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Warm breath sprayed across the neck.

Someone rips her clothes off, licking Bai Nen's shoulder like a beast.

The fangs bite hard.

Lin Lang awoke in a sharp tingle.

The man's eyes were long, narrow and deep, and there was a bloodthirsty smell in the dim light. It seemed that she was going to split her bones into the abdomen at the next moment.

"You're back."

The woman's voice, with her sleepiness still awake, propped herself up, her clothes slipped down to her waist, and her chest was a bright red with bright eyes and beautiful scenery.

Wei Yang's eyes dimmed.

Lin Lang held the collar to his shoulder, yawned again, and reached out to undress the man's clothes. "It's getting late. Husband will settle earlier."

He hooked his lips, opened his hands, and asked Lin Lang to dress for him.

When Lin Lang lifted the quilt, and when he lay down, his hot chest was attached to her back, and he did not hesitate to restrain the person in his arms.

The hot weapon was arrogant against her waist.

Wei Yang buried her face in Lin Lang's shoulder and smiled lowly.

In the dark night, there was a bit of charm.

That's great, he won.

"Husband is happy?"

He rubbed her tender skin and greedily kissed this inch of territory, "Happy, happy, the hindrance finally left."

This man in his arms still belongs to him.

Belongs to him alone.

Thinking about it, Wei Yang couldn't help feeling, and his eyes were stained with ambiguous colors.

"Husband, I'm sleepy." Lin Lang grabbed his tumbling hand and put it on his waist.

"Okay, I will let you go this time."

He stretched out the tip of his **** tongue and licked her round earlobe.

Come to Japan, no hurry.

In the middle of the night, the little boy in the cubicle cried and woke up both the host and the host.

The mother-in-law couldn't cope well, so she was in a hurry.

Lin Lang wore clothes and shoes to get out of bed, the man did not fall asleep, and simply followed her.

When he saw the baby in his baby, he was so weak that he cried like a little milk cat. He was sick and he didn't live long.

Although it was him and Lin Lang's children, Weiyang had no slight fluctuations in his heart. He even felt that the kid who made Lin Lang coax in the middle of the night was a bit of an eye.

"Fu'er is good, my mother is here, don't you cry?"

Her slender fingers brushed the crow's hair and gently kissed the child's face.

The man looked aside, his eyes slightly sinking.

Killing intentions are growing.

How can his people allow others to get involved.

Her lips, her touch, everything about her should clearly belong to him.

Anyone who hinders them is damn.

The following day, Fang's back door was knocked.

A purple cardboard box was handed in.

Zhu Jinseping retired from the maid and opened it, her pale face instantly flooded with a touch of ruddy.

She knew that her brother loved her and could not bear to die.

In the middle of the night, the man came back.

Lin Lang came forward, Xianhui unbuttoned his cloak, hung up, turned around and smiled and said, "Today the husband is working hard, with Fuer running so far to see the doctor, must be tired? I already called the kitchen After boiling some millet porridge, Hu Jun tasted it quickly and warmed his stomach. By the way, take the young master over, I want to see him. "

The maid said with confusion, "Ma'am, the young master is not behind."

Lin Lang froze for a moment.

"Husband ..."

"He is dead," Wei Yang said lightly.

The woman's complexion suddenly turned pale.

"I, I don't understand what you are talking about."

She hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, because of too much force, her nails left a light red scar on the back of his hand, "Husband, you are lying to me, right? Fuer, how could he die? I clearly today I hugged him in the morning ... "

"On the way to see the doctor, he coughed up and couldn't save himself."

Wei Yang did not blink and lie.

Her eyes became red, and tears slipped down her face.

He was slightly startled.

For the first time, he saw her crying.

"Fu'er, my bitter Fu'er ..."

She fell softly and passed out.

Wei Yang's eyes caught her body quickly.

"Call the doctor!"

There was anxiety that could not be concealed in his tone.

Lin Lang fell asleep for three days.

When people woke up again, they lost the bright and lively life of the past, sitting in front of the bronze mirror in a daze with a face, like a walking dead.

Is it that the loss of a child hits a woman so hard?

Wei Yang was a little puzzled, but her heart hurt badly.

She hadn't had a good meal for several days, and she fell asleep, often awakened by a nightmare, and then cried for a night while holding him.

She said, husband, what should I do, did Fu'er suffer there alone?

She said, "Fujun, it's all me who is bad. I left him alone, and I was alone."

Because of missing the dead child, her body quickly collapsed and became pin-shaped.

