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The night was deep and the evening breeze was cool.

Lin Lang glanced out of the car window. Another car was parked at her residence. It was a very ordinary brand, and the style was even a bit old, but because the owner loved it, it was just as new as it was when it was shipped from the factory.

No need to think about who came.

She parked the car in the garage and hooked the car key with her forefinger and walked out.

A long figure leaned against the window of the car, his back slightly curved, and his legs overlapped. He lazily bit a cigarette, and the flames on his lips were extinct, forming an extreme contrast with the meticulous, serious and regular dress on his body.

When Lin Lang came, he frowned slightly, as if thinking of a difficult problem, his long fingers flicked the ashes gently.

The smoke obscured the man's obscure eyes.

Danco's fingernails suddenly appeared in front of him. Mr. Shen froze for a moment, and his fingers were together, holding the cigarette in his hand, and his red lips opened slightly, and he lazily bit the cigarette filter.

Kiss indirectly.

Mr. Shen's heart beat for a moment.

As a mature and stable man who has seen the world a little bit, he is close to the year of not being confused, and logically speaking, he should not be confused by this young girl's tricks. But what he saw was the bright and beautiful growth of her eyebrows.

After the tutoring class that year ended, she happily turned over a message book and asked him to write a word of encouragement. She also said naively that if the gentle teacher Shen was her teacher, she would n’t be so bad in math.

For her first request, he did not refuse.

In the future, he had no courage to refuse everything about her.

Reason restrained Mr. Shen's turbulent sentiment. He raised his hand and pinched the smoke pipe in her mouth, trying to pull it out.

"Children don't smoke well," he said.

"Adult's excuses are always the same." Lin Lang clenched the yellow cigarette paper tightly, she applied crimson and full lip glaze, and the color fell into it a little bit. Brother still has to smoke? "

She returned to her previous name.

Brother Shen, a slightly alienated name.

Mr. Shen's eyes appeared a little helpless, "Then I won't smoke anymore."

It is irrational to fight against children.

Lin Lang relaxed his teeth, letting him smoke the cigarette and throw it on the ground, the tip of his shoe lightly pressed against the fire.

"Why is it so late tonight?" Mr. Shen asked again. He was a deputy, familiar with Lin Lang's schedule, which was an hour later than usual.

"I went to meet a child who wasn't so worried." Lin Lang didn't hide it. "He was drunk at the bar, thinking about how to socialize, and he passed."

The man let out a faint hum, and she could tell without saying that the fine red seal on the edge of the collarbone could not hide people.

She really spoiled the kid, and broke up and tolerated his toss.

Probably the crying child has sugar.

Mr. Shen suddenly realized that this emotion was wrong, and Limak made him wake up. He changed the subject, "I can find so much information for the time being."

Mr. Shen took out a cowhide envelope from the lowered window, and Lin Lang took it, about the thickness of a history book, enough to feel Mr. Shen ’s intentions. It's just that this man is used to background, and no matter what he does, he just says "this is the case for a while".

"Although I don't know what you want to do with Yu Ming's materials." Mr. Shen was attentive and reminded her without traces, "He has no superficial words."

"It doesn't matter, I will let him talk better in the future."

The woman smiled at him, her eyes moving like a sea of ​​smoke.

"But more importantly, if you want to get this information, it must be very difficult. How should Lin Lang thank her brother?"

"No need to--"

The ending sound suddenly engulfed in the man's throat.

She raised her eyebrows and leaned in very close, just an inch away from his chest, and her black hair draped over her shoulders, like a branch growing on his heart, tightly wrapped to suffocation. With her eyes open, Danfeng looked like a curious child, scouring around with his expression, "Isn't it really necessary?"

Lin Lang pretended to be distressed. "This is difficult to do. I heard that you have to pay a sealing fee for doing bad things. You don't need anything. In case your position is unstable later, what should I do if Lin Lang is given out?

"Are you going to kill someone and set fire against the law?" Mr. Shen asked back.

"If so? What would you do?" Lin Lang groaned with a smile.

"I will stop you, but I'm just an outsider with a holiday. I can't go far without seeing it. There is no need to lose my own future, health, longevity, and the most precious time with my loved ones." Teacher Shen did not hesitate Reply.

"What if it can't be stopped?"

Mr. Shen was silent for a moment, and said slowly and firmly, "This assumption will not hold."

Lin Lang chuckled, "Okay, I'll make a joke, don't be so serious, teachers, students are almost terrified." To prove the credibility, she shook her shoulders, a pathetic Looks like, "Brother Shen, you have no humor."

"Don't say it, it's too late. Go up quickly."

Mr. Shen looked at his watch.

"Okay, Master Teacher."

Lin Lang saluted him with a standard gift and turned away.

Watching her go upstairs, Mr. Shen drove back to his apartment until the lights by the floor-to-ceiling windows were all turned on.

The next day, Lin Lang arrived at the crew and found that someone had arrived earlier than her.

