Jiang Yang didn't explain anything more, and Chen Lan didn't ask again.

The two of them had a tacit understanding, and neither of them mentioned the pistol again.

It's just that in the early hours of the night, after the clouds and rain, Jiang Yang quickly fell asleep with the woman in his arms, and Chen Lan lay on his chest, but he couldn't sleep anymore.

Her eyes twinkled in the dark night.

is calm on the surface, but his heart is already imagining.

Chen Lan's association is very rich, she thought of a lot of pictures about Jiang Yang using this pistol, and she also began to guess what Jiang Yang was doing outside these days.

Suddenly I thought of a news item today, and the scenes of the three shootings were blurred with flesh and blood.

As soon as she thought of this, Chen Lan felt that her heart was about to jump out.

She was afraid.

But what can I do?

This is his man, and he has to follow him for whatever he wants to do.

Marrying a chicken and a dog and marrying a dog are the words that her mother Li Guilan has been reading in her ears since she was a child, and they have long been engraved in her bones.

She knew that this sentence was feudal and had no logic at all.

But look at the sleeping man again......

Chen Lan was very entangled.

A bold question flashed through her mind.

What if he really is an international fraudster, a murderer, a heinous villain......

Jiang Yang.

This man is too mysterious.

Since the first time I met him, my life has been like a dream.

Nothingness, ethereal, as if all in front of you, and under the touch, everything seems so unreal.

She knew too little about him.

She only knew that he had an older sister and a younger sister, who was a self-made businessman, the pride of his mother Li Guilan and brother Chen Cheng, and the idol worshiped by many descendants of Shishan County.

As for the rest, Chen Lan couldn't see through it, and she didn't dare to ask more.

For some reason, Chen Lan always felt that her relationship with this man was erratic, even if he admitted that he was her fiancée.

Sometimes, Chen Lan feels that he loves himself to the core, his eyes are full of her, and he can't tolerate others.

And sometimes, she would feel that she didn't seem to be that important in his heart.

Everything is fake.

Like a dream.

This time when he came to New York, Jiang Yang's whereabouts seemed confusing again.

He keeps changing identities, and he is full of lies.

This man is so capable of sophistry, he is so clever that he has made up sweet dreams for countless people. For the sake of money, he did not hesitate to fabricate one false background after another for himself and set one trap after another.

Chen Lan watched these foreigners fall into his trap and was complacent.

At the end of the day, he's scamming!

And today, Chen Lan found a pistol here.

This pistol smashed Chen Lan's heart into a mess.

Her heart was like a knife, and her mood was very complicated, terrible.

How could she sleep?

Moonlight fell into the room through the curtains and fell on the man's face.

Chen Lan felt that he was a little strange at this moment.

What the hell is he trying to do?

Chen Lan's heart was filled with countless question marks.

But more than that, it's about him and her.

She once thought that her love for Jiang Yang was the most sincere love and the strongest love.

No matter what this man becomes or what he does, she will resolutely follow him until death.

And at this moment, just in a trance, Chen Lan felt that he was a little shaken.

Damn it......

Chen Lan shook his head vigorously, to hell with that fleeting thought!

"Even if you are really a fraudster, even if you are really a Jiangyang thief, I will be with you."

She said so in her heart.

Looking at the sleeping man, Chen Lan broke free from his embrace and kissed him directly on the lips.

Jiang Yang slept in a daze, only to feel the temperature on his body suddenly rise.

When I opened my eyes, it was Chen Lan's extremely beautiful face.

She was looking at herself seriously and kissing herself.

The face is slightly hot, hot and wet.

It's teardrops.

She was crying.

Jiang Yang just wanted to say something, but unexpectedly, Chen Lan came fiercely, and while crying, he stripped off all Jiang Yang's clothes, and then rode on his waist.

"Shut up, you liar."

This was Chen Lan's last sentence.

Subsequently, Jiang Yang was pushed down by this crazy woman and was at the mercy of him.

Chen Lan tonight is like a cheetah.

There is no shyness of the past, no girlish tenderness and delicateness, replaced by hysteria, like a black peony, blooming in the dark room, in the silvery moonlight.

The voice is deep and comes from the depths of the throat.

The woman's constant attack evokes Jiang Yang's deep desires.

Erupted.

No one can provoke him.

Anything.

The sound of rough panting, the creaking of the bed board mixed together, blurry and dreamy, and it was fascinating.

The two hot piping hot pairs make the two souls intertwined, and they are lingering.

It's like traveling through two centuries of lingering.

The picture of a naked woman holding a vase on the wall is swaying, the lamp at the head of the bed is swaying, and the double bed is also swaying under the moonlight.

I don't know how long it took.

It seemed like a century.

The war finally stopped, and the men and women in the madness finally quieted down.

Jiang Yang's face was full of astonishment, panting incredibly, and he kept muttering to the ceiling: It's so happy.

Chen Lan turned from a cheetah to a docile cat, lying on his chest, his face ruddy, with a hint of shyness.

Her fingers were slender, and they kept scratching his chest, as if they were writing.

"Madam, it's so late at night, why did you come to such a big Yaxing?"

Jiang Yang grabbed her fragrant shoulder, learned the drama that the old man taught him, and asked.

Chen Lan didn't answer, and took a bite towards his pectoral muscles.

This bite is not child's play, it is a real bite.

Jiang Yang, who gritted, bared his teeth, his eyes widened but he didn't dare to resist.

"Shhhh......h

He gasped and grabbed the sheets with his right hand.

Time passed second by second, Jiang Yang was bitten in a cold sweat, and the expression on his face was wonderful.

Chen Lan finally relented, and a row of neat teeth appeared on his chest.

"Whew......!"

Jiang Yang gasped: "Stimulating." ”

Chen Lan sat up, stared at Jiang Yang and said, "I admit it." ”

Jiang Yang was stunned: "What do you recognize?" ”

Chen Lan said seriously: "No matter who you are or what you do, I will follow you." ”

Jiang Yang was puzzled, and he also got up, wanting to have a good fight with the woman in front of him: "Who am I?" What did I do? Just take a bite when you come up? ”

After that, he carefully touched the tooth marks on his chest.

Another gasp: "Stimulate ......"

Jiang Yang sat up, but Chen Lan lay down, and his back was to him: "Sleep." ”

She just slept!

Jiang Yang's heart was galloping.

"Hey, Mr. Chen, what's wrong with me?"

“……”

No response.

Jiang Yang scratched his ears and cheeks, stared at the bright moon outside the window, and sang again in a joking voice: "Women, fans are ......!" ”

Then he lay down on the bed.

The room fell silent again, pitch black.

Through the moonlight, this time, Chen Lan and Jiang Yang both had their eyes open, and neither slept.

A minute later.

Chen Lan closed her eyes with a smile on her face.

Two minutes later.

Jiang Yang closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he reached out and grabbed her hand.

He understands everything, but he can't say it.

She didn't understand anything, but her reaction made his heart warm.

Perhaps, this is what love looks like.