Chapter 77

The warm breath sprayed on the neck.

Someone ripped off her clothes and fell on her like a wild animal, licking the white tender shoulder.

The tusk bit hard.

Lin Lang wakes up in the sharp pain.

The man's eyes are long, narrow and deep. In the dim light, there is a smell of bloodthirsty. It seems that he will tear her bone into his abdomen at the next moment.

"You're back."

The woman's voice, with sleepiness, propped up her body, and her clothes slipped to her waist. Her chest was bright red with burning eyes.

Wei Yang's eyes are dark.

Lin Lang helped the collar to the shoulder, yawned again, reached out to untie the man's clothes, "the night is deep, my husband should arrange it earlier."

He hooked his lips and opened his hand to let Lin Lang undress him.

When Lin Lang opened the quilt and just lay on her back, her hot chest would stick to her back, and she would not hesitate to confine herself in her arms.

The hot weapon was against her waist.

Weiyang buried his face in the armpit of the forest and laughed low.

In the dark, there is a few minutes of Yin charm.

Good. He won.

"My husband is very happy?"

He rubbed her tender skin, greedily kissing this inch of territory, "happy, happy, the people in the way finally left."

The man in my arms still belongs to him.

It belongs to him alone.

Thinking, Weiyang can't help feeling moving, eyes dyed with ambiguous color.

"Husband, I am sleepy." Lin Lang grabbed his hand and put it on his waist.

"Well, I'll let you go this time."

He stretched out the bleeding tip of his tongue and licked her round earlobe.

There is a long way to go.

In the middle of the night, the children in the compartment began to cry, waking both the hostess and the hostess.

How can the nurse coax not good, anxious to turn round and round.

Lin Lang put on a dress and shoes to get out of bed, and the man did not sleep, so he simply followed her.

He saw the infant in its infancy, so young and weak, crying like a kitten, so sick that he could not live long.

Although it was his and Lin Lang's children, Wei Yang's heart did not have the slightest fluctuation, he even felt that the boy who let Lin Lang coax the midnight was really a bit of an eyesore.

"Fu'er, my mother is here. Will you stop crying?"

She brushed her slender fingers through the crow's hair and gently kissed the child's face.

The man was watching, his eyes slightly heavy.

The intention of killing is growing.

His people, how can tolerate other people's fingers.

Her lips, her touch, her everything, should belong to him.

Whatever gets in their way, damn it.

The next day, the back door of the Fang family was knocked.

A purple carton was handed in.

Zhu Jinse held back the servant girl, opened a look, her pale face instantly poured on a touch of ruddy.

She knew that her brother loved her and was reluctant to die.

Late at night, the man came back.

Lin Lang came forward, Xianhui untied his cloak, hung it up, turned around and said with a smile, "my husband has been working hard today. He has gone so far with fu'er to see the doctor. Must he be tired? I have asked the kitchen to cook some millet porridge. Please try it and warm your stomach. By the way, bring the young master here. I want to see him. "

The servant girl said with mist and water, "madam, the young master is not in the back."

Lin Lang was stunned for a moment.

"Husband..."

"He's dead." Wei Yang said lightly.

The woman's face suddenly turned white.

"I-I don't understand what you're talking about."

She quickly grabbed his sleeve, because too hard, fingernails on the back of his hand left a light red scar, "husband, you are lying to me, right? How could he die? I held him this morning... "

"On the way to see the doctor, I coughed so much that I couldn't save my life."

Lie without blinking.

Her eyes grew red and tears ran down her face.

He was slightly stunned.

The first time he saw her cry.

"Fu'er, my poor fu'er..."

She slipped and fainted.

Weiyang quickly caught her body.

"Call the doctor!"

There was an irresistible anxiety in his tone.

Lin Lang fell asleep for three days.

When they wake up again, they lose the bright and lively of the past. They have a dull face and sit in front of the bronze mirror in a daze, like a walking corpse.

Is it so hard for a woman to lose a child?

Weiyang some don't understand, but the heart is painful.She had not had a good meal for several days. She finally fell asleep. She was often awakened by nightmares and cried all night with him.

She said, husband, what to do? Is fu'er suffering there alone?

She said, my husband, it's all my fault. She left him alone.

Because of missing the child who died, her body quickly collapsed, and she was very strong.