After coaxing people to fall asleep, Wei Yang asked the doctor to come to see it, but the answers he received were all shaking his head without exception.

Say, my wife can't live for a few years.

"A group of quacks!" He sneered, "Get out!"

The doctors hurried away with the medicine chest, fearing that the head would fall to the ground at the next moment.

Wei Yang turned around and sat by the bed. His fingers gently touched the other person's frown, which was still frowning in his sleep, and murmured, "I won't let you die."

In this life, you never want to escape me with death.

After finishing some things to be dealt with, Wei Yang took the man on the carriage and planned to walk outside.

Since Fu'er died, Lin Lang stayed in the room all day and refused to take a half step.

It was filled with children's clothes, shoes and hats, as well as some novel and cute things, all to make the children happy, she often sees these things, and it will inevitably lead to feelings and affect the recovery of the disease.

Lin Lang woke up in the rickety carriage, she lifted the curtain and panicked, "Husband, where are we going?"

The man who was driving turned back and smiled at her, "I'm going to take you to elope, the world, the world, only the two of us together, okay?"

"But, but ..." She bit her lip and finally didn't say anything she refused.

However, Lin Lang always looked happily and could not raise any interest.

She was like a string puppet, led by him.

Wei Yang did everything for herself, dressing her, feeding her to eat, and coaxing her to sleep. He has done the best he can.

Sometimes he also resorted to bitterness and behaved pitifully to gain her sympathy.

As long as people are soft-hearted, things will be easier to manage.

At the beginning, he was pure possession of Lin Lang, and did not want her to die, entirely because of his perverted desire to control. But later, he was used to putting her first. The first thing he woke up was to reach out and touch her to make sure she was still there.

As long as one is attentive, the fall is inevitable.

He didn't know it yet.

Until one night, the town where they stayed held a Lantern Festival.

The lights are bright as day, and men and women go together.

It is a rare event.

"Fujun, I want that lotus lamp." The people around said suddenly.

Wei Yang looked at her with some surprises. She has been silent for a few days, and she can't say a few words in a day. This is the first time he has asked him.

"You are waiting for me here, husband will give you over."

The crowd in front was relatively crowded, and there were a few brawny and strong men. While staring at the young girl next to him, Wei Yang felt uncomfortable.

"it is good."

Lin Lang nodded.

He was about to walk over, the sleeves were ripped from behind, and he turned back to look at her delicate, low eyebrows, and said warmly, "What's wrong?"

"Wei Yang, thank you."

"If I have the next life, I still want to be with you."

She smiled at him.

The man remembered in a trance when she saw her for the first time, her colorful smile amazed the night and the lights.

Hit his heart.

"Fool, you and I are the same husband and wife, what are you doing so politely?"

He gently kissed her forehead.

Taking care of you is something I have been willing to do all my life.

He appeased the people well before he hurried to buy a lantern. He picked a pair of Mandarin Ducks to welcome the Spring Lantern. The lantern was interesting and interesting, and the stall owner made some fun.

"Ma'am, look, this mandarin duck ..."

He looked up, but the people disappeared.

The man's complexion suddenly became difficult to look at.

He searched all the nearby places where people could hide, no.

Where did she go?

Where will she go?

Suddenly thinking of the words she said before she disappeared, Wei Yang cursed fiercely, and immediately ran towards the lake.

The night was dark and the water by the lake was heavy, like thick ink that couldn't be melted, braving the cold chill. He vaguely saw a figure, Shui Bo has not passed his chest.

There was a fear in my heart.

He almost didn't want to jump, wanted to pull people back.

"Guru-"

Cold water poured in from all directions, pouring into the nose and ears, completely unable to breathe.

He is actually very afraid of water.

The cruel woman once pressed his entire head into the water tank. He was almost drowned and comatose for several days.

His mother-in-law was driven crazy by the pressure of the outside world, so he was forced to become an out-and-out pervert, with two souls in his body, one clean and one dirty.

He killed another person, leaving only a poisonous heart.

Cold-blooded and ruthless is his usual way of doing things.

But unexpectedly, one day, he actually jumped for the sake of a woman, not afraid of jumping into the lake, and even had to catch himself.

Wei Yang's consciousness began to become chaotic, and he heard someone calling on the shore faintly.

One second before the coma passed, the man screamed and cried.

"Please, save my wife first!"

For the first time in life, it is for her.

Please, please save her.

She is only eighteen years old and should not die like this.

If you have to die alone ... just him.