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On Sunday morning, Westminster Abbey welcomed enthusiastic believers.
The Thames River was shrouded in a hazy twilight, and the busy merchant ships came in and out in an orderly manner, like the silver teeth of a comb across the channel, leaving behind golden ripples. On the shore, the meadows are dense, the woods are verdant, and the owner's family is raising horses and cattle.
A wandering artist with cheeks all over his face was painting on the bridge. He was originally concentrating on painting the portrait of the beautiful female employer, and accidentally caught a glimpse of pedestrians on the bridge from the corner of his eye.
The other party was holding a black umbrella. Unlike the fluffy and charming curly hair popular on the street, her black hair was of a neat length. She wore a lead gray slim and tailored coat, a pair of lace snow-white gloves, and straight long leg sleeves. Into the sheepskin riding boots, the femininity is more heroic.
Lin Lang pushed Princess Andrea's ball invitation and arrived at the gate of the National Theater on time.
The staff didn't dare to neglect in the slightest, and politely invited her to the rehearsal venue.
The auditorium in the theater had a fan-shaped arc, and the surroundings were pitch black. Only a bright light was shining on the stage, and the actors in costumes entered the play individually.
Lin Lang sat in the best position under the arrangement of the staff. Next to her was the state of clearing the field. In the front, several girls dressed as nobles turned their heads to look at her from time to time. One of them glanced at her several times and was confused for a long time. , suddenly excited.
"My God! It's Miss Lilith—"
As he said that, he wanted to rush over, but he almost didn't trip over the heavy skirt.
The staff quickly supported her and whispered to remind the stage that the rehearsal was in progress.
The girl had no choice but to sigh regretfully, and sat down again. Lin Lang watched with a smile, and put a finger on her lips, signaling her to concentrate on watching the performance.
The other party returned her a shy red apple smile, nodded shyly, and then sat in an extremely cute manner.
Nofiler, who had changed into costumes, was preparing for the next rehearsal, and then heard the staff remind him that his distinguished guests had arrived at their destination.
Nofiler didn't hesitate at all, and immediately went out to find someone.
In the pitch-black auditorium, a woman took off her deerstalker hat and waved it a few times. The blood race has always had good eyesight, and he could clearly see that the corners of her bright red lips curved beautifully, like the red color in the dark night. Poppies, swaying with a suffocating aroma.
The well-known twin stars suddenly appeared beside the seats of the audience, causing a commotion by surprise. Fortunately, the actors performing on stage were not disturbed, and the script was proceeding in an orderly manner.
The girls were fanatical and fascinated by Nofiler, the admiration in their eyes was exactly the same, and the bold ones even stared at him passionately.
He turned a blind eye, passed the noble girl who showed his love, and walked to Lin Lang's side.
Lin Lang handed her the hat.
The caring younger brother naturally took it and put it on his lap, but when he looked down, he found that a deep purple thistle was ingeniously placed inside the hat.
"Sister, this is..."
"For you." Lin Lang put one hand lazily on her knees, tilted her head to look at him, and the agate earrings kissed the master's neck, glowing softly in the dark, "I don't know why, just now when I was passing by, When I was growing a beautiful thistle, I suddenly thought of you, so I picked one. Do you like it?"
Nuo Feile replied softly, "As long as it belongs to my sister, Nuo Feile likes everything."
Lin Lang chuckled, "You, the requirements are really low. I can do anything as long as it belongs to my sister. What's the matter, you have no confidence in your sister, so you dare not raise higher demands?"
The teenager's emerald-green eyes stared at her like a deep whirlpool, "It's not that I don't have confidence in my sister, but that it's Nofele's request, and my sister may find it difficult to accept. Since it will make my sister difficult, it's better not to be greedy in the first place. "
Lin Lang looked at him in surprise, then bent her fingers and pampered the boy's nose.
"Because you are my sister's dearest brother—"
"So, it's okay to be greedy."
Nofiler didn't expect to get such an unimaginable answer. He was as happy as a child who got his favorite toy, and kept asking, "Really? Nofiler is greedy like an insatiable devil, sister Would you like this Nofiler?"
Lin Lang carried out the creed of indulgence, with a smile in her eyes, "Even if it's a devil, it's my sister's cutest little devil with two curved horns on its head."
The young man's chest was eagerly and proudly pumping, and he looked at his elder sister brightly, not like a bloody and cruel vampire, but a perfect interpretation of his heart-thumping first love boyfriend. Lin Lang thought of the chubby little black cat at home, and couldn't hold back the majestic elder sister's image for a moment, and rubbed his head with her hand.
