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The first volume enters the Houmen, which is as deep as the sea, and the one hundred and nineteenth chapter is hateful because of love

The first volume of the cave house fell out of favor, and the concubine entered the Hou Gate, which was as deep as the sea, and the one hundred and nineteenth chapter was hated because of love

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When the "number" led Wei Youlan into the room where Ling Xiaohan was, Wei Youlan frowned unconsciously.

Orchid! The man seemed to have been poisoned by a purple orchid, and the room was filled with potted orchids.

When I walked into the house, I saw Ling Xiaohan with his back to her.

Ling Xiaohan heard her enter the door, but he didn't look back. He just lightly instructed the "trumpet" to leave, and then turned all his attention back to the orchid he was moving.

"What are you doing?" After being silent for a long time, Wei Youlan asked, it was not a comfortable thing to be ignored by Ling Xiaohan. The sensation choked in her throat and made it difficult for her to swallow.

Ling Xiaohan didn't speak, his fingers continued to operate skillfully. I didn't even lift my eyelids.

Is he angry? Wei Youlan secretly guessed, and was amused by her guess. When did she start caring about his emotions? Inadvertently, a roar that was about to collapse on her forehead shook out in her head: "I care!" "Run away from yourself and think about why he cares. Wei Youlan tried to close her eyes and let her loose thoughts fall into place.

"I have something to talk to you about."

Ling Xiaohan still didn't look back, but the movements in his hand stopped. He didn't quite know how to face Wei Youlan anymore. She always had the ability to provoke all his emotions, and he was always in a bad mood by such violent fluctuations. He has never been a person who likes to be led by emotions. But it has been out of control again and again.

"Tell me, there's no one eavesdropping here."

"Shall we go inside?" Wei Youlan proposed, sweat overflowing from her palms.

Ling Xiaohan finally turned around, and there was a trace of gathering on his brows. With the taste of judgment, he stared deeply at this face that made him painful and couldn't let go. He sighed, washed his hands in the basin, and turned to go into the house. He was never able to refuse her request.

Wei Youlan followed Ling Xiaohan into the back room, but the request to speak was on the tip of her tongue and could not be exported.

"Say it!" Ling Xiaohan sat down on the soft couch, and the tiger skin cushion was softly sunk partially. He is a person who knows how to enjoy life very well, and he tries to arrange his comfort and satisfaction everywhere he goes.

"Are you going to live here by yourself?" Wei Youlan's eyes wandered around the room. I didn't see a single figure when I walked in from the courtyard just now, could it be that he was the only one in this big mansion. And Ling Xiaohan felt that she was going in circles.

"What are you going to talk to me about?" In fact, in general, Ling Xiaohan knew in his heart that the problem that Wei Youlan cared about was nothing more than everything in the Su family. And Ling Xiaohan already knew that in a few days, Su Duyan would marry Song Yu, King An. Then Wei Youlan must have come for this matter. But with her personality, I'm afraid she won't wait for him to arrange it obediently. Last time, she had already expressed strongly the idea that she could not be just a bystander.

"Can I go to your dorm room and have a look?"

What's going on?

"It should be next door." Wei Youlan's face was red, and the smile on her face was almost stiff. And such a behavior is very abrupt, which is completely inconsistent with her character.

With that, Wei Youlan had already turned around and walked out of the room, and Ling Xiaohan could only passively follow behind her.

Wei Youlan pushed open the door next door.

"You really like purple orchids." Not surprisingly, I saw a few pots of purple orchids that began to bud on the windowsill. "It's winter, and the orchids you cultivated are already budding!" Wei Youlan walked to the window and looked carefully at the tender color of the branch.

"I ordered the gardener to breed it in the greenhouse!" Ling Xiaohan also walked over and stood behind Wei Youlan. He once dreamed that one day he could accompany her quietly to look at the orchids he planted for her. It's a luxury for him! And now it's happening.

Wei Youlan turned around and leaned her back against the window. This was the first time her eyes took the initiative to find Ling Xiaohan. And he was right in front of her, looking at her eyes with three points of thought, seven points of unpredictable.

The arm that was as white as Wen Yu naturally drew the approaching male face closer to him. There has never been a moment when both of them have looked directly into each other's eyes so attentively, carefully, and without evasion, and saw the depths of their hearts.

Wei Youlan's face was very red, shy as the sweetgum scent dyed in early autumn, and the water in her eyes was flowing. A slight quivering lip flap flashed with seduction. Then she raised her head slightly, and slowly closed her eyes, and the light breath spread like butterfly wings on the noses of the two of them.

Ling Xiaohan had never been tempted by such an unsuspecting one, and the object was her, a woman who had given her life to love. His lips slowly pressed into it, and his arms gently pulled his trembling body closer to his arms. Holding the haunting face with his hand, he kissed carefully, cherished the kiss, and did not bring it, almost a kind of worship and affection. The darkest and coldest corners of my heart are slowly melted by the warm sun that shoots into my heart at this moment...... Love, for the first time, did not redeem his lonely soul with pain and torment.

The entangled figure slowly moved from the window to the soft bed. Wei Youlan was almost drowning in his tenderness, she didn't plan to invest so much emotion, but Ling Xiaohan's mind was almost her magic barrier. When you get closer, you're completely bewitched. With her head down, she didn't dare to pursue the deep and affectionate gaze again. She knelt beside him, her fingers fumbling to unbutton her shirt. But the fluctuating emotions made the hands tremble too obviously.

"What do you do?" Ling Xiaohan was half-lying on the bed, looking at her lowered face, clumsily fiddling with her clothes, and couldn't help but ask.

But Wei Youlan didn't answer, and most of the buttons on her shirt had been unbuttoned, revealing most of her plumpness like clotted cream. She's still working on it. The trembling palm was held into the warm palm in the next second.

"What do you want to do?" Ling Xiaohan never expected that Wei Youlan would openly stage a temptation scene in front of him. It was like a basin of cold water pouring over his head. A trace of anger in my heart spread inexplicably in my body. Holding Wei Youlan's palm, he subconsciously tightened. Wei Youlan held the arm she was holding with her other hand, and the tightening force on her wrist made her gasp in pain. She stubbornly didn't cry out for pain. However, her small action of inhaling in pain still made Ling Xiaohan realize that she had hurt her. As if electrocuted, his hand immediately retracted. However, the excessive force still left marks on the wrist.

This wrist was the wrist that Wei Youlan had cut when she cut her wrist, although she had saved her life. But the deep scars still left marks on the wrists.

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