The matter between the two gangs had been turbulent for a whole week, and at the weekend, Ling Cang was asked by Zhang Linglan to make up lessons again.
In public, as long as other people are present, Zhang Linglan's attitude towards Ling Cang is no different from that of other students, but in private, Zhang Linglan always has a passionate attitude, which burns Ling Cang to death.
None of the classmates seemed to know that Zhang Linglan was secretly cooking for her. Ling Cang wanted to find out if Ding Xuehan knew about it, but every time he saw Ding Xuehan, Ling Cang didn't know how to speak.
On Saturday, Ling Cang arrived at the teacher's apartment on time and saw Zhang Linglan alone in the apartment again.
Zhang Linglan was wearing a pair of jeans and an apron around her upper body. She welcomed Ling Cang in enthusiastically: "I was cooking just now."
"Oh, the teacher hasn't eaten yet... If I had known, I would have come later,"
"You're here just in time, let's eat together,"
Ling Cang noticed something strange flashed in Zhang Linglan's eyes when she said this, so she subconsciously refused: "I've already eaten it..."
"Okay then..." Zhang Linglan was a little disappointed: "The teacher doesn't want to eat anymore, let's just go to class."
"No, I can wait, teacher, don't be hungry,"
Regardless of what Ling Cang said, Zhang Linglan directly ordered: "Come to my bedroom,"
"Oh," even though Ling Cang was reluctant to go to such an ambiguous place, he still agreed involuntarily. As if his feet were not listening to the instructions of his brain, he automatically took steps to follow Zhang Linglan.
Zhang Linglan's bedroom is still so neat and tidy, with a faint scent of perfume floating in the air, making people feel warm and comfortable.
When Ling Cang took out the textbook, Zhang Linglan assigned a question and turned around to leave. Ling Cang heard a rustling sound from behind and wondered what Zhang Linglan was doing, so he looked back.
Just this glance made Ling Cang almost have a nosebleed because Zhang Linglan was changing clothes.
All the outer clothes have been taken off. Zhang Linglan is wearing a light blue underwear and is standing in front of the wardrobe to choose clothes. This set of underwear includes a half-cup bra and a thong, which is a bit transparent and decorated with lace on the edge.
The thong gave the round and plump buttocks a perfect shape, hanging there tremblingly, with a slightly upward angle. Looking at Zhang Linglan's upper body, it was equally alluring, with a flat belly extending upward from the waist of the thong. Suddenly two amazing curves were drawn, and through the layer of light blue, it seemed that two bright red specks at the top could be faintly seen.
Zhang Linglan didn't seem to know that Ling Cang was looking at her, and focused all her attention on her clothes. Maybe it was because wearing a thong was a little uncomfortable. She often used her fingers to pick up the edges and play with them, so that Ling Cang almost pounced on her.
After a while, Zhang Linglan finally chose a set of clothes and put them on calmly. In order to avoid being discovered, Ling Cang hurriedly turned back and continued to do the questions, but his mind was always on Zhang Linglan.
When Zhang Linglan changed her clothes, Ling Cang's nosebleeds finally came out unsatisfactorily, because this suit of clothes was more deadly than not wearing it at all.
Zhang Linglan's upper body was in a small white suspender belt, which was slightly tight and exposed the edge of her bra. Her lower body was in a short black one-line skirt, and her beautiful legs were covered with black stockings.
"Have you done it? Show it to the teacher," Zhang Linglan sat next to Ling Cang and reached out to take the question.
Zhang Linglan's legs were facing each other. Ling Cang almost subconsciously looked into the one-line skirt. Unfortunately, Zhang Linglan was wearing a pair of pantyhose, so her bottom was not exposed. Ling Cang could only look through that layer. Black gauze, see a touch of blue, and nothing else.
But on the other hand, the more this happens, the more room for imagination becomes. After a long time, Zhang Linglan reviewed the questions and finally discovered that something was wrong with Ling Cang: "Why do you have a nosebleed?"
"Ah..." Ling Cang wiped it carelessly and explained: "It's autumn... I'm a little angry. It's an old problem. It's okay."
Ling Cang was indeed very angry, but the fire was not attacking the big head at the top, but the small head at the bottom. Zhang Linglan believed it, took a box of facial tissue, and wiped Ling Cang meticulously: "Although study is very important, health is also important. It's equally important... You have a good foundation, but you just failed in the high school entrance examination. Don't worry too much. I believe that as long as you work hard, you will definitely improve your grades by the end of the semester..."