His hair was soft and cool to the touch.
After realizing it later, I felt apologetic, "I'm sorry, I forgot that you have to rehearse, do you want to re-do your hair?"
Nuo Feile shook his head stupidly, "It's okay, it's just a rehearsal anyway." Then he raised Lin Lang's put down hand, and covered his head with the expectant little eyes that people couldn't refuse.
After stroking the hair a few more times, the little guy was so sweet that it completely melted into her arms.
The female audience in the front row had already begun to speculate about the relationship between the two, and they had no less than dozens of bloody plots of adopting and being adopted.
Lin Lang didn't care about this. The worst outcome would be that that old-fashioned Louis found out that she was hooking up with a handsome little boy again, and then taught her a whole afternoon of heartbroken.
And Nuo Feile didn't care even more, the actor was just a casual interest, and quitting had no effect on him. In comparison, it is more important to please my sister.
Lin Lang was still listening carefully at first, but then her attention gradually shifted to the stage, where Zmixi, who was disguised as Viola, was playing with a countess in luxurious attire.
He is a suitor, trying to get a response from the Countess on behalf of his master.
And the lady's attitude is very firm: "Your master knows what I mean, I can't love him; although I think he is very high in character, I know that he is very noble, very famous, young and pure, has a good reputation, generous, learned , brave, and handsome; but I can't love him, he's got my answer long ago."
"If I loved you as passionately as my master, and suffered like this, and procrastinated my life in such a vain way, I should not understand what your refusal means."
The young servant's eyes were like a piece of green jade, clear and clean. Under his gaze, the person who played the role of Miss blushed slightly, and managed to calm down in front of this exquisitely sculpted face, "Ah, what are you going to do?"
The flustered countess didn't notice that the boy who was playing with her turned her head slightly, and her peripheral vision was fixed somewhere in the auditorium.
The young man's soft and flowery lips were dripping with the sound of Cupid's piano, playing to his sweetheart—
I will build a house of willow branches in front of your door, and visit my soul from time to time in the house; I will sing the poems of cold and faithful love, and sing them aloud no matter how late the night is, I will call your name to the echoing cliffs, so that all the chattering winds will cry "Olivia."
"Ah! You shall have no peace between heaven and earth, unless you have mercy on me!"
The boy's mellow voice, elegant figure and romantic lines are like a feast of love carefully prepared by Venus, making people get lost in the fragrant rose garden.
The audience is full of obsessed and chasing gazes from the female guests.
Seeing that Lin Lang was watching intently, Nuo Feile slowly lowered his eyes, and the purple thistles were twirling on his fingertips.
"Sebastian, it's your turn for the next game."
The staff trotted over to inform Nofiler.
Lin Lang asked if she could go to the backstage for a visit, and the reason was very good, "I want to see what the working environment is like for the little one."
Nofiler then asked the staff.
In the background, there were two groups of people who were about to go on stage and those who were taking off their makeup after the performance. Amidst the anxious shouting and urging, the scene seemed extremely hectic.
The staff got the order, afraid that the distinguished guests would bump into her, and led her to the dressing room shared by the twins. This is their unique space. Compared with other people, this place is spacious and bright.
Before introducing it to Lin Lang, the staff was called out again. Under his apologetic eyes, Lin Lang showed his trademark gentle smile, "It's okay, you do your work first, I can do it by myself."
The staff member was a young guy. Even though he had seen countless peerless beauties in the theater, he still couldn't escape the electric discharge of Lin Lang, an old goblin.
Lin Lang couldn't help laughing, scaring the young man away.
"elder sister."
A boy's voice came from outside the door.
Lin Lang looked up, and saw that the other party's whole body was lazily hanging by the door frame, and a beautiful and slender shadow was cut out under the light. There was no trace of sweat on his forehead, which looked refreshing and clean.
"Brother asked you to come?" He squinted.
Lin Lang hummed, "Actually, it's nothing. I just wanted to see how you guys are working. My sister has never acted before, and she doesn't understand the rules of this industry." Senior performers opened their eyes and said nonsense, "Although I don't understand much, but Xixi, you performed very well on stage just now, very contagious, if my sister were Olivia, she would not be able to escape your charming charm."
"oh?"
