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Yang Yu snorted lightly, turned around, and sat back down.

Wang Jingzhi turned out of the door, but regretted it, her mind was damaged, looking like this, she was only seven or eight years old, how could she lose her temper with her?

Biting his lip, he turned back to the door.

Walking in the same as before, Shu Lang and elegant steps, walked in.

"Ah Yu said, who am I?" Standing in front of him, Yang Yu squinted his eyes and shook his head.

He frowned for a moment, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, revealing white teeth.

He, what is he thinking again?

Yang Yu's body involuntarily shrank back.

He walked up to her with soothing steps, knelt down slowly, and his eyes were full of temptation: "Lord Lang, call me Lord Lang." ”

Yang Yu pursed his lips, nodded with a smile, and asked, "Are you a wolf?" ”

Her eyes were clear, Wang Jingzhi gritted her teeth, and smiled elegantly: "Yes, so you have to call me Lord Lang." "At least those two words sounded good.

This person smiled so sincerely, and he was clearly bearing, but he was inducing her who seemed to only have a childish mind.

Yang Yu's eyes were full of smiles, and his little head was crooked: "Bad guy." ”

The corners of Wang Jingzhi's lips twitched unconsciously.

"Lang Jun, girl, the faint food is here." Chu Yi stood at the door with a wooden tray, taking in the scene, and his expression was still cold.

Wang Jingzhi retracted the body in front of her and sat on the soft couch peacefully: "Come in." ”

Her appearance at the meal was very good-looking, her pale cheeks were slightly bulging by the food, chewing slowly, the meals were clearly decreasing, but no one could see her lips and teeth exposed, not in a hurry, and Wang Jingzhi also felt a good appetite.

Wang Jingzhi picked up the green bamboo shoots that he thought were delicious and put them in her bowl, but saw that she did not hesitate, concentrated on enjoying the food, and enjoyed her own favor as a matter of course, but did not hesitate to give him a look. I also think it's funny, since when does he need to be careless to meet the joys and wraises of others?

With a smile in his eyebrows, he finally put down the basket and looked at her while playing with the silver ring on his finger.

Finally put down the jade chopstick, she raised her sleeves slightly to cover her lips, took the soft handkerchief handed by Chu Yi, wiped the corners of her lips, and rinsed her mouth with tea.

It was only at this time that Yang Yu discovered one thing, he was sitting in front of him, didn't he plan to leave? Thinking of this, her face was blushing, her eyebrows and eyes were lowered, she looked a little ignorant, and her eyes were clear and deep, as if she could suck people's hearts into it.

Wang Jingzhi was a little itchy by these watery eyes, and unconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to touch his lover who was close at hand, and immediately remembered that her mind was damaged, and she was very defensive of herself, and she was afraid that her Meng Lang's actions would scare her, so her outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and finally, it fell on top of her head and rubbed it gently.

Yourself, is it a little too much?

I've been tormenting him like this for two months, it seems, long enough, right?

He must have remembered it and would never do it again.

Suddenly, she noticed that the breath of a distant mountain was slowly spraying on her neck, and she subconsciously raised her eyes to look, and her eyes were full of surprise.

He held the cold wall with one hand, isolating her between himself and the wall, leaned forward, allowing the aura on his body to radiate more intensely, and the other hand, rubbing her smooth chin, full of seductive aura.

"Ah Yu, I can't marry anyone else anymore." ”

He's tempting himself!

Knowing this, she suddenly couldn't help but scold herself for being soft-hearted for a while.

I saw her blinking her bright eyes, with a forbidden innocence in those eyes, and asked with a smile: "Lang Jun, what do you want to do?" ”

"Me. He smiled lowly, stroked her chin with his hand, and then stroked her hair, teasing her neck as if he were nothing, and said, "I want to eat you." ”

"Lang Jun didn't eat enough? Why do you want to eat people? ”

Wang Jingzhi felt that he had suffered a very serious internal injury and needed to rest, one, no, two or three days. He withdrew his arm, his face frozen.

He knelt in front of her upright, bowed his hands, and his voice was the same as the cloak of the past.

"I didn't consult with you in advance, it's the lord of Lang, but everything happens for a reason, I beg my beloved wife, forgiveness." ”

Yang Yu looked at him fixedly, and his eyes softened unconsciously.

"Get out." ”

Wang Jingzhi seemed to be expected, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle and determined, he slowly raised his lips, and said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, you and I have been married for more than two months, don't Qingqing still have to stay alone in the empty room?" He stood up, played with the dust on his waist, and sat down on the edge of the couch with joyful steps.

Yang Yu clenched his silver teeth, this "idiot" couldn't be pretended, and his hands slowly touched his chest.

"Hot soup ready. "First one.

"Come in. Wang Jingzhi sat on the couch and picked up a miscellaneous book to read.

The first and second years of junior high school carried buckets of hot water into the room, and saw Yang Yu sitting by the window with a defeated face, looking at the scenery outside the window, Wang Jingzhi smiled with his lips, looking at the unknown scroll, this atmosphere is difficult to describe.

The second junior high school looked at the first junior high school with straight eyes, slightly Nunu mouth, and asked what they were doing.

Chu Yi frowned slightly, shook his head almost invisibly, and signaled that he didn't know.

Buckets of water filled the tubs, and the two of them stopped talking, carrying empty buckets, and exited the room with a sense of humor.

Wang Jingzhi slowly took off his robe, walked on the floor with his bare jade white feet. The evening breeze blew through the translucent curtain, and incense curled on the desk, a refreshing fragrance that she had never smelled. Could it be that it is the warm tent incense?

She heard the sound of rustling in her ears, and couldn't help but secretly turn her head to look.

But it was colliding with a distant mountain-like aura that lingered on the tip of his nose. Seeing her eyelashes trembling slightly, Wang Jingzhi put down the wooden basin in his hand, held a soft handkerchief with even bones, soaked the handkerchief, wrung it out, and then pulled her white and plump little hand, gently and slowly rubbed it.

It's not so much scrubbing as taking the opportunity to stroke.

His eyes were so serious, his expression was so serious. She looked at him with both eyes, those hands were supposed to point out the country, and those eyes were supposed to read all the elegance.

At the moment, it belongs to her alone.

If you don't get moved, it's impossible. But the more moved, the more emotional, the more difficult it is to forgive his untruth. Did he ever think that his feelings for him must be him, and her life is indispensable to him?

She could go mad, she would be weak, she would die because of his death!

"You won't. ”

The sound of jade hitting the ice chisel, the words fell to the ground, and it sounded in the ears. She flickered and turned her eyes to look at him, smiling lightly. (To be continued.) )