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On Sunday morning, Westminster Cathedral welcomed enthusiastic believers.

The Thames was shrouded in hazy light, and the busy merchant ship was moving in and out in an orderly manner, as the silver teeth of the comb crossed the fairway, leaving a ripple of gold. On the shore, the meadows are lush and the trees are green, and the host is stocking horses and cattle.

A wandering painter with a full face on his face is painting on the bridge. He was originally devoted to the portrait of a beautiful female employer, and by accident Yu Guang glanced at the pedestrians on the bridge.

The other person is holding a black umbrella. Unlike the fluffy and charming curly hair that is popular on the street, her black hair is neatly length, a small lead gray slim tailored jacket, wearing a pair of lace snow white gloves, straight long leg sleeves Into sheepskin riding boots, the feminine femininity is more heroic.

Lin Lang pushed Princess Andrea's invitation to the ball and arrived at the entrance of the National Theatre on time.

The staff did not dare to be negligent, and asked her to go to the rehearsal venue.

The auditorium of the theater showed a fan-shaped arc, and the surroundings were dark. Only the stage was lit with a conspicuous light, and the actors who put on the costumes entered the show.

Lin Lang sat in the best position under the staff's arrangement. Next to her was the state of the clearing, and in the front there were several girls dressed up by nobles from time to time turning their heads to look at her. , Suddenly excited.

"My God! It's Miss Lilith--"

Speaking, I wanted to rush over, almost not tripped by the thick skirt.

The staff quickly supported her and whispered that the stage was rehearsing.

The girl had no choice but to sigh and sat down again. Lin Lang looked at him with a smile, put a finger upright on her lips, and motioned her to concentrate on the show.

The other party smiled back at her with a shy red apple, nodded shyly, and then sat in a good posture.

Nofeller, who changed the costume, was preparing for the next rehearsal, and then heard the staff remind him that his VIP had arrived at his destination.

Without any hesitation, Norfil immediately went out to find someone.

In the dark auditorium, a woman took off her deer hunter hat and waved a few times. The blood of the blood race has always been very good. He can clearly see that her colorful lips are evoking a beautiful arc, like the red in the night Poppy flowers swaying the suffocating aroma.

The prestigious Gemini star suddenly appeared on the side of the audience's seat, which caused a sudden commotion. Fortunately, the actors performing on stage were not disturbed, and the script proceeded neatly and orderly.

The girls were fascinated by Nophile, the love in their eyes was exactly the same, and the bold and even hotly watched him.

He turned a blind eye to the noble girl who showed love and walked to Lin Lang's side.

Lin Lang handed her the hat.

The intimate younger brother took it naturally and placed it on his lap. When he looked down, he found that a deep purple thistle flower was ingeniously cut inside the hat.

"Sister, this is ..."

"Send it to you." Lin Lang leaned his hands on his knees and tilted his head to look at him. Agate's eardrops kissed the owner's neck, and there was a soft light in the dark. When the beautiful thistles were clumped, I suddenly thought of you, so I folded one. Do you like it? "

Norfil replied softly, "As long as it's sister, Norfil likes everything."

Lin Lang chuckled, "You, the requirements are really low, everything is as long as the sister, I will do it. What's wrong, so I have no confidence in my sister, so I dare not raise higher requirements?"

Juvenile jewel-green eyes stared at her like a deep vortex, "It is not that I have no confidence in my sister, but that Nofeller's request, I am afraid that my sister is difficult to accept. Since it will embarrass my sister, it is better not to be greedy at first. "

Lin looked at him in surprise, and then bent her fingers, scraping the teenager's nose indulgently.

"Because you are your sister's dearest brother-"

"So, it doesn't matter if you are greedy."

Norfil did not expect to get such an unimaginable answer. He was as happy as a child who got a beloved toy, and kept asking, "Really? Norfil is greedy like a never satisfied devil, sister Would you like such a Norfolk? "

Lin Lang implemented the dogma of indulgence and smiled in his eyes, "Even the devil is the most adorable little devil with two curved horns on his head."

The young man's chest was eagerly and proudly agitated. He glanced at his elder sister, not like a **** and cruel vampire, but a perfect interpretation of his first boyfriend. Lin Lang thought of the chubby little black cat at home, but for a moment did not hold back the image of the majestic elder sister, and reached out and rubbed his head.

