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Warm breath sprayed on the neck.
Someone tore off her clothes, and like a wild beast, she lay on her body and licked her white and tender shoulders.
The fangs bit hard.
Lin Lang woke up from the sharp pain.
The man's eyes were long and deep, and under the dim light, there was a smell of bloodthirsty, as if he was about to tear her apart in the next moment.
"You're back."
The woman's voice was full of sleepiness that had not yet woken up, and she propped herself up, her clothes slipped to her waist, her chest was bright red, and the scenery was beautiful.
Wei Young's eyes dimmed.
Lin Lang lifted the collar to his shoulders, yawned again, and stretched out his hand to untie the man's clothes, "It's late at night, my husband should settle down earlier."
He hooked his lips, opened his hands, and asked Lin Lang to undress him.
When Lin Lang lifted the quilt and just lay down on it, her hot chest pressed against her back, and she didn't hesitate to confine her in her arms.
The hot sharp weapon pressed against her waist arrogantly.
Wei Young buried her face on Lin Lang's shoulder, and smiled softly.
There is something sinister in the dark night.
Good thing he won.
"Husband is happy?"
He stroked her tender skin and greedily kissed every inch of her territory, "Happy, very happy, the person in the way is finally gone."
The person in his arms still belongs to him.
Belongs to him alone.
Thinking about it, Wei Young couldn't help being emotional again, her eyes were stained with an ambiguous color.
"Husband, I'm sleepy." Lin Lang grabbed his fidgeting hand and put it on her waist.
"Okay, I'll let you off this time."
He stuck out his blood red tongue and licked her round earlobe.
The future is long, don't worry.
In the middle of the night, the children in the cubicle cried, waking up both the host and hostess.
The nanny couldn't coax her well, so she was running around in a hurry.
Lin Lang put on some clothes and shoes and got out of bed, the man didn't sleep anymore, so he simply followed her.
He saw the baby in the swaddle, so young and weak, crying like a kitten, sick, and it seemed that he would not live long.
Although it was his and Lin Lang's child, Wei Yang didn't feel the slightest fluctuation in his heart. He even felt that this kid who Lin Lang had been coaxing for half the night was really an eyesore.
"Fu'er is good, mother is here, stop crying, okay?"
Her slender fingers brushed the crow's hair, and gently kissed the child's face.
The man watched from the side, his eyes sank slightly.
The killing intent gradually grew.
How could his people allow others to get involved.
Her lips, her touch, everything about her should belong to him.
Anyone who gets in their way deserves to die.
The next day, there was a knock on the back door of Fang's house.
A purple cardboard box was handed in.
Zhu Jinse pushed back the maid, and when she opened it, her pale face instantly flushed with rosiness.
She knew that her brother loved her and was reluctant to let her die.
In the middle of the night, the man came back.
Linlang stepped forward, Xianhui untied his cloak, hung it up, turned around and said with a smile, "Your husband has worked hard today. You must be exhausted after running so far with Fu'er to see the doctor, right? I already called the kitchen I made some millet porridge, Husband, taste it quickly to warm your stomach. By the way, bring the young master here, I want to see him."
The servant girl said confusedly, "Madam, the young master is not behind."
Lin Lang froze for a moment.
"Husband..."
"He's dead." Wei Young said flatly.
The woman's face suddenly turned pale.
"I-I don't understand what you're saying."
She quickly grabbed his sleeve, and because of too much force, her nails left a light red scar on the back of his hand, "Husband, are you lying to me, right? Fuer, how could he die? I hugged him in the morning…”
"On the way to see the doctor, I coughed so much that I couldn't save myself."
Wei Yang lied without blinking.
Her eye sockets gradually turned red, and tears rolled down her face.
He was slightly taken aback.
For the first time, he saw her cry.
"Fuer, my poor Fuer..."
She fell limply and passed out.
Wei Yang quickly caught her body with sharp eyes and hands.
"Call the doctor!"
There was anxiety in his tone that couldn't be concealed.
Lin Lang fell into a coma for three whole days.
When the person woke up again, he lost the vividness of the past, with a dull face, sitting in front of the bronze mirror in a daze, like a walking dead.
Is the loss of a child such a blow to a woman
Wei Young was a little puzzled, but her heart hurt badly.
She hadn't had a good meal for several days, and she finally fell asleep, often awakened by nightmares, and then hugged him and cried all night.
She said, Husband, what should I do? Did Fu'er suffer there alone
She said, Husband, it's all my fault, leaving him alone, lonely.
