Chapter 128

Lin Lang catches up with the man step by step and embraces the other side from behind.

Xie Liancheng was not stable and fell on Lin Lang's chest.

He also wanted to struggle, but was held more tightly by Lin Lang.

"Liancheng said that as long as the general likes, Liancheng can do anything. Don't the general know what I mean? As husband and wife are one, how can Liancheng deceive the general? " The man's tone became lonely and seemed to be laughing at himself, "sure enough, no matter how much effort Liancheng has spent, the general is still..."

The other person's fingers hit his face and kisses him from behind.

It's so dense that he can't escape.

Xie Liancheng gradually soft body, leaning on her body.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. The last thing I should do is to doubt you, and I won't make the same mistake in the future. Husband, you have a lot of adults. Forgive me for being stupid this time, OK Lin Lang said sincerely.

Xie Liancheng lowered his head and covered his eyes with slender eyelashes. "I can still Do you believe in the general? "

He showed an uneasy gesture.

"I promise I will never doubt you again." Lin Lang said.

The man then showed his smile again, turned his head and buried his face into her chest, pulling her skirt like a child.

My lord general, it's very deceiving.

He hooked his lips.

It was freezing outside. Lin Lang asked people to go back to the house to have a rest. He went to the moon worship building and said that he wanted to help the tailors personally and make clothes that were both pleasing to the eyes and pleasing to him.

Although it is impossible to imagine how Wang Ye could communicate with the masters "aesthetics of men's home" with a cold face, she seldom had this idea, and Xie Liancheng did not stop her.

He stepped through the deep snow and returned to the house.

The housekeeper gave him a vague look and bowed back.

Xie Liancheng picked up the wooden box on the table and opened it gently.

A piece of crystal clear and round amber, refraction out the bright yellow and slightly red light, extremely beautiful and exquisite.

It seems that the general is very concerned about Wen Guijun. Even if he has lost his memory, he shows extraordinary concern.

Xie Liancheng turned and opened the red paint box.

There was a strange smell in it.

If it wasn't for the good sealing of the box, the smell would have gone out.

It didn't take him so long to choose this Tibetan box.

The man's breath is so low that he can't even lift his eyelids to glare at the man in front of him.

"Tomorrow is Wen Guijun's twenty year old birthday." He said meaningfully.

"This is a gift for you from the general. Go ahead."

Xie Liancheng released his hand with a smile.

That piece of amber is like a bright light, "pa" a hit on Wen Ting's face, and quickly rolled to the bottom. In this dark and cold box, its light seems to be dim a lot.

"Sorry, my hands are a little slippery." He said sorry words, but the smile on his face was not reduced, pleasant, light and even excited.

"Goodbye, then."

Poor, miserable toys.

The lid fell down again, covering up the smell and the sight of Wenting.

This is the last world he saw.

Lin Lang soon came back, his face was red with cold, Xie Liancheng let people hit hot water, wring a handkerchief to wipe her body.

"Your hands don't seem to be very honest." Lin Lang said.

"Doesn't the general like it?" The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Don't look so attractive. Don't blame me for crying."

Lin Lang skillfully picked up the man and planned to go to the bed.

Xie Liancheng pulled her hair and bewitched, "it's boring to be in bed all the time General, why don't we play somewhere else today

"Oh?" Lin Lang picks eyebrows.

What kind of tricks do you want to play?

Xie Liancheng broke away from her arms and sat lazily on one side of the box. He stretched out his hand and pulled out his hairpin. The green silk was scattered everywhere, which made his small face even more tender and pitiful.

"Here, how?"

He has a crooked face, like an innocent child. In order to be able to go out and play, he makes a cute and soft look, hoping to get the consent of the adults.

This guy Is fear of death not enough exciting?

The bottom of Lin Lang's heart tut.

Before dying, the prey who is eager to be rescued hears the decadent sound of the lover making love with another rival.

Naturally, she would like to cooperate with Xie Liancheng's performance.

Push people to the innermost side of the box, back against the wall, launched the most violent attack.

Less than an inch of wood, separated two worlds.

The people above resist the death.The people below were grieving.

"I hurt you? Why do you cry so much? "

"No The general is gentle Liancheng is happy... "

The man with a red face was weak, lying on the woman's shoulder and sobbing, "Liancheng is very afraid. It's just a dream. After waking up, the general doesn't remember me again..."

