Chapter 405

The night was deep and the night wind was cool.

Lin Lang glanced out the window of the car. Another car was parked under her residence. It was a common brand. The style was even old. However, because of the owner's care, it was as new as it had just left the factory.

You don't have to think about who's here.

She parked the car in the garage, hooked the key on her tail finger and walked out.

A tall figure leaned against the window, his back bent slightly and his legs overlapped. He bit a cigarette lazily, and the fire on his lips was flickering, which was in extreme contrast to his meticulous and formal clothes.

When Lin Lang came, he frowned slightly, as if thinking of some problem, and his slender fingers flicked the ash.

Smoke blurred the man's dark eyes.

Dan Kou's fingernails suddenly appeared in front of him. Mr. Shen was stunned for a moment. His fingers were folded together and he clamped the cigarette in his hand. Yan Hongyan's lips opened slightly, and he bit the cigarette filter lazily.

Indirect kissing.

Mr. Shen's heart beat fast for a moment.

As a man who has seen the world a little and can be called a mature and steady man, he is approaching the age of 40, and he should not be confused by the little tricks of young girls. But as far as he could see, it was the wanton growth of her eyebrows and the corners of her eyes.

After the tutor's make-up class that year, she flipped out the message book and asked him to write a word of encouragement. She also naively said that if only the gentle Mr. Shen was her subject teacher, her mathematics would not be so bad.

He didn't refuse her first request.

After that, he didn't even have the courage to refuse everything about her.

Reason restrained Mr. Shen's turbulent emotions. He raised his hand and held the pipe in her mouth, trying to pull it out.

"It's not good for children to smoke." He said.

"Your excuses are always the same." Lin Lang clenched the bright yellow cigarette paper. She painted a deep red full Lip Glaze. The color fell in a little bit. It was groundless and ambiguous, which made people daydream. "Since it's not good, why does brother Shen smoke?"

She returned to her former address.

Brother Shen, a slightly alienated name.

Mr. Shen's eyes appear shallow helpless, "then I will not smoke."

It's not rational to confront a child.

Lin Lang just relaxed his teeth, let him smoke out the cigarette, throw it on the ground, the tip of his shoe gently against the fire light.

"Why is it so late tonight?" Mr. Shen asked again. He was the second in command and was familiar with Lin Lang's schedule. This time was one hour more than usual.

"I went to see a little boy who was not so easy." Lin Lang did not cover up, "he was drunk in the bar, thinking how to have a relationship, then passed."

The man faintly er a, she does not say also can see, clavicle edge that tiny red seal can't conceal a person.

She really dotes on that little friend and connives at his troubles after breaking up.

It's probably the crying kids who have the sugar.

Mr. Shen suddenly realized that the emotion was wrong, and immediately restrained himself to sober himself up. He changed the topic, "I can find so much information for the time being."

Mr. Shen took out a leather envelope from the down window. It was about the thickness of a history book. It was enough to feel Mr. Shen's intention. However, this man is used to doing background, no matter what he does, he just says "it's like this for the time being", which seems to be done casually, which is not worth mentioning.

"Although I don't know what you want from you Ming's information." Mr. Shen was so careful that he reminded her, "he doesn't have any good words on the surface."

"It doesn't matter. I'll make him easy to talk later."

The woman smiles at him and her eyes move like a sea of smoke.

"But more importantly, it must be very difficult for you to get this information. How can Lin Lang thank his brother?"

"No --"

the ending suddenly engulfs in the man's throat.

She raised her eyebrows and eyes, close together, only an inch away from his chest. Her black hair was clinging on her shoulders, like a branch growing in his heart, tightly entwined to suffocation. She opened her Danfeng eyes, like a curious child, searching around for his strange expression, "really not?"

Lin Lang pretended to be distressed. "It's hard to do. I heard that you have to pay a seal fee for doing bad things. You don't want anything. In case of unstable position in the future, what to do if you give up Lin Lang?"

"You want to kill and set fire to break the law?" Mr. Shen asked.

"And if so? What would you do? " Lin Lang smiles and sings.

"I will stop you, but you are an outsider who has a festival. If you can't bear to go far, there is no need to pay for your future, health, life span, and the most precious time with your relatives." Mr. Shen answered without hesitation.

"What if you can't stop it?"

Mr. Shen was silent for a moment and said slowly and firmly, "such a hypothesis will not hold."

Lin Lang chuckled, "OK, I'll make a joke. Don't be so serious. Teachers and students are all scared." In order to prove the credibility, she also shook her shoulder, a pathetic look, "brother Shen, you have no sense of humor.""No, it's very late. Go up quickly."

Mr. Shen looked at his watch.

"Yes, sir."

Lin Lang gave him a standard salute and turned away.

He watched her go upstairs until all the lights at the French windows were turned on, and Mr. Shen drove back to his apartment.

The next day, Lin Lang went to the crew and found that someone came earlier than her.

