Chapter 485 (1/2)

Ramses held one hand next to her face.

He was tall and slender, just like a great mountain peak. When he fell down slightly, the light above him was covered by him. She could only see his beautiful face and oppressive chest.

”Why doesn't my sister speak?”

Ramses's voice is lighter than before, as light as a feather, rustling from the heart, brewing a mellow and gentle breath.

However, Lin Lang knew that this was the extreme suppression of his anger.

She could see clearly the bloodstains emerging from the fundus of his eyes.

At this point, the explanation is superfluous.

Although she knew that as long as she softened her clothes and said a few nice words, the young and proud Pharaoh would be willing to get into her honey trap.

But what's the point?

”Why don't you talk?” Ramses repeated, his eyes filled with a frightening blood membrane, and his expression was gloomy and indifferent. ”My sister can explain that he just inadvertently went to your bed and did not intend to take off your clothes --”

his unfinished words disappeared in the palm of his hand.

She frowned and covered his mouth.

It also stopped him from saying what he said.

She didn't seem to be able to bear to hear slander about her sweetheart from other people's mouths.

”Zi -”

tiny blood beads splashed out.

Ramses bit the soft flesh of her hand fiercely. He was so hard that he bit deeply.

He wanted to rip off the whole piece of meat.

Instead of shouting pain, Lin Lang eased her eyebrows and said in a calm voice, ”if you are really angry, you can execute me here. Or take me back and torture me slowly. ” Her eyes seemed to penetrate his chest and see another man, ”if you want me to live, let him live.”

”Are you threatening me?” Ramses' chest heaved and gasped violently.

He stares at her, trying to pin her to the post and flog her.

”You threaten your brother with your own life for the sake of an outsider?”

Ramses slightly twitched his face, and his limbs were full of grief.

Look, this is his good sister!

She betrays her loyalty and tramples on his love!

”I have no choice, do I?”

It's very light to say.

There were innumerable emotions in this sentence, but Ramses recognized one meaning.

Compromise.

The compromise had no other meaning. However, the younger brother looked down and saw that the black hair was scattered on the wool. Her white waist coat faded to her thighs, and the female curve was gentle and winding. Looking at her eyes with a bit of water, lips red and swollen, for Ramses, her compromise is mixed with charm and emotion / desire.

The skin is delicate and delicate, like fresh cheese, soaked with a touch of attractive milk white.

So Ramses could easily see the marks between her legs in the snow.

Dense purple red kiss marks, unscrupulous, dyed with taboo color.

The blood went to his brain with a bang.

Ramses even heard the sound of their boiling, shouting, about to burst his whole body.

He even had a crazy and evil idea.

Trying to strangle her.

With his hands, with his own eyes, crushed sister's fragile throat bone.

From then on, she will never betray him again.

”Good.”

My brother only spits out one word.

He didn't even give Lin Lang a chance to get dressed, so he folded his wool blanket twice and wrapped her body. A pair of ankles were still exposed.

Instead of calling Ramses by his name, Lin Lang changed to a more respectful but alienated address.

”King, I want to say one last word to him.”

Ramses' body was stiff, his eyes were flushed by Lin Lang, and finally he put up with it.

He clenched his fist and left the room without looking back.

Lam Lang was helped up by Ramses and sat on the edge of the bed.

Bai feixiao was panting against the wall. Just now Ramses strangled his neck and threw him out directly. His back, with his back connected to his head, banged against the wall, and then came a strong feeling of dizziness and nausea.

After all, this body is not a Protoss, and it has been sleeping for so long, so it is not strong to bear.

In the quiet atmosphere, Lin Lang stood against the ground with one toe and swayed gently, as if writing something. It looked like a young girl in love. She was worrying about her sweetheart.

”Smile, you are bad.”

She said so.

It's like a little girl's coquetry to her boyfriend, and it's like crying at the next moment.