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Chen Yuan squinted and looked at the sky.
Clear sky, cloudless.
The world is bright and bright, and some people get sick.
"It's still dark, why is Ms. Jin daydreaming? Chen knows a few psychologists with good reputation, do you need to arrange for Ms. Jin?"
Oh, what a nice word of love.
It must have been tested on many men, right? I just don't know, which boring and dull man will be Ms. Jin's No. 1 test subject
Lin Lang sighed, "Young Master Chen, talking to a girl like this, your handsome face will be beaten." She leaned on the man's chest and looked back. , She tried to open her mouth to speak, but the housekeeper's big wolfdog suddenly became unhappy and barked at people.
Lin Lang couldn't help laughing.
Jin Siyu was so frightened that she backed up a few steps, and was unwilling to leave empty-handed, so she hid in one place to watch.
Chen Yuan moved Lin Lang's head over.
The scorching sunlight on the eyelashes gradually disappeared, and Lin Lang was carried into the living room by Chen Yuan. She glanced around casually, all the furniture was black, gray and white, restrained to the extreme frigidity.
"Snapped-"
She fell into the soft dark gray sofa with her bag and her body bounced several times.
"It hurts."
Miss Jin Er said delicately.
Chen Yuan was too lazy to look at her, turned his back to the person and went to the kitchen to pour water, and threw a cold and heartless speech from a distance, "Take off your shoes, don't stain my floor."
But how could Miss Jin Er do what he wished
So when Chen Yuan came back after drinking the cold water, Miss Qianjin leaned against the cushion of the sofa, propped her cheek with one hand, and pointed to the high-heeled shoes on his feet with the other hand, as if waiting for a slave to serve her.
Chen Yuan: "..."
I really want to stuff this guy into the washing machine and roll it twice, pour a bucket of laundry detergent that is so smoky, and see if she dares to be arrogant.
"What do you want from me?" Chen Yuan leaned against the wall next to the wooden TV cabinet, crossed his arms, and cut straight to the point.
"Young Master Chen asked clearly." Lin Lang took out a tissue from the coffee table, covered her face, and choked up, "Since Young Master Chen became so powerful that day, my Jin family collapsed overnight, and I have been friends with me in the past. It's not enough. Fortunately, my grandfather took pity on me and took me to Shao's house to shelter from the wind and rain, but who knows how bitter and painful it is to live under the fence—"
The tissue was suddenly pulled up by a big palm, and Chen Yuan stared at the person condescendingly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, which was meaningful.
"Don't stop, keep crying. I'll think about raising my feet when Second Miss Jin cries precious mermaid-like tears."
Oops, the trick has been debunked again.
Can't the male protagonist who is so cold, ruthless and unreasonable cooperate with it
Lin Lang gracefully wiped away the non-existing tears at the end of her eyes, and said righteously, "Master Chen's request may be a bit difficult, I want to brew some emotions. By the way, I performed too hard and I'm a little hungry. Is there anything to eat?" She also needs some physical strength to perform.
The male protagonist continued to smile on the surface.
"Miss Jin Er, if you want to have a picnic, go straight out, I think the Wangcai people in my family will appreciate your cutting meat and feeding dogs."
"I did as I did, can you give me back 50% of the shares?" Lin Lang was very aggressive, showing a pitiful expression on her bright and flamboyant face, "Young Master Chen promises to give me 100%. Five, it should be possible to cash it together, right?"
Chen Yuan was unmoved, and sneered, "When did you become a lion when you became a fox? With such a big appetite, isn't Ms. Jin afraid of being choked to death?"
"Since you've figured it out—"
Lin Lang threw away her handbag, kicked off her high heels, and stood crookedly on the sofa.
Most of Chen Yuan's attention was seized by Lin Lang's clean toes. This bitch-like guy who wanted to be so delicate that every strand of his hair was so delicate, didn't he have any manicures
… with sinister intentions. he thought.
"Snapped."
Chen Yuan's waist sank.
She jumped up and hung on his body, her long legs were like two tails, entangled with him and would not let him go.
"What are you doing?" Chen Yuan lowered his eyes. Today, she wore a pair of fluffy snowball earrings, paired with light peach-colored eye makeup, adding a sense of innocence for no reason.
... The intentions are really sinister.
Chen Yuan moved his eyes away.
"Facing the sea, Chunnuan soaks you, brother." Lin Lang curled her lips, and replied to her opponent with the previous words. She is the best at climbing up the pole. As long as the hero gives her a fulcrum, she can move his whole world.
Obviously, the hero has an inexplicable attachment to her, but he hid it too deeply and didn't find it. A thin and inconspicuous fuse can blow up a duplicitous man to pieces, leaving no bones left.
Chen Yuan supported her and lifted her very high.
Obviously in a state of intimacy held high, his face was as stiff as a corpse, without any warmth.
"Brother is here, you go clubbing."
He scoffed coldly.
He will wait and see what kind of tricks Miss Jin Er can play.
Lin Lang held his face in her hands, and the hair on her forehead jumped into his collar mischievously. With affectionate eyes, she kissed the left cheek like a dragonfly.
Chen Yuan was expressionless.
Lin Lang thought for a while, then turned and kissed the right cheek, intentionally making a loud boo.
