Leaving the hotel, Xiaodao got into his car, and his mood was really a little complicated.

He thought that since this Guo Wenxu dared to do those things, he would have a backbone, but he didn't expect it to be such a strange flower.

He felt that it was necessary to educate Ding Lan well after he went back, and he would improve his vision of men in the future.

But when I thought about it, I felt that something was wrong.

In the future, Ding Lan will only have one man, and he will still look at other men in wool?

In the future, only, oneself!

Thinking of these words, the corners of the knife's mouth unconsciously rose slightly. He never knew that it was such a happy thing to have a woman of his own.

Even helping her deal with trouble is so full of fun.

No wonder, Lin Man and Yu Zhenting, the two people who are usually tense and dragged with 12580000 people, have changed in front of each other.

Now, he finally understood.

However, when he thought of Lin Man and Yu Zhenting, Xiaodao couldn't help but think that several things about Ding Lan this time could be solved so smoothly thanks to the black-bellied couple.

He thought that he might find an opportunity to take Ding Lan with him and invite the couple to a meal, first, to thank him, and second, of course, to take his woman out to meet his friends.

He left the UAE, left his previous life, and chose to settle in M City, simply because there were people he knew and friends he recognized as lifelong friends.

And now, there is another Ding Lan.

Xiaodao feels that his life has really begun from this moment!

Thinking about it, Xiaodao suddenly wanted to see Ding Lan, and wanted to rub her whole body into his body and never be separated again.

The knife quickly ignited the engine, started the car, and drove in the direction of Ding Lan's house without the slightest hesitation and pause.

At that time, Ding Lan was painting in the studio, and she was very serious and careful when she painted, sitting for hours at a time. It's her habit, and it's the only thing in her life that has been repressed to make her forget everything.

Therefore, after Xiao Dao went out to run errands, she sat in the studio until Xiao Dao came back and found her in the studio, but she didn't find it.

Xiaodao stood at the door, looking at Ding Lan, but did not interrupt her.

This was the first time he had seen Ding Lan painting, and seeing her was normal. In the past, he was with Ding Lan, either making and having sex with him, or seeing her "skating" and "playing K", but now when he saw Ding Lan who was painting, Xiaodao felt that Ding Lan when she was painting was the real her.

Ding Lan, who was sitting in front of the drawing board, had already removed all the hardness and coldness, his expression was focused, and he even stared at the canvas in front of him with some reverence. She dragged the colorful palette in her left hand and the brush in her right hand, tracing it up and down as if her fingers were moving up and down his body as they were making and having sex.

Looking at it this way, Ding Lan's side face has an unreal but frightening beauty.

Xiaodao's eyes deepened, and the Adam's apple surged up and down unnaturally, feeling something strange coming from somewhere in his body, but he couldn't bear to disturb Ding Lan, and then he was about to turn around and go back to the living room alone to smoke a cigarette to calm the restlessness coming from his body.

Maybe it was a bit of a big movement, and finally woke up Ding Lan, and Ding Lan saw the figure of the knife preparing to turn around and leave in a blink of an eye. A smile finally appeared on his calm face.

Her thin lips opened slightly, and in a soft and glutinous, but refreshing voice, she called the knife:

"Knives!"

The knife body was stunned, and the steps of departure were so vividly frozen.

He stood still and didn't move, but Ding Lan walked up, his snake-like arms wrapped around the waist of the knife, and his cheeks were tightly pressed against the knife's thick and strong back.

"I'm so focused on drawing that I don't notice you. How long has it been since you came back? ”

The knife slightly chilled his mind:

"It won't be long, just a while!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Xiaodao realized that his voice was a little hoarse.

Ding Lan is a veteran of the love field, the knife only has one sentence, six words, she heard the clue, a pair of cold eyes, and suddenly flashed a fine light.

She let go of her arms and turned to Knife's body, forcing him to face her.

Sure enough, just as she guessed, Xiaodao's face was a little gloomy at the moment, and his deep black eyes were full of depth and depression. The thin lips were slightly pursed into a straight line, and the already well-defined lines of the face were also a little tough at the moment.

She smiled indistinctly, what did he endure?

Ding Lan gently took one of the knife's hands, led him, came to his pile of paintings, and pointed to one of them:

"Look at this picture!"

The knife looked down Ding Lan's hand, and saw that it was a very dark painting, just like the feeling he felt when he first saw Ding Lan's painting in the art economy company, which was depressing and suffocating.

It's just that there is only one pair of eyes on this painting, and those eyes are like a bottomless abyss, inky black. But his eyes seem to be like two sharp knives, cold, but breathtaking.

