Chapter 135

"Click."

The door opened and was locked by the man's backhand.

There's no light in it. It's dark. The red sliding window was opened by a third, and the double curtain with European rich style blocked the night wind outside, while the bright moon quietly visited through brocade.

A tall figure came unsteadily. It was estimated that his arm touched the chair and his mouth was humming.

Beside the bed is the moonlight, full of fresh fragrance of lily.

The groom squinted at the man in bed.

The bed quilt is also water red, and the golden thread outlines the blooming lotus. His bride sleeps on this piece of blessing, under the vermilion cheongsam is exquisite and graceful posture, the Qipao slit all the way to the thigh, faintly visible charming scenery.

The combination of holiness and temptation is incredible.

This human bride is more like a beautiful sacrifice to the gods.

He only felt a fire rising in his abdomen, which was more intense under the catalysis of alcohol.

For a moment, the man snuffed heavily and shivered his fingers. He tried to unbutton his suit, but he didn't aim it for a long time.

"Pa --"

he simply pulled the button roughly, and the button rolled around like beads on the ground, making a crisp sound at night.

The white suit was thrown on the chair by the man.

He bent his knee and put one leg on the bed.

One side of the bed collapsed deeply because of his weight.

But God's bride was in a deep sleep, dark and beautiful hair scattered on the bed sheet covered with roses. Her cheeks were red, like ripe berries, so sweet that one could not help but take a bite.

Beside the bed was a tall glass with a pale red lip print on its mouth.

The man's slender legs separated, knees kneeling on both sides of her waist.

With his fingers slightly hooked, he lifted the hair that covered his face, and the gold rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose were put to the pillow. The man bent down, slowly gathered together, and tentatively bit the soft lip.

It's a sign of an impending attack.

"Well..."

She seemed to groan / groan unconsciously, her mouth opened slightly, and he entered the gate easily.

"Did you drink..." He murmured.

The sweet taste made him unable to extricate himself, and his action became more and more urgent.

The moon outside the window is still white.

Tonight, we all made taboos.

Lin Lang hooked the corner of her lips.

The man stretched out his neck and deeply kisses her forehead, and then he fell asleep with contentment.

Until nine o'clock in the morning.

"Well..."

Lin Wei Jing moved his numb arm and found that he was pillow. Always sleeping alone, he felt this feeling is very wonderful, but not bad.

Lin Wei Jing lowered his head, a ruddy and beautiful small face reflected in his sight. The next second, his attention was taken away by the blue and purple blood stasis on the woman's neck, shoulder and chest. Then, the face immediately climbed into the red.

He raised his hand and stroked it carefully for a moment.

Lin Wei Jing bent down and gently picked up the person, intending to wash her body.

"Shaojie..."

She is like a lazy cat, gentle and clever on his chest.

Lin Weijing made a move.

She opened her eyes.

The four eyes are opposite and silent.

"Brother in law, why are you?"

She screamed and quickly broke away from his arms and pulled the sheet to cover her body. However, the blood on the bed became more and more obvious.

"It's impossible. How could this happen..."

She fixed her eyes on the place with deep fear in her beautiful eyes.

"Yes, it must be a dream." Lin Lang hypnotized herself.

Lin Weijing's voice was hoarse, "I'm sorry, I last night..."

"Pa --"

a glass broke into several pieces at his foot, and it rubbed his ankle, leaving a red mark.

"Go away!"

She buried her head between her knees, her slender back neck was pink and greasy, shivering like a newborn animal.

The man clenched his fist and said nothing more. In the bathroom of the room, he quickly washed it with cold water and put on the casual clothes hanging in the wardrobe.

When he came out, the other side was still curled up at the head of the bed, and the quilt was crumpled.

Helplessness, panic, fear.

"I'm sorry, it's because I drank too much last night and went to the wrong room." Lin Weijing lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and his hair was still dripping, soaking his clothes on his shoulders. His skin color is white. Because he has been in the research room or the hospital for many years without sunshine, the blood color on his lips is weak. He took a cold bath just now, and he looks weaker than Lin Lang.He is a brain doctor. He deals with the God of death almost every day. He is very indifferent to life and death. Even in the face of those mental patients who are exhausted, he will not be driven mad like other doctors. Lin Weijing is so cool that he was once said to be a freak or a pervert. Sometimes he felt that he was too cold-blooded.

But now, he was flustered.

Her fear overwhelmed him.

The room was silent.

"So far, is it useful for you to apologize?"

Her voice from the quilt stuffy spread out, hoarse, a listen to know is just crying.

Lin Weijing clenched his fist, he suddenly walked to the bedside, the tall figure gradually shrouded her. However, with every step he took, the other person's body trembled violently.

Lin Weijing reached out and lifted her quilt.

The other side was very stimulated, holding on to the corner tightly and beating him. His manicured nails became sharp tools in the master's crazy state, which made his face full of red marks.

"Go away! You beast, don't touch me

"Lin Weijing, you asshole!"

Lin Weijing felt the burning pain on her face. She almost got stabbed in the eye several times. He had to hold each other forcefully, tied his hands behind him, hoping that she could "calm down".

