Chapter 304: .Vicious stepmother ex-girlfriend (9)

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Lin Lang looked at the man standing in the middle of the courtyard.
The other party's left hand curled up, holding the umbrella handle, and the catkins drifted like snow, and occasionally some were stained on the shoulders of the sable cloak, unexpectedly revealing a cold and expensive atmosphere.
His dark black pupil looked directly at Lin Lang, expressionless, watching her kissed by a handsome monk on the window sill.
The hairpins are chaotic and charming, and the charms are rampant.
The young monk fell in love with her neck fossa, and slowly opened the woman's brocade collar with her teeth. The clothes slid gently along the shoulders to the extreme, like a wave of water, revealing a lot of pink lotus skin and winding Slender, bright red knot on the edge of the thin neck.
She folded the window sill and looked up at her, so he could clearly see the look on her face.
Shocked, panicked, scared.
The combination of emotions became the reason for the thin red charm on her eyes.
She seemed to be a little panicked and pushed her body.
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
But the Buddhist monk did not know that there was another person in the yard. He was trapped in the temptation of the female color, buried in Lin Lang's chest, and the intensity was not controlled, and he bit too hard.
"Well……"
So a sweet, confused moan / yin overflowed from the red sandalwood.
Extremely gorgeous.
Think of it.
Between the waist and hips, it was being stirred by an unidentified and wild gentleness, which was tempting.
His palm was tight with the handle of the umbrella.
In the sight, the woman was hugged back into the house by the young monk, and the sound of learning from the clothes rubbing gradually decreased.
Although he knew that there was a jackal, tiger, and leopard staring outside, Lin Lang was not in a hurry. Jing Cheng's movements slowed down, resting her head on her shoulders, and her body was hot and hard to rub against.
Jing Cheng didn't know what to do next.
He was born in Buddhism since childhood. Because of his talent, he was well protected by the masters. He didn't let him see anything dirty. At most, Jing Cheng saw some movements under the peach tree when the pilgrims saluted the Buddha.
Often encountering this situation, Jing Cheng's face flushed first.
Adhering to the principle of ignoring etiquette, immediately leave the land of right and wrong.
Therefore, he knew that he could kiss and touch but couldn't get in.
So he suffocated even more.
Lin Lang was also bad. She also stared at the innocent eyes.
Jing Cheng hugged her tightly, there was no gap between the two bodies, and there was a bit of rubbing for a while, he finally showed a happy and relaxed look, and then came a huge shame after sober.
The toes curled up and let go, repeating it several times.
Zhu Shayan's eyebrows were so that she didn't dare to look up at Lin Lang for a long time.
Madam was pillowed in front of his thin chest, and the tired, hoarse voice showed the laziness after greed, which made Jing Cheng's throat knot unconsciously shaken. Especially uncomfortable. "
"What's wrong?" Jing Cheng asked nervously.
"I don't know what happened, maybe I was scared."
Lin Lang whispered,
I do n’t know what the second sister wants to do, and use some poems that intensify the contradiction to instigate those refugees who have a hard life. When they changed their previous promises, they went to the other extreme. , I saw a single official lady who was single-handed and dragged into the alley by the unkempt man ... "
She stretched her fingers out of her sleeves and tightened Jing Cheng's shirt, her teeth seemed to be trembling. "They are no longer refugees, but mad mobsters. There are still people who are conniving them to insult the officials' The lady is entertaining, I'm afraid, one day I'm afraid of getting sleepy, those people come over the wall, to me— "
Jing Cheng's warm palm covered her mouth.
"Will not."
After the scorching heat disappeared, his eyes became clean and clear again, just like a piece of ink jade enshrined in front of the Buddha, but when he looked closely, there was still a bit of arrogance.
"Don't worry, things will pass soon."
He kissed Lin Lang's forehead.
"I promise you that."
After a while, Lin Lang left Jing Jing's arms, sorting out his dress and dress, and said, "I'm going back, otherwise they should be suspicious."
"When do you ... come again ... see me?"
Jing Cheng grabbed her wrist with a silver bracelet.
The senior monk who loved her first clearly had some troubles, and was afraid that he would let go, and the other party would never look back.
Just like that day, her wedding sedan went against him and could no longer coincide.
Lin Lang surprised his anxiety.
Jing Chengxiu's bone-clear image, looks like a 17-year-old and 17-year-old young man, but when she talked just now, she learned that his real age, 26, is bigger than her body. Ten years old.
And he has no burden to be spoiled with Lin Lang.
But think about this person's experience since he was a child, without intimate contact with foreigners, his world was isolated by Buddhism Brahma Temple, and only the Buddha, Muyu, futon, scriptures, and innocent sandalwood were visible to him.
"quickly."
"wait for me."
After she finished, Jing Cheng reached out and hugged the man again. He sat on the edge of the bed, his cheek against Lin Lang's belly. She did not urge him, and touched the jade-like earlobe.
Lin Lang didn't let Jing Cheng send her out. The other party's eyes were dull. Lastly, Lin Lang coaxed him for a while to get out.
The people standing in the yard did not know when to leave. Lin Lang's mouth slightly tickled, and he slowly walked out.
Jing Cheng ’s yard was set aside independently, surrounded by an area where plum trees were planted, and a lacquered corridor leading directly to the side hall.
Lin Lang had just stepped onto the corridor and saw an unexpected visitor.
She said, how can you give up with this person's personality?
It turned out that she was waiting for her here.
The other party stood tall, the oil-paper umbrella was put away, gently against the railing, and the tip was dripping with water. His ink hair was brushed up and crowned with a white jade, neat and elegant.
It was far from what she had seen before her.
In the end, Yan Guogong trained a white jade wolf to come out.
