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The banquet was not over until late at night.
Lin Lang exclaimed, and under the joking gazes of the crowd, the drunken young man raised his shoulders. The coral and emerald bead strings on her cheeks seemed to be swinging on a small swing, swaying with his steps, looking beautiful and affectionate.
All the way crooked, finally back to the red tent.
"Snapped-"
Lin Lang fell into the bed covered with beautiful soft blankets, the chair legs at the back made rapid noises, before she regained consciousness, a tall and warm body fell down, the lapel was filled with the sweet smell of milk wine, he He cupped her face with both hands, and slapped her forehead heavily, very loudly.
"Mine, this is mine.
"This is mine too."
"It's all—mine."
The silly boy leaned into Lin Lang's ear and announced foolishly.
In fact, Shizi didn't drink too much. In a slightly drunk state, the slender eye makeup was dyed with light pink, like a woman's rouge, which was very attractive.
Yan Zhaolie stretched out his hand and brushed away the jade beads on Linlang's face, and kissed her deeply with his chin in his hand. Recently, his kissing skills have improved by leaps and bounds. It is no longer a random biting, but licking the moist lips, biting deeply and shallowly, neither too gentle nor intentionally breaking her lips.
Half of his legs were propped on the bed, and the fairly spacious bed became narrow and crowded, while the other long leg was squeezed into Lin Lang's knee, entangled like glue.
The top cover is wrapped in golden satin, decorated with dark green tassels, and the moonlight through the skylight reflects the blurred and magnificent light. The wide and gorgeous sleeves swayed like water waves, and slowly slipped from his wrists. Yan Zhaolie only felt dense itches on his scalp, and his sweetheart's fingers were gently combing his black hair.
This gesture is extremely caressing, no matter how fierce the general is, he can only throw away his helmet and armor, and become the most despised deserter.
He stopped the intention of attacking and aggressing, and lay his head on the side of her neck, rubbing it slightly, and the two thin, beautifully shaped lips contained the earlobes, grinding gently and meticulously.
"Do you like it here?" she asked.
Yan Zhaolie bit her earlobe beads and said vaguely, "I like it."
"What do you like here?"
He replied without hesitation, "I like the vast grassland scenery here, it can be singing freely and joyously, I like the clean sky like glass, and I like the galaxy and the capital in Kyoto at night when I lie on the haystack. It is different. And the people here are warm and simple, cheerful and hospitable. Their pastoral songs, milk wine, roasted whole sheep, and Matouqin are full of the breath of life. They may be simple and rough sometimes, but this is not deliberately flattering. Delicacy, perhaps the most rare in the world."
At the end, he was still a little excited and raised his final voice.
Lin Lang touched his face, as if looking at her own silly son.
Yan Zhaolie couldn't stand her doting gaze the most, coughed lightly, looked away, and said in a low voice, "Your existence, no matter when, is the most important reason why I like a certain place."
Lin Lang gave a soft "hmm" and took off his buckskin hat.
"Do you really like me that much?"
She raised a finger to the center of the hat, wobbled and spun around, asking in a somewhat erratic tone.
The young man didn't notice anything unusual, but stroked the hair next to her ear that was soaked by his breath. This time, he looked at Lin Lang with the eyes of a fool, "Aren't you talking nonsense? If I don't like you, why should I travel all the way to find you? If I don't like you, why would I willingly hide my name just to be with you?" Together? I don’t like you, am I full and supporting myself?”
Lin Lang looked up at him, spread her fingers, slid into his fingers, and tied her tightly.
The opponent gripped back tighter.
Then she put her hand on her stomach.
"In this case, you should be able to accept this sudden little guy, right?"
Yan Zhaolie was stunned.
As if realizing something, he widened his eyes in disbelief.
"You, what did you say?"
This sentence caused thunder on the ground, and he was so shocked that he almost fell off the bed.
Lin Lang twisted her face, as if she was a little embarrassed to say, "This one belongs to your father."
The atmosphere fell into a long silence.
Yan Zhaolie was stunned, until the woman under him carefully pulled his sleeves. She was looking at him uneasily with those wet eyes like a newborn animal.
"Then you... want to give birth to it?" The young man hoarse.
Lin Lang quickly took a look at his face, and said after deliberation, "I think, no matter whether it was prepared or unexpected, it is always related to me." She lowered her face embarrassingly, "Besides, I have suffered so much. injury, it can still survive so tenaciously until now, so... "
The deserted moonlight spilled from the skylight, printed on the rich and luxurious gold carpet, and wandered strands of silver. A phoenix with gorgeous tail feathers perched on the golden carpet, its eyes half-opened and half-covered, and against the backdrop of the moonlight, it looked even more aloof.
Yan Zhaolie didn't speak for a while.
Lin Lang was in a hurry, grabbed his wrist in a hurry, and begged, "I know my request is too much, but, after all, it is my blood. Look at how obedient it is, and it hasn't troubled me much. In the end He also accompanied me through difficult times. Now that I am finally safe and living a good life, how can I, how can I abandon it cruelly?"
