"What's your name?" To do a full set of plays, since she wants to pretend, let's play with her.

Lin ...... Lin Lang. Lin Lang didn't dare to look at him, for fear of provoking him to anger again, and his life would be difficult to protect.

“…… Lin Lang ......, "He has always been very concerned about her calling Xiao Wu, and every time he hears it, he feels uncomfortable.

Lin Lang cautiously raised her head, facing his cold eyes that had no temperature, she hurriedly lowered her head, and kept silently reciting in her heart that he was not tourmaline, he was no longer tourmaline.

"You're afraid of me?" Lan Yan waved at her, motioning for her to come forward to help undress, and when she saw that she began to wave her hand back again, she had to step forward and approach.

Although she is willing to do whatever she wants as long as she doesn't hurt the little fifth brother, but it doesn't include the things he asked, Lin Lang only cared about retreating, but he didn't know that he had been forced to turn around, and was retreating towards the bath.

"Oops......" The waistless cold water in the pool was still extremely cold in the slightly cold spring, and he couldn't react, and he was poured a few mouthfuls of water before he surfaced, but the hateful man stood condescendingly on the edge of the pool, with a mocking smile in his mouth.

Lin Lang wiped the water from his face and glared at him angrily, suddenly reached out and grabbed the hem of his robe, and violently dragged the annoying person into the pool.

Seeing his surprised expression when he fell into the water, Lin Lang smiled lightly: "Oops! I'm sorry, I ...... I...... I'm sorry I didn't see it clearly for a while, and I ripped you off. With that, he turned and fled to the other end.

Lan Yan, who surfaced, looked angry, and after hearing her words, the anger in his heart was swept away, and with a wave of his hand, the door of the bathroom room slammed shut, and he looked at Lin Lang's loveless face with satisfaction.

Slowly approaching her, she seemed to be afraid of him approaching, was it because of the last time? Lan Yan lowered his eyelids, and the light in his eyes softened unconsciously.

"Don't ...... Stay back. Lin Lang's heart began to beat wildly, thinking of the previous time when he almost broke his neck, he began to be annoyed that he was so quick to anger him again, stretched out his arms to protect his neck tightly, turned around and didn't dare to look at him.

Lan Yan stood behind her, pulled her arm away, forced her to turn around and look at him, her weak appearance made his heart rise with pity, at this time she compared with the indifferent Miss Lin who was thousands of miles away, as if she had changed as if she had changed a person, could it be that a person's temperament would change greatly after dying once?

"You're good, I'm not going to kill you." If she were her sister, she would play with him without any scruples at the moment, and then she would be pampered and arrogant, and order him to do something he didn't like to do, which he always refused, and then the two would break up because of such a small matter.

Lin Yang's temperament belongs to that kind of uninhibited, he doesn't like to be restrained, and he is very possessive, and he can't put sand in his eyes, but why not? Men have a common problem, the more they can't get something, the more itchy, and the more challenging it is, the more it can arouse men's desire to conquer.

He thought that after killing her own sister for her, she would agree to marry him, but she didn't expect to become a pawn of her, she didn't plan to marry him at all, but borrowed his hand to get rid of her own sister, it turned out that she had always coveted her brother-in-law, and he became a joke completely, she said that she wanted a normal person to be a husband, it turned out that she had always regarded him as a monster, yes, he was a monster, and the silver pupils also sucked human blood, who would want to marry a monster? Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his pupils were dyed with a layer of hatred.

Lin Lang raised his eyes and saw that he was deep in thought, his pupils were slowly turning silver, and the palm on her arm was getting heavier and heavier, and she didn't dare to move.