Zhang Linglan came closer, and the pair of plump arms on her chest that were tightly pressed against Ling Cang rubbed against each other. I don't know whether Zhang Linglan did it intentionally or unintentionally. She often pinched Ling Cang's arms with the ravine in the middle, causing Ling Cang's pain. Although the arms are not stiff, a small tent is set up in the middle of the pants.
"I'd better do it myself..." Ling Cang grabbed the tissue and wiped it himself. Zhang Linglan didn't object, but just lowered her hand and just brushed the small tent.
Zhang Linglan's strength was neither light nor heavy, and she rubbed it back and forth a few times. Ling Cang felt a burst of relief and was almost about to explode.
The whole morning was spent in such contact. Zhang Linglan finally asked Ling Cang to do the questions, while she lay half-ly on the sofa opposite, holding a magazine and started reading. As long as Ling Cang raised his head, he could see the plump pair of and black|silk|beautiful|legs, if you look more carefully, you can see the blue triangle area.
Ling Cang had no intention of doing the questions at all, and Zhang Linglan didn't care how well she did the questions. She only focused on putting on various seductive poses, which made Ling Cang endure it and not make any mistakes. At twelve o'clock, Zhang Linglan finally stood up: "Teacher, let's go cook and have lunch together.
Ling Cang was about to refuse, but he noticed something strange. A powerful force was coming towards the teacher's apartment, tightly wrapping it up from all directions. Ling Cang and Zhang Linglan were now like birds in a cage, unable to escape. .
Among all the people Ling Cang had seen, only Sima Tian was able to possess such powerful power.
"Why is he here? Is he going to kill me?" Ling Cang was quite uneasy, but he soon calmed down: "Forget it, I can't hide from him sooner or later. Anyway, I am poisoned by the ghost mountain blood poison. How long can I survive? I still don’t know that if Sima Tian dares to take action, he will fight to the death,”
Sima Tian never showed up, and the power has been lingering here. Zhang Linglan looked as usual. She just took out her mobile phone and looked at it, and then suddenly sighed helplessly: "The teacher almost forgot, I also made appointments with other students in the afternoon..."
Ling Cang hurriedly packed up his things: "Then I'll leave first,"
"That's fine," Zhang Linglan nodded slightly: "Come back tomorrow and the teacher will cook for you."
Ling Cang went out, but still didn't see Sima Tian. After walking very far away quickly, Sima Tian still didn't show up, but his power stayed in the teacher's apartment.
As for Zhang Linglan, after sending Ling Cang away, her expression immediately turned cold. She walked slowly to the living room, sat down calmly, stretched out her hand to fiddle with the sling, and said lightly: "Since you are here, don't hide it. Come on, come out and meet,"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sima Tian walked out of nowhere: "Lilly of the Valley, long time no see, she's even more beautiful." As usual, he was wearing a well-tailored high-end suit without any wrinkles, and the leather shoes on his feet were polished. , not even a speck of dust can be seen.
His face still looks mature and charming, with a weather-beaten look and a smile of unknown meaning.
This is a man with a lot of stories. It is almost difficult for any woman not to be captured by his heart, but Zhang Linglan is an exception.
"It's been a long time since I saw you, but you are still so dashing. I don't know how many good girls you have brought harm to..." Zhang Linglan glanced sideways at Sima Tian and said sarcastically: "If you, Sima Tian, die in the future, you will definitely not be killed, but Die on a woman's belly,"
"Death under the peonies is a romantic ghost," Sima Tian sat down opposite Suzuland and smiled nonchalantly: "Death on a woman's belly is considered a kind of happiness, but I'm afraid no one will want to die on your belly. , we are also old acquaintances, can you tell us how many men you have killed in the past few years?"
"I haven't used that ability yet,"
Sima Tian looked at Ling Lan from top to bottom, and he looked more lustful than Ling Cang. His eyes almost tore the black silk into pieces. Finally, Sima Tian nodded and said: "Well, it's really useless. "But, seeing as your legs are tightly together, and your crotch has not become wider than the last time we met, you should still be a virgin,"
"You really know a lot about women,"
"Of course," Sima Tian raised his chin at Ling Lan and discussed: "Well... can you stand up and spin around so that I can take a closer look? If your butt doesn't sag, it's definitely a virgin | "Female,"
"I don't have time to be poor with you," Linglan sneered, and then added: "I've been talking about gossip, let's talk about business, what are you doing?"