The director who just learned that the two broke up was quite uncomfortable and didn't know how to adjust, so he had to concentrate all his energy on the stage.

"Card -"

the result of the director's high concentration of spirit is that he is more critical of the performance, "Zhao Zhenwen, you are now Fu Jian with high spirit. You have destroyed the former swallow and captured you emperor. It's tiger and wolf. What are you afraid of your man's pet?"

This scene is a bed play, which is not out of line. Even the kiss is borrowed. However, some intimate actions are unavoidable. When the staff watch the two men touch and hold the next second, they dislike the scene of escaping.

Zhao Zhenwen is a man with strong masculine flavor, and he is also a man who can't be straight any more. Playing this kind of drama is like taking an old man's life. But who told him to fight against the landlords lost to the crafty director and the beautiful assistant director Xi, who was abducted by the crew.

He wiped his face and cried, "excuse me, Xiao Feng, don't come again?"

The director glared, "what else do you have to throw people on the bed many times, ability, other people's bones are broken by you. Well, in this way, find a good one, and you can have a good look at it. "

Zhao Zhenwen is not too big to watch the excitement. He immediately said that it was good and good. He also ordered a play at leisure. "I think the assistant director of Xiaoxi is good, so I can live on the stage!"

His eyes are a little hot. He wants to have a pair of beautiful men and women wash their eyes. But after watching the whole scene, the only thing that can match the beauty of Feng Ying emperor is his own assistant director.

But Zhao Zhenwen said he regretted. He was happy for a moment, and forgot that assistant director Xi had a little daughter-in-law. How can this be adjusted?

Sure enough, the director's eye knife swished, little bastard, what bad idea do you put forward?

Lin Lang is calm as usual, "since brother Zhao has ordered a play, I'm going to ruin my own business if I don't take out some Kung Fu."

The spirit of the staff was invigorated.

Is this a promise to fight in the arena?

Unexpectedly, the man's expression was a little cold. He glanced at the teenagers outside the crowd, lifted his lips and said, "I don't need it. It's a waste of time anyway."

The original fiery atmosphere suddenly solidified, and people subconsciously stopped breathing.

What's the matter between the two?

"A waste of time?"

The action of the signboard is crooked, maybe it is that kind of casual attitude. This posture is not like the past lazy and charming, but shows a kind of interesting joke, "Xiao Fenghuang, where you are standing now is the hermit's royal court. Do you really think you are still that majestic grand Sima?"

Feng banquet eyebrow is cold, this woman can really sing big drama, did not pass his consent to start privately.

But why should he cooperate with his rival?

He shook his sleeve and went out deaf.

A pull came from the waist and frowned at the banquet. She found that her red dress belt was hooked by a woman and was slightly wrapped with snow-white wrist, which was quite enchanting and beautiful.

"Let go." Two words popped out of his teeth.

The onlookers thought that the film emperor's acting skills were good, and the anger of hitting people at the next moment was very good.

Unexpectedly, the anger of sealing banquet has not yet turned into practical action, and Lin Lang takes the initiative.

"Bang --"

she kicked her foot hard and hit the knee of the banquet.

Even if he and Zhao Zhenwen have been playing online, Lin Lang still found that his left knee movement is slightly slow, should be injured.

It doesn't matter who injures him. It's Lin Lang's consistent style to take advantage of the enemy's illness to demand his life.

Therefore, Feng Yingdi's back was in a cold sweat with pain. She was thrown on the bed with no pity from Lin Lang, and there was a sound of air-conditioning around him. Oh, I'll go. I'll watch it. What can I do? Deputy director Xi's boyfriend is so powerful that he attacks so much that the girls almost can't control their sexuality.

"Go away!"

Feng Yan saw that the man was still sitting on his leg, the pressure place was just the knee, and the severe pain made him dizzy for two seconds.

"I can't understand what dashima said. This is my bedroom. Where do you want me to go?" She brushed her fingers over the man's collar, picked it out slowly, seized the evil hand and gasped slightly, "I say again, get out of here --"

the crisp and numb feeling ran into his ears like an electric current.

How dare this woman, this bastard, bite his most sensitive ear!

The skin of Feng Yan's whole body turned red with the naked eye. I don't know whether it was angry or humiliated.The key is that the man is still insane. After biting his ear, he bites his Adam's apple, and a hand slips into his collar, causing a sensitive shiver in his skin.

The Dragon bed in the palace is specially made. It is painted with golden mahogany and hung with bright yellow curtain. Her hair is loose, which obscures the modern costume of the play. Her eyebrows are light and her momentum is high. There is an illusion that a man's favorite is in love with the queen on the Dragon bed.

The banquet was in a trance for a moment, and the sight swept over the excited crowd through the agate pendant swaying in her Majesty's ear.

And across an expressionless face.

It's cold.

The seal banquet suddenly reacts --

damn, the number of paragraphs of this woman is too high, and he is in the trap!