The young man rolled his eyes, flashed a sly smile, pretended to be distressed, and struggled for a long time under Lin Lang's questioning before saying, "To tell you the truth, my sister, after I came on stage, I always felt that I was not good enough to act. Not in the state. Sister, you know, I don’t have much experience in love, so sometimes I can’t act that kind of touching and affectionate. And in this drama, I’m still one of the heroines, with delicate emotions for women It’s even more insufficient to figure it out.”
Lin Lang responded with a worried expression and was very cooperative with his performance, "Then what should I do? Why don't you go to the countess for another play?"
Zmixi shook his head, "She can't. She looks too non-aggressive."
Lin Lang: "..."
Emotional brother, do you like aggressive beasts
The little devil fixed his eyes firmly on her, and raised the corner of his mouth, "I think my sister is beautiful and charming, and she is also the dream lover of many men. The right candidate depends on whether my sister is willing to practice with Xixi?"
Now that it's all said and done, can she still refuse
So Lin Lang nodded, "Yes. What about the script?"
Zmich specified a scene where Olivia was already deeply fascinated by Viola, who was disguised as a man. She repeatedly expressed her love, but the other party kept avoiding her.
She said angrily, "I have spent too much time on a pebble, and recklessly bet my reputation. I have some complaints about my fault in my heart; but it is an extremely stubborn fault, and complaints can only provoke it for a while." ridicule."
"My master's sorrow is exactly the same as your infatuation," Zmich said.
"Here, put this thing on you for my sake, it has my little image on it. Don't refuse it, it won't bore you with talk. Please come back to-morrow. Whether you want me Whatever you want, as long as it doesn't hinder my reputation, I can give it to you."
"All I ask of you is to give my master your true love."
He stated politely, performing a coldness that was different from that on stage.
"Then I've already given it to you, how can I give it to him based on my reputation?" Lin Lang's expression changed accordingly, her black eyes sparkled, the beautiful Countess was worrying about love, Her slender figure looks so distressing.
As if hurt by her sweetheart's cruel words, the countess took a step back, and her palm inadvertently hit the sharp corner of the table, causing her to cry out in pain.
Zmixi frowned, raised his legs and stepped forward, grabbing her wrist, there was indeed a red mark on it. Compared with his pale and bloodless skin, Zmixi had to admit that this woman was blessed with a clean and flawless skin like the first snow, and any blemish seemed to be profane.
He softened his face, and his tone was gentle without knowing it, "Does it still hurt?"
After not hearing a response for a long time, Zmixi raised his eyes in doubt, the young lady's cheeks were flushed, and she looked delicious.
This wave of foul operations even confused the cunning younger brother.
Her eyes are soft and soft, her lips are more delicious than fresh cherries, completely different from her usual slender and lazy look, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Zmixi would have suspected that she had been taken over by the devil.
How could a pure angel and an evil witch exist together
"You don't like me at all, Viola," said the Countess timidly, "do you?"
It turned out to be acting.
Zmixi sneered, he was still pinching her wrist with one hand, he tightened his grip instantly when he saw this, and looked directly at her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled due to pain, "Why do you see that?"
The light is a softer tone, but her lip color is dazzling, "Because, because you care about me." She seemed to be unable to bear the aggressive gaze, and she tilted her head in a little discomfort, "Look, I'm You get nervous when you get hurt, and if you don't care, you won't even look at me."
"That's just out of a man's self-cultivation."
He said so, but his body leaned forward sharply, revealing a dangerous message. Lin Lang had no choice but to back up again until it was impossible to retreat. She was forced to sit on the wooden table with bottles and jars of cosmetics behind her waist, and her back was against the gorgeous antique carved wall mirror.
"Viola, is this what you call a man's self-cultivation?" She looked overly frightened, with her hands helplessly propped on the table, trying to grab something to resist him.
Like a young deer driven off a cliff by wild wolves.
"There are also many kinds of men's self-cultivation. There are sincere ones and superficial ones. And I belong to the latter. Miss Olivia, since you favor me, why do you avoid me when I take the initiative? ?” He picked up a strand of black hair from the woman with his fingertips, and sniffed lightly between his nose.
"It's not like that." She retorted in a low voice, "The first time we met, you moved me with your elegant demeanor, wonderful words, and interesting soul."
"If you really think so, then you are too hypocritical. You are obsessed with the demeanor of a gentleman, but you can ignore the instinctive desires of men. Do you think desire is ugly? If love cannot be claimed and invaded, then Better to serve God!"
"I don't think so..."