Sima Tian did not answer, but said to himself: "Although you are a virgin, your skills in seducing men are always first-class."
"I never seduced you, it's none of your business,"
"It's really none of my business. I'm just curious to make a guess. You plan to use this ability to deal with Ling Cang, right?" Sima Tian pointed to the kitchen and continued: "The food you prepared must have been drugged. As long as Ling Cang eats it, he will lose his mind and have sex with you,"
"So what," Linglan raised her eyebrows, "You have to mind your own business."
"I'm too lazy to care. You should know that no one in this world hates Ling Yang more than me. The father's debt is repaid by the son. If Ling Cang loses his life, I will be very happy."
"Speaking of which..." Linglan's tone softened a little: "Last time Sister Long asked you to cooperate, why did you refuse?"
"You know, I, Sima Tian, am used to being a loner. I don't want to be ordered by anyone, and I don't want to cooperate with anyone. I can do it myself to find Ling Yang. I don't need Long Jianyue's help." Shrugging his shoulders, Sima Tian's face suddenly darkened: "Don't forget, I killed many of Long Jianyue's men back then. Who is sure that Long Jianyue will not hold a grudge and look for opportunities to retaliate against me?"
Suzuran didn't deny it, but just asked: "Then why are you here with me?"
"I was passing by on business. I heard you were here, so I came over for a visit. After all, we are old acquaintances." Sima Tian regained his smile and said, "Don't worry, I have no interest in meddling in other people's business. How do you want to deal with Ling Cang?" It’s your own business,”
"Who is an old acquaintance with you?" Linglan snorted heavily, "Your purpose is really that simple."
"Of course," Sima Tian's smile remained unchanged, but there was a strong murderous intent in his words: "Don't forget, Hanlan and Narcissus are not here, it would be easy for me to take your life, although your abilities have improved in the past few years. A lot, but still no match for me,"
"You want to kill me,"
"Of course not," Sima Tian slowly shook his head: "When we faced each other in the first place, we each had our own masters. Since I am no longer under Ling Yang's command, and I have no personal grudges with you Baihua Tuan, why do we continue to face each other?"
"Are you serious?"
"Do I need to lie to you?" Sima Tian stood up and walked slowly outside: "I just visited an old friend. Since everyone has met, I will leave. As for Ling Cang, I originally wanted to do it myself, but He is too weak to be my opponent. If you want to deal with him, you can do whatever you want."
"It's rare that you still think about me, but I hope that we won't have the chance to meet each other again in the future,"
"I also hope that after the matter is done, I will go back to enjoy the beach, sunshine, wine and women. Maybe I will continue to look for Ling Yang, but it has nothing to do with you Sister Long. I don't want Long Jianyue to find me and ask for it again. Cooperate, I'm too lazy to care about what Long Jianyue is doing..." Sima Tian stopped, stood at the door, and told Ling Lan without looking back: "That's all I have to say,"
After saying that, Sima Tian disappeared. Linglan sat there in shock for a long time, and then took out the phone. She originally wanted to call Long Jianyue, but after hesitating for a while, she put her hand down again and gently Sighing: "Sister Long never thinks about us. Even if Sima Tianzhen threatens me, she will not send Hanlan and Narcissus here,"
Linglan habitually regarded Sima Tian as her opponent. After a while, she thought about it again and felt that Sima Tian did not lie. There was indeed no need for everyone to continue to be hostile.
However, no matter what, Linglan felt that Sima Tian's appearance was a bit strange.
According to Ling Lan's previous plan, if she couldn't seduce Ling Cang normally, she would use drugs to confuse Ling Cang and fall in love with her. She would use her virginity to drain Ling Cang's yang and ability, just like Sima Tian said , let Ling Cang die on his belly.
Lily of the Valley knows how to harvest yang and replenish yin. This is a very special ability. Although it is not common, it is widely known and can give birth to many incredible legends.
Ever since Linglan learned this ability, she has never had the chance to use it because Long Jianyue planned to keep it as a trump card. This time Long Jianyue agreed to take action against Ling Cang. In fact, he wanted to use Linglan to ridicule his lifelong loyalty to love. Ling Yang of Chongqing.
In fact, even Linglan herself wanted to know how Lingyang would feel if his only son died under a woman's skirt.