His hair is soft and his hand feels cool.

Afterwards, he reacted and felt sorry, "I'm sorry, I forgot to rehearse, do you want to get your hair back again?"

Norfil shook his head silly. "It's okay, it's just rehearsal anyway." Then he raised Lin Lang's hand down and put it on his head. The small look of expectation made people unable to refuse.

He touched a few more along the hair, and the little guy was sweet and completely melted in her arms.

The female audience in the front row has begun to speculate about the relationship between the two, and the brain has made up for dozens of dog blood plots of captive and captive dogs.

Lin Lang didn't care about this, and the worst came to an end, but the old stereotype of Louis knew that she was hooking up with the handsome boy again, and then painfully taught her an afternoon.

Norfil did not care much anymore. The actor was only casually interested, and the withdrawal had no effect on him. In comparison, it is more important to please your sister.

Lin Lang was still listening carefully at first, and then gradually shifted his attention to the stage. Zmich, who was dressed as a woman and decorated with Viola, was playing with a Countess in luxurious costume.

He was a waitress, seeking to get a response from the countess on behalf of his master.

The young lady's attitude is very firm: "Your master knows what I mean, I can't love him; although I think he has high character, knows that he is honorable, very identity, young and pure, has a good reputation, generosity, knowledge , Brave, and decent; but I ca n’t always love him, he has already received my echo long ago. "

"If I love you as passionately as my master, and suffer like this, I will procrastinately prolong my life, and I will not understand what your refusal means."

The young servant's eyes were as clear as a green jade. The lady's caster blushed slightly under his gaze, barely holding her mind before this delicately carved look, "Ah, what are you going to do?"

The distraught Miss Countess didn't find out that the teenager who was playing with her was a little too far, and Yu Guang was fixed somewhere in the audience.

The soft and flowery lips of the young man flowed with the voice of Eros and played against his sweetheart——

I will build a hut with willow branches in front of your door, and visit my soul from time to time in Fuzhong; I will sing the words of love that is cold and loyal, and I will sing them no matter how deep the night is, I want to call your name to the echoing cliff, so that the rapping wind will call "Olivia".

"Ah! You will not be quiet between heaven and earth unless you have mercy on me!"

The young boy's mellow tone, elegant figure and romantic lines are like the love feast carefully prepared by Venus, which makes people lost in the fragrant rose garden.

The audience was full of obsessive and chasing eyes of the female guests.

Seeing Lin Lang's concentration, Norfil slowly lowered his eyes, and the purple thistle flower was spinning on his fingertips.

"Sibasin, it's your next game."

The staff trot over to inform Nofil.

Lin Lang asked if he could go backstage to visit, for good reason, "I want to see what the working environment of the baby is."

Nuofeile asked the staff.

In the background, there are two people who are about to play and finish makeup removal, and the scene looks very busy in a scream of anxiety and urging.

The staff had been instructed, afraid that the VIP would bump into it, and led her to the powder room shared by the twins. This is their unique space. Compared to others, it is spacious and bright.

Before the introduction to Lin Lang, the staff was called out again. Lin Lang showed a gentle smile with his signature under his apologetic eyes. "It doesn't matter. You are busy first. I will do it alone."

The staff is a young guy. Although he has seen countless peerless beauties in the theater, he has not escaped the discharge of Lin Lang, an old goblin. He turned red and turned stiffly. As a result, he crashed into the iron door.

Lin Lang couldn't help laughing, and scared the boy to flee.

"sister."

The boy's voice came from outside the door.

Lin Lang looked up, the other party's entire body was hanging lazily by the door frame, and a beautiful slender shadow was cut out under the light. There was no trace of sweat on the forehead, and it looked refreshing and clean.

"Brother asked you to come?" He squinted.

Lin Lang yelled, "Actually, it's nothing. I just want to see how you are working. My sister hasn't acted, nor understands the rules of this line." The senior performer said nonsense with his eyes open, "Although I don't understand, but I hope you performed very well on stage just now, very contagious, if your sister is Olivia, you can't escape your charming charm. "

"Oh?"