She seemed disturbed, nervously trying to explain.
But the player who had the upper hand didn't give her this chance, cut her hands behind her back, bit the countess's soft lips, and swallowed all the struggles and whimpers of the rebels.
"Boom—"
The swan-shaped perfume bottle was overturned on the ground, and a strong smell filled the surroundings.
The last time he was on the top floor, he just brushed the corner of his lips lightly, but this time he broke into the door like a pirate, carrying out aggressive activities in a blatant manner.
From young bites to mature kisses, men are born with an innate talent for plundering.
Originally thought that eating last night was already the limit of his satisfaction for hundreds of years, but his bottom line was broken again at this moment.
Appetizers are no match for a truly lavish dinner.
Even if he didn't smell a trace of blood, Zmixi clearly realized that his cold desire had awakened and was burning at a terrifying speed.
No longer satisfied with kisses, he craves more.
As if self-taught, the young man's slender fingers slipped from her back and coiled around her waist, and slowly pulled out the hem of the shirt embedded in the trousers, boldly testing the edge of the restricted area.
The corner of his lips was suddenly bitten hard.
He paused, looking at her with wet, bewildered eyes.
"Viola, I misjudged you, you are frivolous, you are definitely not a good person! I want to take back my sincerity—"
Zmixi wanted to laugh when she heard her seriously tampering with her lines.
The woman's cheeks were stained with wine red, and there was a fine pool of spring water at the end of her eyes.
"It's too late."
With his other hand resting on the bright mirror, half of the silhouette is surrounded by shadows, and his emerald eyes are like ghosts in the night, "Pandora's box has been opened long ago, and you let go of the devil with your own hands. The gates of hell are open, are you ready?" When will you be the devil's bride? Well... sister."
Lin Lang tilted her head to avoid his kiss, announcing the end of the drama.
"Okay, that's the end of the show."
With a wink, she motioned him to get up from her body, and she performed a typical example of turning his face and being ruthless in a second.
The young man remained motionless, staring straight at the person.
Her red lips were all eaten into her stomach. I don't know if it was because of repeated kisses, but her lips looked even more bright red, especially when they opened and closed.
"Will my brother kiss you like this?"
He suddenly asked a sensitive question.
Lin Lang thought, this is a proposition.
Yes, life is in danger.
If you don't answer well, you will live and die.
But she was not afraid of death, nodded, and explained the details in the boy's gloomy face, "Your brother, his skills are much better than yours. He is very gentle and won't hurt people."
"Where is it like you, you'll just chew on it when you come up." She disliked her younger brother again.
"anything else?"
The younger brother's smile was extraordinarily bright, so bright that there was not a trace of haze.
"Also..."
She suddenly smiled, and the lead gray suit jacket fell down to her arms, and a few buttons that were buttoned tightly and neatly were undone. It was messy, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were full of glamorous color. She was leaning against the cold mirror with her head up, faintly struggling fingerprints remained on her face, which contrasted with the bright hickey marks on her neck, giving her an unusually decadent beauty.
"Compared to Angel, who is gentle and has no opinions, my sister still prefers little devils who can bite and play tricks."
She responded with more passionate kisses.
Lin Lang pushed it several times, but she didn't push it away. The poor mirror was creaked, and her waist was also broken.
"Squeak—"
The door was pushed open.
"What's wrong? Nofiler?"
Lin Lang sat on a chair beside her with a relaxed expression, while her younger brother came out in a new costume.
"It's time for Zmixi to play, the opponent." The elder brother glanced at Lin Lang and said slowly.
"Then let's go." The younger brother casually adjusted his cuffs.
When the footsteps of the two brothers gradually faded away, Lin Lang slowly reached into his shirt and pulled back the shoulder strap that had slipped off.
In the gorgeous and bright corridor, two figures of the same length were reflected on the wall, indistinct and ghostly under the candlelight.
"Brother, do you remember Alina?"
The elder brother restrained the smile on his lips, showing some dangerous edges and corners.
"Well, a very cheerful civilian girl, it seems that we all liked her very much before." He said casually.
Nofiler said lightly, "Then do you still remember why we gave up on her? Because we made a vow together that we would never like the same girl in the future, so as not to destroy our brother's relationship."
"That's right, that's right."
"Then why does my brother think that some guy doesn't follow the rules?"
"because-"
The younger brother showed his cute fangs.
"Only you will believe these stupid nonsense... Brother, you are so easy to deceive."