"Lie'er, I beg you, just let me be self-willed for once, okay? As long as we don't say anything, you will be its biological father. When the time comes, we will raise it together, and you can play horse riding with it and teach it how to behave." Soldiers fight wars. I promise, I will teach it to be obedient and listen to you carefully, okay?"
She took the initiative to stretch her arms, put her arms around the young man's thin waist, raised her chin, and begged him full of hope.
The contours of the opponent's face flickered in the candlelight at night. At first glance, he looked like a ghost haunting the mountain mist. His appearance was so beautiful that it was almost illusory. His eyes flashed incomprehensible complex emotions.
After hesitating for a long time, Yan Zhaolie finally made up his mind and said, "We can't have this child."
At that moment, the rosy blood on the woman's face faded instantly.
She was in a daze, tears rolled down from her eyes, dripping on the back of his hand, it was hot and desolate.
Yan Zhaolie moved his lips, but couldn't speak. Lin Lang covered his face and sobbed, and said in a hoarse voice, "Can you go out for a while? I want to be alone."
"I'll accompany you—"
"Would you like to go out?"
she begged with a trill.
Yan Zhaolie was forced to have no choice but to follow her wish and open the curtain to go out. There is a round of bright pearl and jade plate hanging high outside, which is so round that there is no defect.
He stood quietly outside the tent, letting the frosty moon night hang on his hair.
When it was almost dawn, the old leader came to him in a hurry, saying that Tana hadn't returned to the tent last night, and someone saw her go up the mountain, and she hasn't returned yet.
There are ferocious beasts infested on the mountain, and the leader is summoning the brave son Lang to go up the mountain to look for them.
Yan Zhaolie glanced at the tent behind him and hesitated for a moment.
The anxious leader couldn't control that much anymore, he tugged at his sleeves and left with a worried face.
Ever since he came to the Naiman tribe, the old leader had taken care of him and Lin Lang a lot, Yan Zhaolie couldn't refuse, so he acquiesced to follow him on the horse to search for people.
After a long time of effort, the team found the lost girl in a cave hidden by dead branches. The girl was hugging her knees, her eyes were red, obviously she had just cried a lot.
Those dull eyes saw Yan Zhaolie, who stood out from the crowd in the team, and seemed to have figured it out instantly, choked up, and threw himself into his arms. Yan Zhaolie was surrounded by people on both sides, and he couldn't hide at all. He could only freeze his limbs.
Others are all envious eyes.
Before Lin Lang came, Tana was the jewel enshrined in the hands of the tribe. As the dream lover of the warriors, many people fought for her heart.
Tana sobbed, "I've thought about it all night, but I still don't want to give up on you. I know you like your wife, I don't mind, I will treat her like a sister. She is so kind, she will never bear to see me so sad go down..."
Yan Zhaolie frowned, feeling more chilly, "I'm sorry, even if she is kind, I will never agree to you."
"Why, how can I not compare to her—"
The girl broke down and screamed.
At this time, an elderly hunter hurried over on a horse, panting heavily, and reported, "It's not good, it's not good, young man, go back and have a look, your wife is gone! Just now Qimuge went to her to discuss Haas's marriage, but found that she was not in the tent! I searched everywhere, but there was no one there!"
The young man's calm and calm expression broke down in an instant, and he immediately wanted to get on the horse, but the hem of his clothes was pulled, and Tana looked at him stubbornly.
"open."
His eyes were deep and dim, and something terrible was about to wake up from them, it was the bloody hostility that overwhelmed thousands of troops. Usually, the elder son hides this dark side deeply, and the girls in the tribe cherish him, and they only think of him as a handsome man with a cold face and a warm heart, and they are not very afraid of him.
Now this ferocious beast rushed out of the cage without any disguise, and immediately frightened the naive Tana.
She withdrew her hand in fear.
"drive-"
A black steed shot away like an arrow leaving the string.
Yan Zhaolie returned to the tent where he had lived for a long time, the furnishings inside were the same as before, even the kraft wine bag containing the kumiss was still placed on the box.
Neat and orderly, as if the hostess just went out for a while and would come back after dark.
When dusk filled the treetops, an uninvited guest broke into the silent mountain.
The other party was an aristocratic young man in fresh clothes. He was a little clumsy and walked forward while pulling the hem of his clothes. There was a thin layer of sweat on his fair cheeks, and two blushes were dyed.
The sound of crying came from not far away.
He followed the sound carefully, and seemed to see a faint shadow of Wanxiu curled up under the tree.
The other party buried his head in his knees, and all he could see was his black hair spread out like a brocade, scattered all over his body, and shone with golden light.
He asked softly, "What's the matter with you?"
The man was sobbing, and slowly raised his face, red lips and bright teeth, as clear as a lotus in the distant mountains. Maybe it was because she was crying, tears kept falling from her cheeks, and the tip of her nose was flushed red, which was extraordinarily pitiful.
This is an illusion, right
He thought to himself, it must be a beautiful ghost in the mountains, like a dream, like a dream, like smoke and mist.
"He, he doesn't want me—"
Yangui was sobbing, her eyes stained with tears became more and more charming.
He accidentally said: "Then I want you!"