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"Ms. Lin." Leng Yun suddenly spoke.

She looked up.

"Do I have the honor of inviting Ms. Lin to the garden?"

She's just thinking about it, it's not because he's busy, so her mission hasn't progressed for a long time.

The roses in a garden are delicate, fragrant, and gentle, and if it weren't for her ghosts, it would really be a good place to go on a date.

Leng Yun led her, through the rose wall one by one, and came to the depths of the garden, where there was a small shallow lake, and in the middle of the lake was a water pavilion with a promenade, which turned out to be a garden within a garden.

No, no, the most important thing is that this water pavilion is actually Chinese-style, with a flying eaves and a red-pillar stone platform.

It is really rare to find a Chinese building in such a European-style building.

Leng Yun skimmed her look, pulled her to the water pavilion and sat down, a few lotus flowers bloomed in the small pool, and the wind blew, swaying shallowly.

Both of them were thinking about how to speak, and for a while, the atmosphere was a little cold.

Lin Baibai glanced at his expression, I don't know why, I always feel that I saw many complex emotions such as grievance, attachment, forbearance and so on from that face, this expression seems familiar, it seems that she has seen it on whose face it has been a long, long time ago, and after living for too long, some things are gradually forgotten, and if you don't think hard, you really can't remember.

God is pitiful, she really doesn't know him, why does she always feel that she owes him? It's a really bad delusion.

She rubbed her arms, ready to rub away these uncomfortable illusions, but Leng Yun suddenly put one hand on her shoulder and buried her head in the socket of her neck.

The night breeze was slightly cool, and it was even more obvious that the palm he was on her arm was hot, and the long, warm inhalation sprayed on her neck, so that she couldn't help but shiver twice, and she struggled slightly, and found that his arms that were shackling her tightened, and his breath became rapid.

Well, although I don't know what's wrong with him, but she's not stupid, these days, a ten-year-old girl knows that in the face of a man in heat, the more she struggles, she can only provoke his desire to conquer.

She's thinking about what's possible.

Plan one, yelling at Leng Yun to let go of this girl.

The second option is to shout "no one" to save her.

Plan 3: Make a corpse.

Lin Baibai felt that she could completely follow along, so she shouted: "Sir, you have overpassed, let go of me!" ”

After three seconds, there was no movement.

She shouted again, "Is there anyone around?" ”

There was still no movement, oh, it wasn't like no movement, Leng Yun rubbed against her neck, coincidentally, the breath was spraying on her ears, she tried to keep her head away, and the ears of this body were a little sensitive.

She was a little annoyed, no one had offended her in thousands of years.

Leng Yun buried his head tighter, and only muttered a few words after a long time. "In vain, in vain." The voice is full of affection and no regrets.

The kind of negative man who feels guilty in the face of the abandoned chaff wife feels rough again.

She clicked on the favorability and looked at it, plus the 5 points that rose just now, and now she has a favorability of 80 points, which is indeed incredible, but she has only just entered the task for a short time, where is there any time to live up to him?

Leng Yun muttered in her ear one after another, she always unconsciously became more and more weak, unreasonable.

Fortunately, he muttered, his voice gradually became quieter, and his exhalation changed from rapid to gentle, after a long time, her shoulders were a little sore, and he gently pushed him, but he tightened his hand tighter, Lin Baibai turned his head to look at his face, there was a faint black blue under his eyes, obviously he didn't rest well, and now he was leaning on her shoulder and falling asleep.

She couldn't break free, so she could only be held by him, lowered her head, looked at her palm prints, and fell silent like an old monk.

Is she a person who will be soft-hearted because a man shows weakness and cheats? Apparently not.

In the past three thousand years, she has lived a long time, and there are always a few people who are blinded by her, and rush up with a true heart, which one is not touching the head and bleeding, and the light is full of emotional injuries and despair, and the key thing is really touching death, her heart is iron, how can she ever look at them more?

Feelings are such a thing, hurting others and hurting themselves. The longer she lived, the more jealous she became.

It seems that a long time ago, she also tried to love someone seriously, but the final outcome was obviously unsatisfactory.

If she is like her, will she not know that at that time, that person was deceived?

She naturally knew, but she didn't want to listen to it, she didn't want to think about it.

Because no matter what, she can't accept that the person she loves will swing a knife at her for the sake of others.

She is petty, selfish and cold, the person she loves must love her wholeheartedly, the whole world is not as important as her, she can't bear anything else in his heart, either it is all, she doesn't want it.

I always feel that many years have passed, but now that I think about it, I still remember it vividly, and the smell of meat cooked by laser guns seems to be still smellable.

Lin Baibai glanced at Leng Yun with a complicated expression, although she didn't know why, but she was soft-hearted because of him.

The last time I was soft-hearted, it was probably more than 2,000 years ago when Xu Shaofan crossed the Yuan Infant Tribulation, and he didn't have a trustworthy friend, and she was unreliable as a master, so she could only make a good plan and choose a suitable place.

In the end, the catastrophe was over, but he was beaten to death by a few Yuanying monks who took advantage of the fire to rob, if she hadn't left a ban on him, he would have rushed to the street at the moment, that's it, when she rushed to save him, he was already dying, and he didn't fall with a breath left.

The whole person was split into a dry carbon by the thunder, and he didn't have time to accept the baptism of Ganlin, and it was no different from a wooden stake, seeing her, his eyes were already sloppy, and the hand holding her skirt stubbornly refused to let go, she was annoyed in her heart, and pulled the skirt hard, bringing down his three fingers. But he still called the master one by one.

Without that annoying expression, she could also hear a bit of sincerity in his voice, this guy is also pitiful, if he looks better and has a sweeter mouth, she will definitely raise him with her heart, and he doesn't have to suffer so much.

But it's not his fault that he doesn't look good. In the end, she relented in her heart, stayed with him and suffered the rain to make sure that he was okay before leaving, but she relented once, and in the next two thousand years, her heart was filled with molten iron.

After many years of softness, she also had a rare feeling, just like holding a little baby, hugging Leng Yun, a big man, sitting on the stone bench and pondering.

(To be continued.) )