Chapter 127: .Basketball ex-girlfriend (23)

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On the last night of February, Dragon City fell again in heavy snow.
The red blood dripped on the snow, and the red lotus in full bloom was covered with snow flakes in an instant.
Lin Lang leaned back against the bodhi tree and looked over to the man walking slowly carrying the sword.
"Solved?" She straightened up.
Xie Liancheng's fingers trembled slightly, but a bright smile appeared on his face.
"Yes, a sword through the heart. The prince does not have to worry, he quickly swallowed, and did not suffer much before his death."
The slaughter under the solemn Buddha statue was really beautiful.
There was a fascinating blood lotus on his brow bone.
The cold fingertips touched the skin.
"This is your first time killing, aren't you afraid?"
She wiped the blood on his face carefully, her movements gentle and gentle.
"If you feel you can't stand it, it's better to stop it. Now that it's too late, I can find someone ..."
A finger pressed against her lips.
"General, Liancheng doesn't like to listen to you."
He lowered his eyes, his fingers twirling between her lips, pressing out a fascinating mark.
"As long as the general likes it, even the city can do anything."
"It's such a good boy." Lin Lang bent down to meet his forehead, facing his eyes. "I like you more and more."
"But even killing people in front of the Buddha, Liancheng is still a little scared, General ... Can you hug me?" He showed a kind of childish look.
The former sentence is deceiving, the latter sentence is the purpose.
It turns out that the male master has learned to show weakness and disguise unconsciously.
Excellent talent.
Lin Lang thought.
"Are you in such a place? You're really bold ... but you really worked hard today, it's a reward."
Lin Lang hugged his slim waist.
"Close your eyes and let me love you."
He obeyed and let her do whatever she wanted.
On this side is blood and not cold.
Bone erosion is over there.
The horizon is twilight, Lin Lang holding people back to the palace.
While she was putting the person on the bed, her arm was pressed against his loose hair, and the man gave a soft sigh, "pain."
He opened a pair of misty eyes, and there was still a tempting red tide on his cheeks.
"I'm sorry to wake you up."
Lin Lang raised his elbow. "Do you want to continue to sleep or take a bath to get rid of the chill?"
The man stretched his hand around her neck. "Isn't the general very happy? Just to understand Liancheng, he had to stop. It's okay now, whatever the general wants."
Before Lin Lang spoke, he kissed again.
"Liancheng obedient, don't make trouble ..."
Her voice gradually lowered.
After the event, Lin Lang took the man to the tub again and scrubbed him.
"You go to sleep first, I will come over after washing."
Lin Lang put a kiss on his forehead and turned away.
When the footsteps disappeared, Xie Liancheng opened his eyes again.
His eyes moved to a large red lacquered box not far away, which was originally used to hold old clothes.
He stepped off the bed in white socks, took a small key from the rosewood box on the dresser, and unlocked the brass lock.
Lifted the lid with both hands.
It's not clothes.
But people.
Xie Liancheng smiled.
Look, he has a new toy again.
Hush, well, keep the general secret.
The man's body was folded into a twisted posture, hands and feet were tied with red rope, and his breath was very weak. There was a cloth in his mouth and his throat was blocked by death, making it difficult to make a sound for help.
The dark space suddenly became bright, and the man became uncomfortable for a moment, and soon he saw the man standing outside the box looking down at him, his eyes suddenly burst out with strong hatred.
He wanted to make a sound by struggling, but the other party was more cunning, and he was given medicine to make him soft all over his body, unable to lift a trace of strength at all.
Staying in this small dark space, Wen Ting has not eaten for two days, and the whole person is extremely weak.
"Sorry, Wen Guijun, the general was just excited. It made me feel so painful. If I accidentally yelled a little loudly, I was arguing for you to sleep?" Unreliable, the skirt slipped to the shoulder, revealing the traces of love.
Wen Ting's amber eyes dimmed in an instant.
"By the way, I'll tell you good news by the way."
Xie Liancheng gestured her curly hair elegantly.
"Yan Guijun, he has already taken a step."
You cannot escape.
There was a cold light in his eyes.
"Squeak--"
The door was pushed open, and small snow foam flew in.
A figure gradually became clear.
It is Linlang.
Wen Ting's eyes lighted up instantly, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He started to hit the box desperately, and the dull sounds followed by a dull sound.
"Liancheng, do you hear the voice?" The people outside wondered.
Wen Ting bit his cheek.
"Woo! Woo--"
There was a foreign body clogged in his throat, and he could only make such a sobbing sound.
Lord, come and save me.
"It's really hindering."
Xie Liancheng frowned slightly, reaching for his neck.
He twitched and fainted again.