Lin Lang was amazed in his heart. Otherwise, he was a man. The potential was terrible. If he pressed him a little, he would grow fast and turn around, and there would be earth-shaking changes.
It is estimated that Li Zhaoyun saw him again, and he dared not even admit it.
Now Yan Zhaolie has initially revealed the dynamism he had only later.
Lin Lang's plan had to be adjusted.
There is only one road in the corridor. Lin Lang couldn't avoid it and had to walk over.
Yan Zhaolie looked sideways at the snow on Meizhi. When his stepmother was about to pass by without saying hello, when nothing happened, Shizi Ye suddenly stood upright.
Unexpectedly.
Lin Lang was about to hit his chest.
"Is it good to cheat with a monk carrying my father?" Yan Zhaolie asked with a smile. The special words in the words came out one by one, and they were all colorful talks that attracted the eye. However, he spoke in an understatement, as if he had just discussed with her the depth of the snow buried crops today.
Dogs who bite are usually muffled.
The real ruthless is indifferent.
Born father and son, Yan Guogong ’s unmarked cruelty was inherited into his son ’s bone blood. He had never felt any threat when he was buried deeply, but when this inheritance was inspired by some opportunity, it was like a torrent of eruption Packed up.
Lin Lang saw his suddenly pale face in his eyes.
"What is Shizi talking about? The concubine was confused."
She deliberately lowered her head in a panic, moved her embroidered shoes to the side, trying to walk around the man.
The other side also took a step with her body tilted, no more, no more, just stopped the person.
This is intentional.
"Confused? Not sure, my mother has always been smart." He said.
The lady who wrapped the silk did not look up and tried her best to stay calm. Yan Zhaolie heard her voice trembling, "It's getting late. The concubine should go back to prepare dinner. Please don't be embarrassed."
"Embarrassed? Zhao Lie doesn't dare." He seemed to laugh, "My father warned Zhao Lie that he should not be unfaithful, that his relatives should not be filial, and that his teacher should not be disrespected. The mother is the elder Zhao Lie should respect. Isn't it a big deal, embarrassing your mother? "He especially emphasized the word" respect ".
Madame's lips turned slightly pale, trying to maintain her crumbling body, biting her lips and saying, "Then ask Shiko to make way."
Yan Zhaolie smiled lightly and meaningfully, "Mother's waist is so short, lighter and softer than wicker, Zhaolie can hold it with one hand, and needs Zhaolie to make way?"
The other person's breath was really quick.
If it is too ambiguous, one cannot help but imagine.
Lin Lang took a deep breath and turned her body slightly, intending to walk by.
"Snapped!"
Shi Ziye slowly put up a long leg, resting on the railing, more than enough length.
Lin Lang suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes with some kind of insulted anger.
Yan Zhaolie smiled right.
The beautiful wife could not get off the stage due to the bad behavior of her step-son, so that her cheeks were faintly covered with a thin layer of red haze, which gradually deepened, like a peach fire, full of bright lips biting a deep red Traces, looks vivid and fragrant.
Yan Zhaolie stared at people intently.
I have to say, he is very happy now.
The wickedness that was once teased, ridiculed, and scorned was swallowed out, seeing her as a pitiful little pitiful, struggling to survive in his palm.
He looked down at her from a condescending position, her eyes were gloomy, and the cross-over of the women's dresses constituted a rigorous protection, showing a half neck with restraint and skimp, but he had just witnessed the beauty of this protection when it fell The long neck, the soft shoulders, and the scenery hidden in the light and obscene clothes.
When he glanced at him like this, Lin Lang's fingers shook slightly and tightened his cuffs.
She closed her eyes and calmed her emotions in her chest. "Since Shizi doesn't want to let it go, forget it." She turned and walked back.
An oil-paper umbrella lay in front of her waist, and the snow flakes turned into ice water, which immediately soaked the cloth. There was a cry in Lin Lang's mouth, and the master's hand suddenly increased in strength. She was staggered and backed away, and her back was knocked on a hard chest.
"Why do you think you have been bullied and want to sue your monk's husband ?? Or did the mother feel that if Zhao Lie knew this by reporting it to his father, guess what he would do?"
This sentence made the person struggling in his arms froze instantly. It took a long time to say in a dumb voice, "He ... was tempted, something came to me."
Yan Zhaolie shouted, "Mother is really affectionate, Zhaolie is ashamed of himself."
Lin Lang didn't speak, she waited for the second sentence.
Sure enough, he smiled lightly and said softly, "Mother is Zhaolie's elder. As a son of man, Zhaolie has no intention of embarrassing. However, if a secret does not want to be discovered, there is always a price to pay. Mother thinks, what Only then can Zhaolie be sealed? "
Gee, are you already trembling with fear?
Yan Zhaolie ’s chest was against the back of the other person. It was warm and incredibly soft. She lowered her head slightly, and the collar behind her neck was empty with a nice, clean white. It made him clearly aware that he was clutching in front of him. It is a woman who can distract men.
"You, what do you want?" She gritted her teeth.
"Well, what do you want, I think about this."
Yan Zhaolie said slowly, "As a son of a father-in-law, what does my mother think I am missing?"
"Since you don't lack--"
"However, my father's control of Zhaolie's personnel is quite strict. I haven't had a room to date. I don't know what it's like." Yan Zhaolie slowly lowered his head like a slippery poisonous snake, which was stuck on her With his shoulders, he opened his mouth with spooky eyes toward his prey.
His red lips opened slightly, and he didn't spit out the splendid article, but the rhetoric.
She heard this animal covered in beautiful human skin say this--
"It's not as good as this. You just cried and gasped for a few more times to let me listen. Maybe it was a numb body and a soft heart, so nothing happened, how?"