sound, slowly, and quieted down.

Deathly silence.

Yan Zhaolie barely dared to look at her face, fearing that he would see something pale that shattered his liver. He wrapped his arms around Lin Lang's shoulders, pressed his face against his chest, and begged, "Please, you must be sure to survive. You open my eyes to see me, I am here, we have just been married, you Are you willing to leave me? "

As he talked, he couldn't help but collapse, and fell on the body of Lin Lang crying.

It is like the cry of the trapped beast in the cage, crying blood.

In fact, Yan Zhaolie did not hold any hope. He held people tightly, his pungent sweat smell mixed with blood.

He sat motionless, as if he had become a statue. The eyes of two stone beads were staring at the bonfire until the fire gradually became smaller, leaving only hot red stars.

Suddenly, his chest was scratched.

His expression was numb, like walking dead, the whole soul was hollowed out. He ignored nothing and cared nothing.

"fool……"

A weak breath brushed his neck, "Fire, the fire is going to go out."

Yan Zhaolie bowed his head blankly.

Lin Lang's eyes opened a thin slit and was squinting at him.

He still looked like a goose, but the tears unknowingly dribbled down, tickled, and sore and sore, and a few teardrops slid into the corners of her mouth, so salty.

Lin Lang was very disgusted with her face, and when she turned her head, the tears were digging into her collar. The slimy piece was even more uncomfortable. She raised her eyebrows angrily, "Crying still, do you end?"

Yan Zhaolie was scolded by her and stopped choking with choking, except for a pair of red rabbit eyes.

Lin Lang poked his head with his finger and said helplessly, "Nothing happened."

He flattened his mouth and saw that the kid was wronged. It seemed that he was about to cry again. Lin Lang quickly changed his mind. "I'm thirsty, hungry and cold now. I heard Lord Yan called me to the banquet just now."

Yan Zhaolie said no. If she dared to go, he would break her leg first and then commit suicide.

Yes, seeing that she could survive, this man started to play mean again.

Although his mouth wasn't forgiving, Shiziye's hands and feet were very clever, and he picked up the dry dead branches and continued to fire. Worried that Lin Lang was alone in the cave, he did not dare to go too far, so he filled the nearby water pool with water, and heaved a few branches, covered with wild fruits.

He skewered the red wild fruit on a wire, roasted it softly and wrapped it with tender leaves and handed it to Lin Lang.

Lin Lang was full, saying that she had had enough for several times, and he was still crouching in front of the coals, and he was thinking of baking her fruit with different patterns.

This time she escaped from death and scared people so much that Yan Zhaolie was not at ease. He always felt that Lin Lang usually ate too little for restraint, so the body would be so weak and almost screamed. He decided that he must feed Lin Lang to be fat and fat in the future, even if it becomes a big meatball, peace and health are more important than anything.

Lin Lang really couldn't eat anymore, and the other party kept pushing her mouth.

She quickly took it over and turned to feed Shiziye.

I don't know what the brain made up. The other party looked very sad and rubbed her into her arms with pity. "You can rest assured that as long as there is me, I will never make you hungry."

Lin Lang fell into a long silence.

How blind was his eyes before he could see that her belly had become a small hill?

She suspected that Shiziye was already insane.

Fortunately, Yan Zhaolie only blew for a few days. When Lin Lang's cheeks returned to blood, he had to regret terminating the plan of the artificial meatballs.

After packing some wild fruits, he was ready to take Linlang down the mountain.

Yan Zhaolie did not plan to return the same way, although he knew that with the lion of Zhaoyeyu, their journey would be smoother. But after three or four days, Li Jinxue must have passed back the news of his burial in the belly of a python. It would be better to take advantage of this opportunity to sit down and die.

In order to show his sincere attitude of respecting Lin Lang's will, Yan Zhaolie specially mentioned this to Lin Lang. Since then, there are no more princes and grandfathers in the world.

Lin Lang saw that he was so determined, and planned the future of the two intimately, and deliberately wanted to tease him, "I really want me to choose?"

Yan Zhaolie couldn't stand her deliberately soft tone, sweet and greasy, especially well-behaved. His ears were reddish, pretending to be inadvertent, playing with his baggage and nodding.

He also felt that he was too stingy, so he added frankly, "Of course, am I a robber or a robber, and can I force you not to hold your head?"

Lin Lang said, "Oh," so, I still can't bear the Jinyiyushi and Xianglunbaoqi of the Guo Gong Mansion ... "

Before she finished, her eyes were turned upside down, and she was resisted by her shoulders.

"what do you mean?"

Lin Lang turned around to look, and the other party turned his head just right, revealing white teeth. "Do you understand first, then the soldiers?"

So just take a form just now?

This little rabbit is getting more and more refined.

She raised her eyebrows, kicked her toes with his toes, and said dissatisfiedly, "Everyone said that they would hold hands and grow old with them. If you don't leave, just carry them away! They are robbers than robbers! Bastard!

Catching her turbulent ankles, Yan Zhaolie said slowly, "That's fine too, if I were the robber leader, you would be the wife of the robber leader, always be my wife, and adapt to my rude personality early. Is n’t it great? "

"Crude you big bastard—"

"Oh, yes, you have to report it to Mrs. Zhaizhai. Your robber is not only thick, but also very big and long. Bao Jun is satisfied."

Lin Lang: "... Sex ghost."

Yan Zhaolie: "Where do you want to go? I am talking about my legs."

He secretly thought, um, but the third leg.

Of course, this can't tell her.