The teenager's eyes rolled, flashing a sly smile, pretending to be a distressed face, and after being questioned by Lin Lang, he struggled for a long time before saying, "Do not hide my sister, I always feel that I have not performed well enough after entering the stage. Not in the state. Sister, you know, I do n’t have any experience in love, so sometimes I ca n’t show the kind of touching affection. And in this drama, I am still one of the heroines, the delicate emotions for women Speculation is even more insufficient. "

Lin Lang reported that with a worried expression, he cooperated with his performance very well, "So what should I do? Or would you go to the Countess for another show?"

Zmysh shook her head. "She can't. She looks too aggressive."

Lin Lang: "..."

Brother Emotion, do you like aggressive beasts?

The little demon locked her eyes firmly on her body and took the corner of her mouth. "I think my sister is beautiful and charming, and also the dream lover of many men. The suitable candidate depends on whether the sister will practice with Hirsch?"

Having said this, can she still refuse?

So Lin Lang nodded, "Yes. What about the script?"

Zmich appointed a scene. Olivia was already fascinated by Viola, who was dressed as a man. She showed her love three times and four times, but the other side always avoided it.

She said annoyedly, "I was too lip-stricken about a stone's heart, and recklessly bet my reputation. I blamed myself for my fault; but it was an extremely stubborn fault, and blame can only be called for a while ridicule."

"My master's sorrow is exactly the same as your infatuation." Zmiche said.

"Hold it and wear this thing on you for my sake, there is my little figurine on it. Don't reject it, it won't bother you much. Please come back tomorrow. Whatever I want, as long as my reputation is not obstructed, I can give it to you. "

"What I want from you, just ask you to give my love to my master."

He stated politely and performed a different kind of coldness from the stage.

"Then I've given it to you, how can I give it to me again based on my reputation?" Lin Lang's expression changed accordingly, and the sparkling water glowed in her black eyes. The beautiful countess was troubled by love. Her thin figure looked so distressing.

As if hurt by the heartfelt words of the sweetheart, the countess took a step back, her palm accidentally hit the sharp corner of the table, and she was crying in shock.

Zmisi frowned, stepped forward, and grabbed her wrist, with red marks on it. Compared with his pale to bloodless skin, Zmithi had to admit that the woman was blessed with the first snow-like skin that was clean and flawless, and the slightest flaws seemed like blasphemy.

He eased his face, with a soft tone that he didn't know, "Does it still hurt?"

After not hearing a response for a long time, Zmich raised her eyes in disbelief, and her cheeks were flushed red, and she looked good.

This wave of foul operations caused even the cunning younger brother to be ashamed.

Her eyeshadows are soft, and her lips are more delicious than fresh cherries. It is quite different from Ye Yan's tired look on weekdays. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Zmich suspected that she had been taken out by the devil.

How can a pure angel and an evil witch coexist?

The countess said sheepishly, "Viola, you don't like me at all, right?"

It turned out to be acting.

Zmich sneered. He still squeezed her wrist in one hand. At this moment, he tightened and looked directly at her beautiful eyebrow twisted by the pain. "Why do you see it?"

The light is a softer tone, but her lip color is dazzling, "Because, because you care about me." She doesn't seem to be able to tolerate that aggressive look, and she feels uncomfortable and leans her head, "Look, I am If you are injured, you will be nervous. If you do n’t care, you wo n’t even look at me. "

"It was just a man's cultivation."

He said this in his mouth, but his body leaned forward, revealing dangerous news. Lin Lang had to retreat again until she couldn't retreat. She was forced to sit on the wooden table, with bottles and jars of cosmetics behind her waist, and her back against the gorgeous antique carved wall mirror.

"Viola, that's what you call a man's cultivation?" She looked over frightened, her hands helpless on the table, trying to grab something to resist him.

It was like a young deer forced by wild wolves to the cliff.

"Man ’s cultivation is also very diverse, sincere and superficial. And I am the latter. Miss Olivia, since you favor me, why did you take the initiative and you ca n’t avoid it? ? "His fingertips provoked a strand of ink from the woman's hair and sniffed softly between his noses.

"That's not the case." She whispered, "The first time you met, you impressed me with elegant manners, beautiful words, and interesting soul."

"If you really think so, then you are too hypocritical. You are obsessed with gentlemanly demeanor, but you can ignore the instinct of male instinct. Do you think that desire is ugly? If love can't be claimed and encroached on, then It ’s better to serve God! "

"I don't think so ..."