Coax a person to fall asleep after, Wei Yang invited the doctor to see, but get the reply is without exception shake head.

Said, Madame can't live for a few years.

"A bunch of quacks!" "Get out of here!" he sneered

The doctors ran away with the medicine box, afraid that the next moment is the head landing.

Weiyang turned around, sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroked the other party's brow, which was still tight in his sleep, and muttered to himself, "I won't let you die."

In this life, you don't want to die to escape me.

After finishing some of the things to be dealt with, Weiyang got into the carriage and planned to go outside for a walk.

Since the death of fu'er, Lin Lang stayed in the room all day and refused to take half a step.

There were children's clothes, shoes and hats, as well as some novel and ingenious things, all of which came to amuse the children. When she saw these things from time to time, she would inevitably be struck by the scenery, which was not conducive to the recovery of the disease.

Lin Lang wakes up in the rickety carriage. She lifts the curtain and panics, "husband, where are we going?"

The driver turned around and laughed at her. "I'm going to take you to elope, roam the world, and be home all over the world. Only the two of us are together, OK?"

"Yes, but..." She bit her lip and didn't say no in the end.

However, Lin Lang always looked listless and could not arouse any interest.

She was like a puppet, led by him.

Weiyang personally do everything, dress for her, feed her to eat, coax her to sleep, he has done his best.

Sometimes he would try his best to win her sympathy by acting pitifully.

As long as one's heart is soft, things will be easier to handle.

At the beginning, he was pure possession of Lin Lang and didn't want her to die, because of his abnormal desire for control. But later, he was used to putting her in the first place, and the first thing to wake up was to reach out and touch her to make sure she was still there.

As long as one is interested in it, it is inevitable that the enemy will fall.

He didn't know it.

Until one night, the town where they stayed held a lantern festival.

The lights are bright as day, and men and women go together.

It's a rare event.

"Husband, I want that lotus lamp." People around me suddenly said.

Weiyang some surprise looking at her, she has been silent recently, a day also can't say a few words, so open to ask him, or the first time.

"You wait for me here. My husband will come to you."

In front of the crowd is more crowded, and there are a few strong men with thick arms. They stare at the young girl next to him fiercely and feel uncomfortable.

"Good."

Lin Lang nodded.

As he was about to walk over, his sleeve was pulled from the back. He looked back at her drooping delicate eyebrows and said in a warm voice, "what's the matter?"

"Weiyang, thank you."

"If there is a next life, I still want to be with you."

She gave him a smile.

The man is in a trance, thinking of the first time we met, her smile, surprised the night and lights.

Hit him in the heart.

"Fool, you and I are both husband and wife. What are you doing so politely?"

He gently kisses her on the forehead.

Take care of you, is my whole life willing matter.

He comforted the people, and then went to buy the lantern in a hurry. He picked a pair of lanterns with mandarin ducks to greet the spring. His taste was harmonious and he was teased by the stall owner.

"Madam, look, this mandarin duck..."

He looked up, but the man was gone.

The man's face suddenly turned ugly.

He searched all the places in the neighborhood where people could hide. No.

Where did she go?

Where is she going?

Weiyang suddenly thought of the words she had said before she disappeared. She scolded her fiercely and ran to the lake immediately.

In the dusk of night, the water beside the lake is heavy, like thick ink that can't be melted, and it's chilly. He saw a figure faintly, the water wave had gone over his chest.

A fear came to mind.

He almost did not want to jump down, trying to pull people back.

"Gulu --"

the cold water gushed from all directions and poured into the nose and ears, unable to breathe at all.

He was actually afraid of water.The cruel woman once put his whole head in the water tank, and he almost drowned and was in a coma for several days.

His mother was driven crazy by the pressure of the outside world, so he had to be a real pervert. There were two souls in his body, one clean and the other dirty.

He killed the other man, leaving only a venomous heart.

Cold blooded, merciless, is his consistent way of doing things.

But unexpectedly, one day, he actually jumped into the lake for the sake of a woman, even to catch up with himself.

Weiyang's consciousness began to become chaotic, faintly heard someone calling on the shore.

One second before the coma, the man was hoarse and crying.

"Please, save my wife first!"

For the first time in my life, it's also for her.

Please, save her.

She's only eighteen and shouldn't have died like this.

If you have to die alone Just him.