However, her struggle became more intense.

Lin Weijing for a moment did not stabilize himself, directly pressed on the other side's body.

Soft, warm.

Like last night.

"Calm down, I'm not -" his unfinished words suddenly stopped.

In front of me is a wonderful scenery.

Her long hair was as black and beautiful as satin, which covered her ice skin. The woman's face was originally very angry, but because of his action and with a bit of panic, for fear that he like last night as "chaos.".

After all, she was a weak woman with no strength to bind a chicken. Her height was only 1.6 meters. She was pitifully small in front of Lin Weijing. Even her resistance strength was like a weak cat. She was subdued by him without any effort, and her hands were tied and held high above her head.

In such a humiliating posture, the beauty is also full of pear blossom and rain, especially the jade porcelain like skin of her body is imprinted with the traces he planted. Even with Lin Weijing's abnormal willpower, he can't help but lose his mind for a while.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" He quickly turned his eyes away from her.

The other side turned his head and wept silently.

She didn't cry out, but it was even more heartbreaking. It was like a small hook in her heart. If it moved, it would tear you to pieces.

"Dong!"

He bent his legs and knelt on the ground.

"I'm sorry, really, I'm sorry." He buried his head deeply. "It's all my fault. I don't know what to do to make up for you."

"You, then, die."

She turned her back to him in a quiet voice.

The man was silent for a moment.

"Good." He said.

There was no movement in the bed.

The man opened the door and went out. The people of Tang family haven't got up yet. He came back soon, and brought back a sharp fruit knife drawn from the tea table in the living room. The juice remained on it. He wiped it with a towel, and the bright light and shadow reflected on Lin Weijing's face.

"Are you going to end me by yourself?"

Lin Lang did not speak.

"Yes, I'm a sinner. I can't dirty your hands." He laughed at himself.

Slender fingers slightly rotated, just like taking his favorite scalpel, the tip of the knife against his left chest, a little tingling, "anyway, I want you to forgive me."

"Pooh --"

the sharp weapon penetrates the skin.

His face was white with blood.

"You --"

the other person turns his head and looks at him in shock.

I don't even feel the quilt slipping.

Lin Weijing saw more clearly, her chest and thighs were eaten by wild animals, blue and purple.

He pushed the handle of the knife with his fingertips, and stabbed another point without expression.

Lin Lang looks flustered, but she laughs in her heart --

I'm sorry, mistress, I've dug your wall again.

This prey, it's mine now.

"Do you really want to die?"

Seeing that it was going to turn into a bloody case, Lin Lang jumped out of bed and grabbed his hand holding a fruit knife. Lin Weijing was stunned. She took the opportunity to grab the weapon.

She saw her hands full of blood, but she could not help but scream and threw away the knife.

"How are you, brother-in-law? Does it hurt? Yes, I have to bring the medicine box... " In the face of such a sudden situation, her eyes were slightly red and she was at a loss. She was about to rush to the living room.

As soon as his finger touched the doorknob, he was caught.

The blood from his chest ran down her back, burning."First Get dressed. "

He said in a low voice, his eyes wandering.

The woman was stunned at first, then flushed. From his point of view, her neck gradually climbed up the attractive red. The skin on the hand is so hot, Lin Wei Jing suddenly step back and cover his nose.

And Lin Lang is from the wardrobe casually put on a piece of clothes, to the living room to find the medicine box. Waiting for her to leave the line of sight, the man's nervous tension just relaxed, soft against the wall sliding down.

What a mess, he thought.

Lin Lang's dressing technique is very skilled. In order to break the deadlock between the two people, Lin Weijing cleared his throat and opened his mouth in a warm voice

Lin Lang shook his head. "Shao Jie used to fight with others when he was a big boy. He made himself black and blue every time. I learned it unconsciously."

The man's face darkened. "I'm sorry."

She was silent again.

"I won't tell you about today."

Lin Weijing took a deep breath and said clearly, "I went out to have a look just now. You can go to the living room outside to sleep. When people ask you, you can sit here for a night and wait for Shaojie to come back. I'll stay here with the sheets and the fruit knife. "

He glanced around her neck and found a thin scarlet sweater with a high collar from the wardrobe. "Wear this. It's cold now, and no one else will be suspicious. I'll go to the hospital and get some ointment for you later. But in recent days, you should not let young Jie get close to him, so that he may not be suspicious

For a moment, the thoughtful man even gave her an excuse, "saying that you are too tired for the hard work these days, and you need a rest. Your body and bones are already weak, and I believe Xu Shaojie will not force you. "

Lin Weijing wants to hide from the world, but fate makes fun of him.

When he opened the door for Lin Lang to go out, it happened that a room next door was also opened.

Four pairs of eyes meet in the air, and the atmosphere is suddenly eerie.

Sister and brother-in-law, sister and brother-in-law.

Look, what a perfect combination.

Lin Lang almost laughed, but he still made a look of panic. He hid behind Lin Weijing and grabbed the corner of his clothes.