The director who just learned that the two broke up was quite uncomfortable and didn't know how to adjust, so he had to concentrate all his energy on the scene.

"card--"

The result of the director ’s high concentration of spirit is that he is more critical of the performance. "Zhao Zhenwen, you are now the vigorous Fu Jian, destroying the former Yan, capturing the Emperor, the tiger and the wolf. What are you afraid of your male pet?"

This scene is a bed scene, and it ’s not exceptional, even kisses are borrowed, but some intimate moves are unavoidable. The staff watched the scene where the two big men touched and hugged for a second, and they also avoided the scene of avoidance. Shimmering.

Zhao Zhenwen is a masculine man with a very strong scent and a man who can't be straighter anymore. But when he was called to fight against the landlord, he lost to the tyrannical director and beautiful and dark-headed assistant director, and was abducted by the crew.

He wiped his face and shouted dryly, "Sorry, Xiaofeng, do you want to come again?"

The director stared, "What else do you have, how many times have you thrown people on the bed, you are able, and your bones have been broken by you. Well, so, find a good one, play against the banquet, you have to watch it carefully. feel."

Zhao Zhenwen is a big fan of liveliness. He said that it was good, and he casually ordered a play by the way. "I think the assistant director of Xiao Xi is good.

He is purely a man and a man, and his eyes are a bit spicy. He wants to wash his eyes with a pair of handsome men and beautiful women, but he can only look at the audience and can be matched with Feng Yingdi's face and air. Only his own assistant.

But Zhao Zhenwen regretted it after he said it. He was happy for a moment and forgot that Deputy Director Xi also had a little wife. How about this?

Sure enough, the director's eye knife swish over, little bastard, what bad idea did you mention?

Lin Lang was as calm as usual, "Since Brother Zhao has done a lot of tricks, I don't want to devote a little effort to smashing my own business."

The staff was refreshed.

Is this a promise to fight?

Unexpectedly, the male No. 1 expression was a bit cold. He glanced at the teenager outside the crowd and lifted his lips to say, "I'm useless. It's a waste of time anyway."

The original fiery atmosphere instantly solidified, and everyone subconsciously held their breath.

Is there a holiday between these two?

"waste time?"

The action of Lin Lang's signboard was tilting his head, maybe it was that kind of careless attitude. This posture was not like the lazy and charming in the past, but it showed a kind of interesting teasing, "Xiaofeng, where you stand now, is The widowed imperial court, do you really think you are the majestic Sima? "

The feast was cold, and the woman could really sing a big show, and he opened it without his consent.

But why should he cooperate with his rivals?

He shook his sleeves and walked out without hearing.

A pulling force came from the waist, feast frowned, and found that his red dress was hooked by the woman, slightly wrapped around the white wrist, and there was a kind of enchanting beauty.

"Let go." He jumped out the words coldly, between his teeth.

The onlookers thought that the film emperor's acting skills were good, and this kind of anger that beats up at the next moment was shaped so well.

Unexpectedly, the anger of the feast had not yet been transformed into a practical action, Lin Lang took the lead to start.

"Boom--"

She kicked fiercely at the feast's knee.

Even though his state of play with Zhao Zhenwen is always online, Lin Lang still finds that his left knee is a little slow, and it should be injured.

It doesn't matter who hurts him, taking advantage of the enemy's illness to kill the enemy is a consistent style.

Therefore, Emperor Feng Ying was sore in his back that he was cold and sweating. He was knocked down on the bed with no mercy, and there was a sound of breathing air around him. The attack was so powerful that the girls were almost unable to control their sexuality.

"roll!"

At the banquet, he saw that this man was still sitting on his lap, where the pressure was on his knee, and the severe pain made him dizzy for two seconds.

"Daima doesn't understand what this is saying. This is the widow's dormitory. Where do you want the widow to roll?" She flicked her finger over the man's collar and slowly picked it up and grabbed a feast. Holding this sinful hand, gasping slightly, "I'll say it again, you get me off--"

The crisp touch flew into his ear like an electric current.

This woman, this, this **** dare to bite his most sensitive ear!

The skin on the whole body of the banquet flushed at a rate visible to the naked eye, and I wondered if it was antagonized or humiliated.

The point is, this man was still mad, biting his ears and biting his throat, and a hand slipped in quietly from his collar, causing a flutter of sensitive skin.

The dragon bed in the palace is specially made of lacquered gold mahogany, with bright yellow curtains, she exudes hair, vaguely covering the modern costumes of the play, brows lightly, imposing, and there is really a male favorite The queen was turning the illusion of phoenix and phoenix on the dragon bed.

The banquet tranced, and through the agate pendant swaying in the ears of Her Majesty the Queen, her eyes passed the excited crowd.

Also glanced over an expressionless face.

Cold.

The banquet suddenly reacted--

Mom's woman's segment number is too high, he hit the bill!