Chapter 248

"Up there?"

Lin Lang picked her eyebrows.

Sun yingshao suddenly rushed up.

"You want to Eh? "

Caught off guard, she was once again knocked down by a short legged milk dog.

The other side also held her to the bed inside a circle, and finally stabilized the body.

"Well?"

She raised her elbow a little and looked down at the man under her.

His dark melon skin cap was flabby on his head. His skirt was open, and his wheat skin was healthy and attractive. The young man's long eyelashes blinked, and occasionally raised his eyelids to look at her secretly. When he got to the line of sight, he quickly shrank back and pretended that nothing had happened.

"Well, is that ok?"

The faint voice of a gnat sounded, and his hand on her waist was sweating with tension.

Hot, hot, suffocating.

Everything in front of him made him dizzy, and her whole face seemed to shine.

"I like good children."

Lin Lang tilted her head, and her crescent like eyes were smiling.

"Well Minmin will be good

When he saw her smile, he instinctively involved the corners of his mouth to respond to her. In fact, he was almost like a disabled person. He only thought that she was so beautiful and her voice was so gentle that the thought of crime suddenly became strong at this moment.

Sun yingshao's forehead exuded hot sweat, and his breathing became tight.

"Are you obedient?"

"Minmin Only listen to my sister

He repeated mechanically, staring at people and beginning to be in a daze.

Can he Do a little bad things?

For example

Sun yingshao raised his hand and pulled off the hairpin.

"Er --"

the green silk is like a waterfall, and the white wrist is frosting.

The hair lashed his face, and it hurt a little.

Well, it's delicious.

Sun yingshao lenglengleng looking at people come over, black hair and red lips, relying on the United States to commit murder.

His whole face was flushed with blood, and his daughter-in-law snorted for a long time. At last, he stifled and said, "sister, don't get so close. Minmin seems to have a fever."

The whole body is hot, the head is dizzy, the limbs are still soft, without a trace of strength.

Oh, he had a fever at such an important time!

"Well, let my sister see if she really has a fever."

Low smile female voice into the ear, making him more crisp, nerve there are a group of naughty ants crawling around.

She pulled her fingers around her temples and lowered her face.

Their foreheads were against each other.

There was a small mole at the end of my sister's eye, like a sesame. The more I saw it, the more I wanted to lick it.

Bah, sun yingshao, what are you thinking? It's not a dog. Lick it!

Sun Er Shao's small heart fluttered, like bursts of intense drumbeats, and his usual gun holding hand trembled because of his master's disorder.

Sun yingshao realized something and closed his eyes.

Sister, this is to kiss him, right?

According to the book, it's better to close your eyes when doing such a shy thing between lovers, otherwise it's easy to be embarrassed.

Lin Lang laughingly looks at the mouth of each other's pursing kisses.

She stretched out two fingers and touched it like a dragonfly, and then the red face was hot enough to boil eggs.

Tut, innocent little guy.

"Dong --"

someone knocked on the door.

Sun yingshao opened his eyes in an instant, and a dangerous light flashed through it.

Lin Lang got up slowly from him, quickly coiled her hair, turned and looked back. She was the gorgeous Miss Shi of Bailemen.

"Bad luck."

Sun yingshao was agitated and climbed his hair. His whole body was full of fierce breath. However, when his eyes turned to Linlang, the other party winked at him.

A red cloud rose suddenly from his cheeks and moved to her side. His tail finger hooked her fingertip.

In any case, embrace also embrace, kiss also kiss.

Elder sister is his, let her give birth to a few more feet also can't run.

Sun yingshao is relieved and sends someone to cover Lin Lang's going out.

She lifted the curtain and saw Mr. Rong sitting on a mahogany chair. His black silk gown was wearing a chill breath, and the people nearby did not dare to breathe.

"Sir?"

Lin Lang naturally showed a surprised look, "how did you come?"

The other side quickly walked over, held her shoulder, looked up and down, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief, "you're OK."

Listen to the report, Lin Lang suddenly disappeared in his shop. At that moment, his head was buzzing. He was afraid that the people of Huaigang didn't keep their promise, so he came to stay and take her as a hostage to threaten him."I'm fine. It's just a little joke from a gentleman." Lin Lang raised his hand to manage his slightly disordered collar and looked up at people, "and I'm more happy when my husband is so worried about me."

Mr. Rong's mouth showed a smile lines, reaching for the girl's shoulder, warm voice, "go home."

Lin Lang was stunned.

According to Mr. Rong's habit, he usually says "back to his house", "back to Rong's courtyard" and so on. He never talks about "going home".

"Let's go."

He rubbed her head and led her to the waiting car outside the door.