Because she missed the child who died young, her body quickly collapsed, and she was smashed to pieces.
After coaxing people to sleep, Wei Young invited the doctor to see her, but all the answers she got were shaking her head without exception.
Said that Madam would not live for a few years.
"A bunch of quack doctors!" He sneered, "Get out!"
The doctors quickly ran away with the medicine box, fearing that the head would fall to the ground in the next moment.
Wei Young turned around, sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroked the brows of the other party who were still frowning in sleep, and murmured, "I won't let you die."
In this life, you can never escape me by death.
After finishing some matters to be dealt with, Wei Young carried the man into the carriage, planning to go for a walk outside.
Since Fu'er's death, Lin Lang stayed in the room all day, refusing to take half a step.
It was full of children's clothes, shoes and hats, as well as some novel and cute gadgets, all of which were there to amuse children. She often saw these things, and it was inevitable that she would be emotionally affected by the situation, which was not conducive to the recovery of the disease.
Lin Lang woke up in the rickety carriage. She opened the curtain and panicked, "Husband, where are we going?"
The man driving the car turned around and smiled at her, "I want to take you to elope, roam the world, make your home all over the world, just the two of us together, okay?"
"But, but..." She bit her lip, and finally did not say any words of rejection.
However, Lin Lang always had a weary look, unable to arouse any interest.
She was like a marionette, led by him.
Wei Young has personally done everything, dressing her, feeding her, putting her to sleep, he has done everything he can to the extreme.
Sometimes he would play tricks and act pitifully to win her sympathy.
As long as people are soft-hearted, things will be much easier to handle.
In the beginning, he was purely possessive of Lin Lang and didn't want her to die, all because of his perverted desire to control. But later, he got used to putting her first, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to reach out and touch his side to make sure she was still there.
As long as a person pays attention, he will inevitably fall.
He doesn't know it yet.
Until one night, the town where they stayed held a Lantern Festival.
The lights are as bright as day, and men and women walk together.
It is a rare event.
"Husband, I want that lotus lantern." The person beside him suddenly said.
Wei Young looked at her with some surprise, she had been silent these days and couldn't say a few words a day, it was the first time she asked him like this.
"You wait for me here, my husband will come here for you."
The flow of people in front is relatively crowded, and there are a few strong men with thick arms, staring fiercely at the young girl next to them, Wei Young feels uncomfortable looking at it.
"good."
Lin Lang nodded.
Just as he was about to walk over, his sleeves were pulled from behind. He turned his head, looked at her downcast delicate eyebrows, and said softly, "What's wrong?"
"Weiyang, thank you."
"If there is a next life, I still want to be with you."
She smiled at him.
The man recalled in a trance the first time they met, her sweet smile amazed the night and lights.
crashed into his heart.
"Fool, you and I are husband and wife, why are you being so polite?"
He kissed her forehead lightly.
Taking care of you is something I have been willing to do all my life.
After comforting him, he hurried to buy a lantern. The lantern he picked was a pair of mandarin ducks welcoming the spring. It was very interesting, and he was teased by the stall owner.
"Ma'am, look, this mandarin duck..."
He looked up, but the person was gone.
The man's face suddenly became ugly.
He searched all the places nearby where people could hide, but found nothing.
where did she go
Where will she go
Wei Young suddenly remembered the words she said before she disappeared, cursed fiercely, and immediately ran towards the lake.
The night was waning, and the water by the lake was heavy, like thick ink that could not be melted, braving a gloomy chill. He vaguely saw a figure, and the water ripples had covered his chest.
A kind of fear welled up in my heart.
He jumped down almost without thinking, trying to pull him back.
"Gulu—"
Cold water poured in from all directions and poured into the nose and ears, making it impossible to breathe at all.
He is actually afraid of water.
That cruel woman once pushed his entire head into the water tank, and he was almost drowned, and he was unconscious for several days.
His mother was driven crazy by the pressure from the outside world, so she also forced him to become an out-and-out pervert, with two souls living in his body, one clean and the other dirty.
He killed another person, leaving only a vicious heart.
Cold-blooded, ruthless, is his consistent way of doing things.
But unexpectedly, one day, for a woman, he jumped into the lake without fear of death, and even wanted to get on his own.
Wei Young's consciousness began to become chaotic, and she vaguely heard someone calling from the shore.
One second before he passed out, the man was crying at the top of his lungs.
"Please, save my wife first!"
For the first time in my life, I was subdued, and it was also because of her.
Please, please save her.
She was only eighteen years old and shouldn't have died like this.
If only one person had to die... it would be him.