Chapter 77 (1/2)
The warm breath sprayed on the neck.
Someone ripped off her clothes and fell on her like a wild animal, licking the white tender shoulder.
The tusk bit hard.
Lin Lang wakes up in the sharp pain.
The man's eyes are long, narrow and deep. In the dim light, there is a smell of bloodthirsty. It seems that he will tear her bone into his abdomen at the next moment.
”You're back.”
The woman's voice, with sleepiness, propped up her body, and her clothes slipped to her waist. Her chest was bright red with burning eyes.
Wei Yang's eyes are dark.
Lin Lang helped the collar to the shoulder, yawned again, reached out to untie the man's clothes, ”the night is deep, my husband should arrange it earlier.”
He hooked his lips and opened his hand to let Lin Lang undress him.
When Lin Lang opened the quilt and just lay on her back, her hot chest would stick to her back, and she would not hesitate to confine herself in her arms.
The hot weapon was against her waist.
Weiyang buried his face in the armpit of the forest and laughed low.
In the dark, there is a few minutes of Yin charm.
Good. He won.
”My husband is very happy?”
He rubbed her tender skin, greedily kissing this inch of territory, ”happy, happy, the people in the way finally left.”
The man in my arms still belongs to him.
It belongs to him alone.
Thinking, Weiyang can't help feeling moving, eyes dyed with ambiguous color.
”Husband, I am sleepy.” Lin Lang grabbed his hand and put it on his waist.
”Well, I'll let you go this time.”
He stretched out the bleeding tip of his tongue and licked her round earlobe.
There is a long way to go.
In the middle of the night, the children in the compartment began to cry, waking both the hostess and the hostess.
How can the nurse coax not good, anxious to turn round and round.
Lin Lang put on a dress and shoes to get out of bed, and the man did not sleep, so he simply followed her.
He saw the infant in its infancy, so young and weak, crying like a kitten, so sick that he could not live long.
Although it was his and Lin Lang's children, Wei Yang's heart did not have the slightest fluctuation, he even felt that the boy who let Lin Lang coax the midnight was really a bit of an eyesore.
”Fu'er, my mother is here. Will you stop crying?”
She brushed her slender fingers through the crow's hair and gently kissed the child's face.
The man was watching, his eyes slightly heavy.
The intention of killing is growing.
His people, how can tolerate other people's fingers.
Her lips, her touch, her everything, should belong to him.
Whatever gets in their way, damn it.
The next day, the back door of the Fang family was knocked.
A purple carton was handed in.
Zhu Jinse held back the servant girl, opened a look, her pale face instantly poured on a touch of ruddy.
She knew that her brother loved her and was reluctant to die.
Late at night, the man came back.
Lin Lang came forward, Xianhui untied his cloak, hung it up, turned around and said with a smile, ”my husband has been working hard today. He has gone so far with fu'er to see the doctor. Must he be tired? I have asked the kitchen to cook some millet porridge. Please try it and warm your stomach. By the way, bring the young master here. I want to see him. ”
The servant girl said with mist and water, ”madam, the young master is not in the back.”
Lin Lang was stunned for a moment.
”Husband...”
”He's dead.” Wei Yang said lightly.
The woman's face suddenly turned white.
”I-I don't understand what you're talking about.”
She quickly grabbed his sleeve, because too hard, fingernails on the back of his hand left a light red scar, ”husband, you are lying to me, right? How could he die? I held him this morning... ”
”On the way to see the doctor, I coughed so much that I couldn't save my life.”
Lie without blinking.
Her eyes grew red and tears ran down her face.
He was slightly stunned.
The first time he saw her cry.
”Fu'er, my poor fu'er...”
She slipped and fainted.
Weiyang quickly caught her body.
”Call the doctor!”
There was an irresistible anxiety in his tone.
Lin Lang fell asleep for three days.
When they wake up again, they lose the bright and lively of the past. They have a dull face and sit in front of the bronze mirror in a daze, like a walking corpse.
Is it so hard for a woman to lose a child?
Weiyang some don't understand, but the heart is painful.She had not had a good meal for several days. She finally fell asleep. She was often awakened by nightmares and cried all night with him.
She said, husband, what to do? Is fu'er suffering there alone?
She said, my husband, it's all my fault. She left him alone.