After Lin Lang returned to Rong's house, Mr. Rong never let her go to Bailemen any more. Occasionally, she was allowed to go out and relax, provided that he was accompanied.

In countless times of "tempering", Mr. Rong's patience to accompany people to go shopping has become increasingly prominent.

The leading flower of Bailemen has gradually become lily.

She also did not say anything, clever and docile stay in Mr. Rong's sight can touch the place. When she was so bored, she began to "toss" a man, or hide a handy snuff bottle, or paint a face for someone while he was sleeping, making Mr. Rong cry and laugh, as if she had raised a daughter to collect debts.

Of course, Lin Lang's favorite program is Zha villain.

Yes, she is not satisfied with the man, so she has to put eye drops on his boss.

Mr. Rong knew that she was capricious, and sometimes went with her, as long as it was not too much.

Shao Qinghe's whip wound is not healed, and added several bloody new marks.

The people in Rong family's residence showed more and more sympathy for Mr. Shao.

They were so bad that they almost sneered at each other.

"Miss, it's not an abuse of privilege that Mr. Rong asked you to punish me." Shao Qinghe touched the scar between his waist and abdomen.

"Miss, I'm happy today. I'd like to give you a few more whips as a souvenir in the future, isn't it?" Lin Lang put up the iron whip and said with a smile, "it's a good saying that men's injuries are medals of honor. I've awarded you so many medals. You should thank me very much."

Shao Qing and frown, "who said that?" Give him a few whips?

"I said it casually."

“……”

He didn't want to continue talking to this man. He picked up his clothes and put them on. Before he left, he turned his face and said indifferently, "although the master is protecting you now, you'd better not have the chance to offend me."

"I will. I won't worry about Mr. Shao."

She waved her hand lightly.

Eating, sleeping and abusing men is the main theme of this period of time.

Since she didn't have to go to work in Bailemen, she was more free every day. The first thing she opened, she began to think about how to catch the painful feet of the male Lord, and then she went to the side of Rongda to blow the wind.

Shao Qinghe should be eager to get rid of her.

Lin Lang gloated to think that the man should be in the bed for several days.

"What do you think? So happy? "

The tip of my nose felt a slight chill.

Lin Lang looks up.

Mr. Rong took back his flour covered fingers as if nothing had happened.

In the twinkling of an eye to the winter solstice, Mr. Rong seldom does not need to go out. He calls Lin Lang early and goes to the small kitchen together.

Due to Mr. Rong's previous orders, the kitchen was cleaned up. As soon as he entered the door, he took a clean basin, added a proper amount of flour and salt, and put the egg white down.

He took a bowl of cold water, poured some into it, and mixed the flour into lumps with chopsticks.

"What are you doing, sir?" She stood by and watched.

"Dumplings." Mr. Rong is concise and comprehensive. When the dough is formed, it's almost ready. He slightly opens his body and says, "you come."

Lin Lang kneaded the dough for a few times. Compared with the proficiency of men, it was unexpectedly clumsy.

Mr. Rong looked at her red face, flustered little movements, and thought it was very interesting.

"Well, it's not like you. You should be flexible in judo."

The man's tall body shrouded her. He held out his hand from behind and patiently taught her to knead with a hug.

The fine dust floated in the air, and the paper window showed the intertwined gold thread, which reflected in his broad eyebrows, showing a gentle and generous outline.

Mr. Rong's hands are very rough. There are thick cocoons and scars in the palm. However, he is more talented than Lin Lang in doing fine work. He rolls out the dumpling skin, he cuts the stuffing, and he gives all the dumplings to Baoyuan.

As for the manual work of pulling the bellows, it must be left to men.

Therefore, Lin Lang behaved as a gourd eater, and expressed his admiration for his excellent performance.

Mr. Rong is also very helpful. The doting smile on his face is almost blind.

"Hula --"

Mr. Rong is sitting on a small bench with a golden sword. His right hand is pulling the bellows and pushing it. His left hand is hanging the split wood and sending it to the furnace. The mist like steam comes out from the edge of the big pot, which is full of fragrance.The fire in the furnace became more and more prosperous, and Mr. Rong's face was red with smoke.

Lin Lang supported chin, a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes staring at people.

"There's something I have to say, sir."

Mr. Rong said, "well," I don't want to hear it now. "

Maybe it's fearless. This little bastard is very bad recently. He always catches his shortcomings and talks constantly. Last month, he said that he was not good-looking and couldn't eat. Last month, he complained that his sleeping and grinding teeth affected her interest in painting.

"Sir, it's lucky who can marry you."

All of a sudden, Mr. Rong, who was praised, couldn't react a little.

When he looked back, he always felt strange.

Forget it She'll be happy.