Chen Yuan's face became even more paralyzed.
Then Linlang slapped him with a sharp wrist.
The male lead's facial paralysis was cured, and his eyes narrowed dangerously under the lens, "Don't tell me, you were just beating mosquitoes. Ms. Jin, I can tell you responsibly that there are no mosquitos that big in my house—"
Before the "mosquito" fell, the man's throat suddenly suffocated.
She kissed him lightly on the lips.
What's terrible is that at such a moment, this guy didn't close his eyes, but raised the tails of his eyes with a provocative expression, as if to say, you are a minister under the skirt, and my mother sees you giving me a kiss, why don't you behave yourself
Is this a begging attitude? Is this correct? Is this appropriate
Chen Yuan closed his lips and tongue tightly, like an old monk in meditation, allowing the enemy to use the beauty trick of beauty and disaster, he remained motionless. Thinking silently in my heart, she is strong by her, the breeze blows the hills, she is horizontal by her, the bright moon shines on the river, she...she is crazy!
Lin Lang was thrown into the sofa again.
Chen Yuan caressed his blood-stained lips.
For the first time since he was released from prison, he was wounded by a woman and saw blood.
The goblin smiled at him.
"It is said that this is a popular blood kiss recently, how does Young Master Chen feel?"
"No way."
Chen Yuan pressed one knee on the edge of the sofa, brushed Lin Lang's curly hair with his fingers, and suddenly tightened his grip, "It seems that Ms. Jin's kissing business has degenerated, and I will teach you for free."
The man's shoulders were like thick mountains, which collapsed in an instant, and the air scrambled to escape, taking away the oxygen that survived, and also covering the light in the eyes of the survivors.
He kissed her madly.
Lacking the warmth of etiquette and the care of passionate love, it is a possessive, compulsive, cathartic, and retaliatory emotion.
Hatred has become a hotbed of crime, and he cut off the dawn with his own hands. On the isolated island, like a hungry beast, he bit the hands and feet of the intruder, wrapping his stomach with her horrified eyes and painful sobs.
He hated her, really hated her.
How could she come here, in front of him, and kiss him with a smile on her face as if nothing had happened
If time could be turned back, Chen Yuan swore that when he saw her for the first time, he would raise his ax without hesitation and die with her! She, like a goddess, is aloof and enjoys being courted and flattered by others. How could she know how he spent the past three years in prison
Inside the bars, he was in the dark, but outside the bars, she was drinking and drinking.
His throat was filled with glass, and his chest was filled with wire. Every inch of his blood was cold, cold, and frozen.
Not popular.
what is he
A corpse, a marionette, exists only for vengeance.
Under the double torment of body and soul, revenge is the only motivation to support Chen Yuan to live in prison. Even if a few ribs are broken by the prison bully, he can get up from the hospital bed panting.
He wants to avenge his father, he wants the old bastard to fall from heaven to hell, and pay off the debt with his life! He wanted to let Jin Linlang taste the pain he had suffered. Everyone betrayed their relatives, and they would die a terrible death!
He thought like this, thinking firmly for three years.
However, at this moment, the summer wind outside the window is warm, and the garden is full of vegetation. Her thin snow-white clothes are tied around her waist, her cherry red polka-dot long skirt, and plum-colored full lips. He has no way to escape, even if she pretends to be The indifferent expression, but the heartbeat can't be faked. In the hot summer, the black pajamas are full of the sweet breath of spring.
Chen Yuan hated her, and hated himself even more for his powerlessness.
He should have grabbed her by the throat and told her to roll aside, but the truth is, he was fucking asking for a kiss from his enemy!
How is this any different from a wagging puppy
How can he be so cheap? !
Chen Yuan loathed himself, so disgusted that he was extremely sick, his stomach was rolling with overwhelming nausea, his whole body convulsed slightly, and the blood tasted in his mouth aggravated his burning pain. Limbs were as heavy as drowning, and despair gnawed at his nerves.
The remaining rationality told him, that's enough, stop here, Chen Yuan, you are a fucking human being, not a bitch, you can't be dirty anymore.
Chen Yuan clenched his teeth.
"What's wrong? Are you shivering?"
She stroked his forehead with her fingers and muttered to herself, "Isn't it a fever?"
The young man lowered his head to lock her vision, his gold-rimmed glasses shone with a clear light, as if his scarlet eyes were also covered with a layer of cold, metallic silver light.
"Boom—"
It was almost difficult for Lin Lang to see his movements clearly, only the crisp cracking sound could be heard. The lenses of the gold-rimmed glasses were crushed by him, and the crevices between his fingers were bright red.
"Jin Linlang, you really make me sick."
And he is even more disgusting, isn't he
The backside of a sentence is the flood of emotions and the collapse of defense. Chen Yuan, who is in hell, is covered in mud and is only one step away from going ashore.
And he turned around.
The never-ending fall began.
The dream of spring is colorful and rotten, everything is beautiful but spoiled, including him.
Chen Yuan was awake all the time, brutally awake. He heard the ticking of the clock, the frantic vibration of the mobile phone downstairs and the ringtone repeated nineteen times, and the hungry roar of the courtyard wolfhounds.
Hear her breathing.
Close at hand, on the heart.
Chen Yuan laughed at himself.
You live like a fucking dog.