"Fool." She helplessly held each other's waist, "don't worry, this time I will remember you well. How can I forget your happy, angry, and lovely way of hugging me tightly after sleeping

"Liancheng, I will love you all my life."

"The only thing you need to worry about is the upbringing of our children in the future."

Lin Lang kisses his cheek, "you are so gentle, what if the children are naughty and make you cry?"

Her deep affection could not be mistaken, which made his heart ache slightly.

Xie Liancheng even thought, it is at this moment, his life is over, there is no regret.

"Isn't there a general?" He rubbed her neck, showing a strong attachment, "I am a loving father, the general is a strict mother, if Liancheng can not suppress, the general to save the field."

"You are so cunning that the children are afraid of me, so that they can seek comfort from you?" Lin Lang pinched his nose and spoiled his face.

"Isn't that good? Only Liancheng can get close to the general. "

"Even the vinegar of my own children. Am I married to a vinegar jar?"

"The general felt regret?"

"Well, I regret it."

Lin Lang rubbed his cheek and wiped away his sweat. "What I regret is that I didn't meet you earlier. In the 16 years after you were born, the best year, I couldn't witness your growth."

"Sorry, it took so long to find you."

Xie Liancheng's face climbed up a bit shy, eyes flowing with intoxicating feelings.

"It doesn't matter. We'll be together in the future."

Lin Lang kisses him again and begins a new round of intimacy.

"Dong, Dong --"

the box shakes slightly and listens to the dull sound of impact.

If it's normal, it's easy to hear this level of sound.

However, for the lingering lovers, how can "find" this is not right?

"Woo --"

the low whine is like the wind through the alley at night, mixed with the desperate cry of some creatures.

The noise is getting louder and louder.

Lin Lang stopped the action, "Liancheng, do you hear the sound?"

"Here comes the general." He shook his head helplessly, "you said that before. Liancheng thought there was something hidden here, so he asked the servant to check it after cleaning, and found nothing. "

"Not so much as this..."

He took a breath, his eyes did not mean, "in fact, the general can't do it? Will always use this excuse to prevaricate Liancheng Wu... "

His lips are blocked again.

Questioning a woman's ability often costs a lot.

The belly black husband and wife file unanimously ignored the sound of the box below.

The sound of the impact gradually faded.

Ear is a red heart beating small whispers, but Wenting did not have the anger at the beginning, leaving only infinite sadness. As the prisoner's time grew longer, his breath and heartbeat became slow, and his eyes did not have the strength to blink.

He was numb to the love talk outside.

Once upon a time, she said the same to him.

"What's the matter with you? The ink is on your face? It's ugly. "

"Yes, I'm sorry, Lord."

"Don't lose your face, Ben."

"Lord..."

He looked like he was about to cry and looked at him at a loss.

She chuckled and wiped the ink on his face.

"Little fool, just for fun."

"You'd better be my husband. It's OK to be stupid."

At that time, the speaker was careless, but the listener was stupid and serious.

In fact, he is smarter than a knife. He is not so clever. He is in vain.

Wenting moved his stiff neck and turned his face to the other side. His vision was blurred and he could see something dark not far away.

It was amber given to him by the Lord.

It's good that she still remembers his birthday.

In a long time ago, he knew that Wang Ye had become another person. In order to let her stay, he deliberately lied about his birth date and his life experience, so that she could pity him.

She didn't know that he was careful. Instead, she asked him what he had made.

Up to now, he still clearly remembers the scene and all the expressions on her face.After tonight, he will be an adult of twenty.

In the state of Chu, only a man with twenty weak crown means "formal adult". He is an independent individual recognized by the government. He can choose to become an official in the dynasty, or he can choose to set up his own door and walk in the world in his own way within his ability.

An adult should look like an adult. Wenting has thought about his adult appearance for countless times: mature, rational and calm. Even if the sky falls, he will not change his face.

He will not cry for a long time because of a small matter like a child.

He will become so powerful that no one dares to bully him.

No more crying.

That's what he thinks all the time.

I think so.

However, tears are not obedient, salty, soaked in the corners of the mouth.

Later, Wenting found a perfect excuse for his weak tears.

It doesn't matter. He'll always be nineteen.

For children, tears are their exclusive right.

It's a child anyway. He doesn't have to be afraid of being laughed at.

Like a child who couldn't get candy cake, Wenting cried out of breath.

He didn't know what he was crying about.

Finally, in the narrow, cold box, he stopped breathing.

He was twenty years old, and he didn't arrive.