Chapter 326: .Vicious stepmother ex-girlfriend (31)

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It wasn't until late at night that the banquet ended.
Lin Lang exclaimed, under the eyes of everyone, the drunken young man resisted his shoulder. The coral and emerald beads on her cheeks seemed to be playing on a small swing, and they looked beautiful and passionate as he walked slowly.
All the way up and down, finally returned to the red-top tent.
"Snapped--"
Lin Lang fell into the bed with a beautiful soft blanket, and the back of the chair made a rapid noise. She had n’t recovered yet. A tall, warm body leaned down, and the sweet smell of milk wine permeated her neck. She lifted her face with both hands, heavy, and slammed it toward her forehead, especially loud.
"Mine, here is mine.
"This is mine too."
"It's all-mine."
The silly boy fell to Lin Lang's ear and announced foolishly.
Shiziye actually didn't drink too much, in a slightly boring state, the slender eye makeup was dyed with a light pink color, like a woman's rouge, which was particularly attractive.
Yan Zhaolie stretched out his hand and flicked away the jade beads that were covered in the face, and kissed deeply with his chin again. Recently, his kissing technique has been advancing by leaps and bounds. It is no longer a messy bite, but licking the lips of Yingrun, biting deeply, neither too gently, nor deliberately breaking her lips.
He put half of his legs on the bed, and the spacious bed became narrow and crowded, and the other long leg was squeezed into Lin Lang's knee, tangled like glue.
The top cover is wrapped in golden satin and decorated with tassels of green tassels. Through the moonlight of the skylight, it reflects the blurred and magnificent light. The wide and gorgeous sleeves swayed like a wave of water and slowly slid off his wrist. Yan Zhaolie only felt the itchiness of his scalp, and the sweetheart's fingers were gently brushing his black hair.
This gesture is extremely caressing, and even the fierce general can only throw his helmet away and give up his most despised deserter.
He stopped the intention of attacking and aggression, and his head was lying on the side of her neck fossa, rubbing slightly, and the two thin, beautifully shaped lips with earlobes were gently and carefully ground.
"Do you like it here?" She asked.
Yan Zhaolie bit her earlobe beads and said vaguely, "Like."
"What do you like here?"
He did not hesitate to answer, "I like the scenery of the vast grasslands here, but I can arrogantly sing the horses, like the clean, glass-like sky dome, and sleep on the haystack at night. It ’s different. There are also people here who are warm and honest, cheerful and hospitable. Their idyll, milk wine, roasted whole sheep, matouqin are full of life, maybe they are rough and rough sometimes, but this is not deliberately flattering Exquisite, perhaps the most rare in the world. "
At the end, there was still some excitement, raising the ending.
Lin Lang touched his face as if looking at his silly son.
Yan Zhaolie couldn't stand her indulgent eyes, coughing lightly, her eyes loose, and said quietly, "Your existence, no matter when, is the most important reason why I like a place."
Lin Lang "huh" softly and took off his deerskin hat.
"Do you really like me that much?"
She raised a finger against the center of the hat, and wobbled and wobbled, her tone a little erratic.
The young man didn't notice the strangeness, but instead pushed the hair that was moistened by his breath in her ear. This time he looked at Lin Lang with a fool-like look. "Aren't you nonsense? I don't like you. Why should I come to you from thousands of miles and wading through mountains and rivers? I don't like you. How can I be willing to cover my name, just to be with you Together? I do n’t like you, am I full and supported? "
Lin Lang looked up at him, opened his fingers, slid into his fingers and held them tightly.
The opponent held back tighter.
Then she put her hand on her belly.
"In this case, you should be able to accept this sudden little guy?"
Yan Zhaolie was stunned.
As if he realized something, he widened his eyes in disbelief.
"You, what are you talking about?"
The sentence was thunderous on the ground, so that he almost fell off the bed.
Lin Lang turned his face, and it seemed a little difficult to say, "This is your father's."
The atmosphere fell into a long silence.
Yan Zhaolie was dumbfounded until the woman under him carefully pulled the sleeves. She was looking at him with the wet eyes, like the eyes of a newborn beast.
"Then you ... should it be born?" The young man's voice was dumb.
Lin Langfei quickly glanced at his face, thinking about it, "I think, whether it is prepared early, or unexpected, it always has a destiny with me." She lowered her face embarrassedly, "And, I suffered so much , It can survive so tenaciously until now, so ... "
Lonely moonlight spilled from the skylight, printed on the rich and gorgeous plate gold blanket, wandering the strands of silver. A golden phoenix with perky feathers perched on the pan-gold blanket. The phoenix's eyes were half-covered and half-covered, becoming more and more arrogant against the moonlight.
Yan Zhaolie did not speak for a while.