The main thing is that these eyes ......

Xiao Dao was suffocated in his heart, and turned his head to look at Ding Lan suddenly:

"These are my eyes?"

Ding Lan smiled, then nodded, and looked at the painting:

"This is the first time I drew it with my feelings for you."

As he spoke, Ding Lan suddenly approached the knife, stared at him deeply with a pair of watery eyes, and whispered to him in a suggestive tone:

"Actually, I've always wanted to do it with you under this painting!"

In a word, Xiaodao's eyes suddenly tightened, he looked at Ding Lan, looked at her eyes as if there was a charm in the light, only to feel that the beast in his body seemed to begin to uncontrollably scream.

Ding Lan's lips were soft and moist, as if they were summoning.

The knife didn't want to endure it anymore, so he grabbed Ding Lan's body and kissed it fiercely against his lips.

Ding Lan's arms immediately hooked the knife's neck and responded enthusiastically. The tip of her tongue is light and flexible, little by little, delicately tracing the contours and lines of the knife's lips.

But Xiaodao refused to be teased by Ding Lan like this, he took the opportunity to poke into Ding Lan's mouth, and kept attacking the city, with a domineering beak that could not be ignored.

He wants Ding Lan to know, to let everyone know that she is his, just his!

The two of them really didn't change the location again, they were in Ding Lan's studio, just below that painting.

The knife gently put Ding Lan flat on the ground, stripped himself and Ding Lan's clothes, and the two faced each other naked, without the slightest discomfort and ridicule, and their eyes were more pious and sincere than the other.

Xiao Dao looked down at Ding Lan condescendingly, looked at her for the first time, and presented herself, completely and unreservedly, in front of him.

There seemed to be fishy sweet blood stirring in the throat of the knife, and he settled down and covered his lips with Ding Lan again.

Only this time, he became gentle.

Ding Lan was fascinated by the confusion of his kiss, and in the haze, she felt the man in front of her enter her body, and the huge sense of fullness drove away all the loneliness and emptiness of her previous twenty years.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at the painting above her head, in which the knife's eyes looked at her for a moment.

She felt that she was really, really, redeemed!

She knew that the appearance of this man would turn her whole life upside down.

She clinged to the knife's body with her arms, gently shaking her body to his rhythm, feeling as if she had turned into a pool of water under his drive.

The emotional chant rushed out of her throat, and she no longer wanted any repression, any reservations.

Just because, that man, it's him!

No one but him!

The knife's sweat-soaked body rose and fell like that, driving Ding Lan to fly to another world full of light one at a time.

Ding Lan was almost about to faint, and in a daze, she seemed to hear the knife say three words in her ear.

It was not clear, although it was low, but she heard it.

It's just that she can't believe it.

It's too beautiful, it's too real, and she actually begins to suffer from gains and losses, and she doesn't dare to have it.

The things she once thought she had, the people she had, were all left behind one by one, mercilessly, and left without looking back.

His eyes were slightly sour, and Ding Lan hugged the knife harder.

She wants to bet on this one!

For the last time!

Even if she really loses, she will not hesitate to do so!

Anyway, there is no possibility of more decay in her life, and she can only end up drowning in darkness and mud, and never see the light of day again.

If this result was given to her by the man in front of her, Ding Lan thought, she could accept it!

Really can!

……

Ding Lan was finally carried back to the bedroom by a knife. He carefully put her on the bed, and after helping her tidy up, he lay down beside her, lit a cigarette, first handed it to Ding Lan, and then re-lit it for himself.

Ding Lan held up a pair of big eyes, looking at his own painting on the opposite wall, on which he was lifeless, his eyes were empty and cold.

At that moment, she suddenly had an impulse.

"Knives!"

"Well, I'm here!"

"Let's go on a trip!"

She suddenly wanted to let go of everything, forget everything, don't have to think about anything, don't have to scruple about anything, and just go out with the knife.

Xiaodao paused slightly, and did not ask Ding Lan why he suddenly wanted to travel, but responded with one word:

"Good!"

Ding Lan smiled, and she knew that although this man looked hard, he was actually very soft!

decided to go on a trip, Xiaodao didn't understand this, so all the itinerary, trivial things such as travel routes were arranged by Ding Lan.

It's just that Ding Lan was suddenly a little blind.

In the past, when she went out, it was all for work, and she had never had such a simple idea of wanting to go out and see the world.

So, now, she doesn't know what to do.

As a result, when Xiaodao asked her, Ding Lan's answer completely gave Xiaodao a headache.