She seemed a little uneasy and nervously wanted to explain.

But the player who took control of the upper hand did not give her this opportunity, cut her hands behind her back, bit the soft lips of the countess, and swallowed all the struggles and whimpers of the rebels.

"Boom--"

The swan-shaped perfume bottle knocked on the ground, and the strong smell filled the surroundings.

Last time on the top floor, he just skimmed the corners of his lips, but this time like a pirate, he broke into the door and carried out aggression.

From a bitter bite to a mature kiss, men robbed their talents innately.

I originally thought that last night's eating has been his limit for hundreds of years, and his bottom line was once again broken at this moment.

Appetizing side dishes are incomparable to real luxury dinners.

Even if he didn't smell a trace of blood, Zmithi clearly realized that his cold desire awakened and burned at a terrible rate.

He no longer satisfies kisses, longing for more.

As if unaccompanied by mentorship, the teenager's slender fingers slipped from the back and coiled around her waist, slowly pulling out the shirt pendulum embedded in the trousers, boldly testing the edge of the penalty area.

The corners of the lips couldn't help being bitten hard.

He made a move, looking at her with wet, confused eyes.

"Viola, I misjudged you, you are frivolous, not a good man! I want to take back my sincere--"

Zmysh wanted to laugh at her serious tampering with the lines.

The woman's cheeks were stained with wine red, and her eyes were filled with a thick spring water.

"It's too late."

His other hand rested on a bright mirror, half of the silhouette was in shadow, and the jade eyes were like late night ghosts, "Pandora ’s magic box was opened long ago, and you let the devil yourself go. The door to **** is open, you are ready When will you be the devil's bride? Hmm ... sister. "

Lin Lang tilted his head, avoiding his kiss and proclaiming the end of the drama.

"Okay, the game ends here."

She made a look, motioned him to start from the body, and performed a typical example of turning ruthlessly for a second.

The young man was motionless, staring straight at people.

All her lip reds were eaten into her belly. I wonder if it was because of repeated kisses, but her lips became more red and dripping, especially attractive when opening and closing.

"Brother will kiss you like this?"

He suddenly asked a sensitive question.

Lin Lang thought, this is a proposition.

Answering it is dangerous.

If the answer is not good, you will survive and destroy.

But she was not afraid of death, and nodded her head. She explained the details in the gloomy face of the teenager. "Your brother and his skills are much better than you. They are very gentle and will not hurt people."

"Where you are like this, you're gnawing when you come up." She disgusted her younger brother again.

"anything else?"

The brother's smile was extraordinarily bright, so bright that there was no haze.

"And ..."

She suddenly smiled, and the lead-grey blazer fell to her arm, and the tightly-buttoned buttons were ripped apart. She leaned her head against the cold mirror, and there were faint fingerprints vaguely on her head, matching the bright kiss marks on her neck. There was an unusually gloomy beauty.

"Sister still prefers the little devil who will bite and play tricks than the gentle Angel who has no opinion."

Responding to her was a more enthusiastic kiss.

Lin Lang pushed it several times without pushing it away. The poor mirror was squeezed and her waist bone was also swayed.

"Squeak--"

The door was pushed open.

"What's wrong? Norfil?"

Lin Lang sat on the chair on the side, his expression relaxed, and his brother changed his costume again.

"The Zmithi played, opponent play." Brother glanced at Lin Lang, said slowly.

"Then let's go." My brother carelessly adjusted his cuffs.

After the brothers' footsteps drifted away, Linlang slowly slowed his hand into the shirt and re-slipped the slipped shoulder strap back.

In the magnificent and bright corridor, two figures of the same length are reflected on the wall, indistinctly under the candlelight, gloomy and ghostly.

"Brother, do you remember Elena?"

The elder brother narrowed the smile on his lips and showed a dangerous angle.

"Well, a very cheerful civilian girl, as if we all liked her before." He said casually.

Norfil said lightly, "Then do you remember why we gave up on her? Because we swear together, we will never like the same girl in the future, so as not to destroy our brother's feelings."

"That's right, yes."

"Why did that brother think that a guy doesn't follow the rules?"

"because--"

The younger brother showed lovely fangs.

"Only you will believe these stupid things ... Brother, you are so fooled."