Lin Lang was anxious and hurriedly grabbed his wrist, begging, "I know that my request is too much, but, after all, it is my bloodline. You see how obedient and obedient it is, I haven't troubled me so much. I also stayed with me in difficult times. Now that I am finally safe, I have a good life, how can I, how can I abandon it ruthlessly? "
"Li'er, I'm begging you, you will let me be willful once? Okay? As long as we don't say, you are its biological father. At that time, we will raise it with you, you can play horse riding with it, teach it Soldiers fight. I promise, I will teach it to be obedient and listen to your words, do you say that? "
She took the initiative to stretch her arms, hugged the young man's lean waist, and lifted her chin, hoping to beg him.
The other person's facial silhouette was extinguished in the candlelight at night. At first glance, it looked like a ghost in the mountains and fog. His appearance was almost unreal. His eyes flitted through the incomprehensible complex emotions.
After hesitating for a long time, Yan Zhaolie made up his mind and said, "This kid, we can't want it."
At that moment, the ruddy blood on the woman's face faded instantly.
She was stunned, tears rolled down her eyes, dripping on the back of his hand, hot and bleak.
Yan Zhaolie twitched his lips, but failed to say so, Lin Lang sobbed low on her face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Can you go out first? I want to be alone."
"I will accompany you--"
"How about going out?"
She asked with a vibrato.
Yan Zhaolie was forced to helplessly, and could only follow her heart and lift the curtain to go out. Outside, there was a round of beaded jade disks that were round and free of defects.
He stood quietly outside the tent, letting frost and snow like a moonlit night cover his hair.
When it was almost dawn, the old leader hurried over to find him, saying that Tana did not return to the tent last night. Some people saw her going up the mountain, and she has not returned.
There are fierce beasts on the mountain, and the leader is summoning brave and combative children to search together.
Yan Zhaolie looked at the tent behind him and hesitated for a moment.
The anxious leader couldn't control that much, so he pulled away his sleeve and walked away, his face full of anxiety.
Since coming to the Naiman tribe, the old leader has dealt with him and Lin Lang a lot, and Yan Zhaolie is not easy to refuse, so he acquiesced him to search for people.
The team took a long time to find the lost girl in a cave covered with dead branches. The other party hugged his knees and his eyes were red. Obviously he had just cried.
The godless eyes saw Yan Zhaolie, who stood tall in the ranks, seemed to figure it out in an instant, choked, and fell into his arms. Both Yan Zhaolie and the left and right are human beings and can't hide at all. He can only freeze his limbs.
Everyone else was envious.
Before Lin Lang came, Tana was the jewel enshrined in the hands of the tribe. As the dream lover of the warriors, I don't know how many people beat her head to fight for her heart.
Tana chuckled, "I thought about it all night, and still don't want to give up on you. I know you like your wife, I don't mind, I will treat her like a sister. She is so kind, she won't have the heart to see me so sad Go on ... "
Yan Zhaolie raised his eyebrows, and the chill increased, "I'm sorry, even if she is kind, I will never promise you."
"Why, where can I compare with her—"
The girl collapsed and screamed.
At this time, an old hunter came hurriedly on a horse, panting and reporting, "No, no, boy, go back and see, your wife is gone! Qi Muge went to her to discuss Haas' marriage and found that she was not in the tent! Looking around, no one was there! "
The young man's calm and calm expression broke in an instant, and he immediately wanted to turn his horse. As a result, his clothes were pulled by someone, and Tana looked at him stubbornly.
"open."
His eyes were deep and dim, and there was something terrible about to wake up from it. It was suffocation that had folded thousands of troops. Ordinary princes hide this dark side, and the girls in the tribe cherish admiration, but when he is a handsome man with a cold heart, he is not afraid of him.
Now the fierce beast rushed out of the cage without concealment, and immediately shocked the innocent Tana.
She was afraid to withdraw her hand.
"drive--"
A black horse, like an arrow off the string, suddenly blasted away.
Yan Zhaolie returned to the tent where he lived for a long time. The display inside was the same as before, and even the cowhide wine sacs containing horse milk were placed on the boxes.
Orderly, as if the hostess had just gone out for a while, it would return after dark.
As the dusk filled the treetops, an uninvited guest broke into the silent mountains.
The other party was a prince who was angry with a freshly dressed man. He was awkwardly pulling his clothes forward, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his white cheeks, stained with two blushes.
The crying sound came from not far away.
He followed his voice carefully, as if he saw a vague shadow curled under the tree.
The other party buried his head in his knees, only to see that the black hair was spread like brocade, scattered around Zhou, folding the broken golden light.
He whispered, "What's wrong with you?"
The man choked and slowly lifted a face, red lips and teeth, like the hibiscus of the distant mountains. Maybe it was because she was crying, her tears kept falling from her cheeks, the tip of her nose was glowing red, and she was extremely pitiful.
Is this an illusion?
He thought to himself, it must be a ghost in the mountains, like dreams, like smoke, and fog.
"He, he doesn't want me--"
Yan Gui was sobbing, her eyes stained with tears became more and more charming.
He ghostly said to God, "Then I want you!"