Lin Lang walked into the room and saw the man lock the box if nothing had happened. He said to himself, "The clothes I made last year are a little yellow, and it seems that I can't put them on. It's a pity that there are a few pretty things ..."
"In a few days, let the masters come to the house and make some new sets for you. What style do you like?" Lin Lang took his hand.
The two whispered something and hugged each other.
After returning from the ancient temple, because of a common "secret", Lin Lang's attitude towards Xie Liancheng changed, and the relationship leaped forward.
Lin Lang rested in the house of Xie Liancheng every night.
The man's kissing skills are much more proficient than before, often making her difficult to parry.
The innocent little white rabbit who blushed all the time seemed like an old driver.
Originally she just wanted to cover up the quilt and chat with each other. By the way, she would surely evolve into a fierce goblin fight.
The other party's enthusiasm is a bit too much.
Lin Lang murmured.
It's more exciting than taking medicine.
Are there any good things recently?
She stroked Xie Liancheng's slightly sweaty cheek and pulled away her sticky hair.
The other party likes her gentle caress, curling up with her like a cat, docile and docile, curled up beside her. Such humans and animals are harmless.
She noticed that his eyes moved to the other side for a moment.
It was the same several times before. She thought it was just a coincidence.
Lin Lang looked at him sideways.
There was a red box over there, and the corners were painted, and I had some years.
Lin Lang suddenly thought of a certain hostess world. In the winter, she stripped off the male host ’s clothes, tied her hands and feet to cover her eyes and stuffed it into a small box. Into a docile little sheep.
I really miss it.
There was a smile on the corner of her mouth.
Maybe, Xie Liancheng and her "have a heart", right?
In the afternoon, Lin Lang stayed alone in the bedroom and called the housekeeper.
After Yan Boye disappeared, Wen Ting was gone.
The house is full of panic and fear for the next one.
"In any case, Wen Ting should also be retrieved." Lin Lang said in a deep voice.
The housekeeper should be in a hurry.
"By the way, did I bring back the things you bought the other day?" She remembered another thing.
"Bring it back." The butler took out a rectangular wooden box from the cuff.
Lin Lang opened it, and a piece of translucent, golden yellow amber lay quietly inside, with an insect with converging wings sealed in it. The texture was clear, and it was undoubtedly an excellent collection.
"The prince is so conscientious, Wang Fu must be very happy to know that." The housekeeper complimented.
The woman touched the surface of Amber, but said, "This is not for Wang Fu."
The butler was taken aback, and subconsciously looked up at Lin Lang.
She thought she had heard it wrong.
"Wen Ting's birthday is coming, this is a gift prepared by the king for him. His eyes are beautiful, like amber, clean and bright."
Lin Lang sighed again, "But now he is gone, I don't know if I can give him this gift yet? If he can come back, it will be fine."
The butler lowered his head.
"The lord is assured that Wen Guijunji people have their own appearance."
"I hope so." Lin Lang said.
"Boom, boom ..."
There was a subtle sound in the room, as if hitting something.
Lin Lang's fingers pressed against his forehead, wondering, "Do you hear anything, butler? In recent days, Ben Wang always felt that someone was around."
"Maybe it's snowing heavily, what's under pressure." The housekeeper's face didn't change, and he found a reason to support Linlang. "Wang Ye, Wang Fu is choosing clothes styles on the side of the Yue Yue Lou. . "
"This man really sticks to me, kid?" Lin Lang got up and lifted the bead curtain with her hand.
"Woo--"
A painful whimper came from the box, weak and already dying.
Wen Ting struggled pale.
He could hardly support it.
"No, this king seems to have heard someone calling for help." Lin Lang's footsteps came back and turned back to start checking the things in the room.
She turned and walked to the box containing Wen Ting.
The butler's calm expression flashed past the panic.
"Can't open it?" She pulled the chain and went to the dresser to find the key.
The butler's legs twitched slightly.
"My lord ..." She moved her pale lips.
"Click-"
Lin Lang unscrewed the lock.
One hand slowly lifted the lid.
Wen Ting took a deep breath.
saved.
"Master, what are you doing?"
Xie Liancheng walked in with a smile, his crimson dress on his eyes drew his pictures, "just open the men's intimate suitcase, it's not a gentleman."
"Ben Wang just wanted to see if there was anything in it." Lin Lang said.
"Is it possible that Grandpa suspects that Liancheng has hidden people in it? Grandpa ... I can't believe Liancheng in this way?" The man's face instantly turned pale, and his eyes were filled with water. "In this case, please let me.
He turned around and ran out.
"Liancheng, listen to me--"
Lin Lang followed him out.
"Snapped--"
The lid suddenly fell.
Covered Wen Ting's desperate face.