"What's the matter, it's been so long, haven't you figured it out yet, do you want to try it, can you escape from my hands now, I'll give you a chance, as long as you can escape! I will never chase you!"

Raising his hand, he picked up a strand of Luo Yu Qiuming's long black hair, and sniffed it lightly on the tip of his nose.

I didn't pay attention to it before, but now I realized that this woman's hair was very long, and if it wasn't for a decent hairstyle, her hair would have fallen to the ground, and even now, her hair would have grown to the crook of her legs.

This is, phoenix floral scent.

The chic fragrance will have the fragrance of phoenix flowers.

The breath was deep, and gradually calmed down, but after a while, it finally stabilized, and the eyes that were indifferent and a little charming slowly opened.

Looking at the man who was sniffing her hair, she sighed: "Forget it...... That opponent of mine must be ...... She must be watching me from nowhere, and even if I can escape from you, she'll recapture me right away, forget it...... I've resigned myself to my fate!"

Reconciled?

Zhang Lan couldn't help but smile evilly in her heart, your current appearance doesn't look like you have accepted your fate.

However, so what, if you don't accept your fate now, then you won't have a chance in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lan raised her hand, and her fingertips gently tapped on Luo Yu Qiuming's skirt, and slid into it little by little along the gap between the skirts. Inside the skirt, because she had just come out of the bath, she brought some warm moisture.

The fingertips are in a smooth and delicate place, smoother and thinner than the soft silk on Luo Yu Qiuming's body, just touching it with the fingertips is already reluctant to let go, if the whole hand is on it, I don't know what it feels like.

Thinking of it, Zhang Lan no longer hesitated, and gently stroked her jade leg with her palm.

"Huh~"

Although Zhang Lan was already very light, but when someone suddenly put his hand on his lap like this, Luo Yu Qiuming couldn't help but let out a low soft groan. Looking at Zhang Lan, her eyes were still calm, but there was already a bit of discoloration in her eyes.

"It seems that this is the first time you have been touched like this, how is it, how does it feel? Is it hatred in your heart? Is it humiliation or anger?"

The hand slid up little by little, with the golden skirt, so that her feet on the ground were exposed little by little, and Zhang Lan could even imagine the feeling of holding that pair of jade feet in her hands.

"Yes...... First ...... But without those feelings you said...... Men and women, isn't that how it should be?"

Luo Yu Qiuming's eyes were filled with a hint of mist, and his face was also red.

Zhang Lan laughed, he didn't expect this woman to answer himself like this, which was beyond his expectations. Can I only say, don't guess a woman's mind?

"Since you think that's the case yourself, then you're welcome!"

Gently wrapping it up, and fishing hard, Luo Yu Qiuming's body obediently turned over and lay on the bed with Zhang Lan's strength.

The golden dress was spread out on the bed, and it covered half of the bed, and the beautiful dress became more loose because the beauty was lying at the head of the bed. As she breathed, the water-red belly pocket rose and fell.

There was a touch of snow white on the waist, exuding a white halo under the light and shadow, but it was dyed red again in a moment.

The long black hair, like clouds and ink, is spread down layer by layer, and her golden dress is even more attractive than her own beauty, but it makes her more beautiful and glamorous, plus her complexion at this time is white and bright, which is even more beautiful and delicious.

Zhang Lan leaned down and looked at the woman she was pressing onto, only to feel that her breathing was short, obviously, her heart was not as calm as she appeared.

It's superfluous to say anything more at this time!

Suddenly, I saw Zhang Lan's hands flying, grabbing one of Luo Yu Qiuming's hands with one hand, pressing her against the bed fiercely.

"Heart Sword!"

In Luo Yu Qiuming's slightly surprised eyes, Zhang Lan's forehead emitted a golden light, which shook her eyes painfully, and she couldn't help but look away, not daring to look at the man on her body again.

At this moment, Zhang Lan's forehead pressed down and pasted Luo Yu Qiuming's forehead.

Rumble!!!

With the golden light in front of him as the boundary, Zhang Lan strongly broke through the center of his forehead and rushed in with an indomitable momentum.

"Wow Wow ......"

As soon as she entered the sea of knowledge of Luo Yu Qiuming, Zhang Lan could hear the cry of a baby wow. He has seen too many such situations, because everyone's memory basically starts from the moment he was born, and only those aliens with transcendent talents will have memories from their mother's womb.

"This is the birth of Luo Yu Qiuming, it looks pretty good, it's a rich family!"

This is a big mansion, and the people in the house looked at the midwife who came out of the room, and in the midwife's joyful voice, the man who was holding Xiao Luo Yu Qiuming didn't seem to be very happy, and his face was a little gloomy: "Why did you give birth to a girl, it's useless!"

When the man had finished speaking, he shoved the baby back into the midwife's hand and turned and walked out of the house.

The midwife's face was also a little ugly, and she looked at the people who were leaving one after another, sighed slightly, and then turned around and put the little baby girl next to the woman on the bed. The woman's face was haggard, she raised her hand and patted the baby beside her, and glanced at the departing man, and a stream of tears flowed down her eyes.

The scene changed, and the baby had grown into a little girl, holding a wooden sword in her hand, and was dancing hard, but she couldn't do the action she wanted to do.

The little girl's eyes looked to the side, where a man with a kind face was dancing with a wooden sword in the hand of a little boy, who looked impatient.

Zhang Lan stood under the flower tree in the scene, looking at the little girl, but did not see any emotion in her eyes.

Time flies, but in an instant, when the scene changes again, the little girl has become a beautiful and beautiful woman, even if she just stands there and does nothing, but it also makes the men around her frequently cast their eyes on her.

"Your family affairs have been decided, and you are the young master of the Zheng family. ”

"Hmm!"

In the face of her father's indifferent words, the woman's answer was even more ruthless.

On the wedding night, the woman held a blood-colored sword in her hand, and single-handedly killed the so-called Zheng family, and no one was left, including her newlywed husband.

She was originally just an ordinary woman, but when she was ten years old, she had already been taken by a monk, and under the monk's secret guidance, her eyes had already looked to the higher world. Staying at home for so many years is just to repay the family's nurturing grace, and after getting married, everything about her has nothing to do with the family.

Although with her strength at the time, it was impossible to destroy a family, but her sword was given by her master.

Since then, the woman has not returned to the family.

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