There was a tearing sound, which was the sound of the fabric being pulled hard. The crisp sound of tearing silk penetrated into Zhen Nuanyang's ears. He could feel that what happened was his chest and a gust of cool wind.
It hit her and her chest felt cool.
The height of life was sublimated a second ago, like a tenor reaching the top, but suddenly falling from the top.
Zhen Nuanyang, whose face was covered with blood, was stunned with shock. The breasts exposed on her chest were rising and falling, and the goose-yellow lace shivered in the cool breeze, just like the flowers trembling slightly in the wind.
A petal fell off, and the hand that tore the fabric apart used its decisive gesture to destroy the flower. In the blink of an eye, a large piece of fabric in front of Zhen Nuanyang's clothes was gone!
Zhen Nuanyang could no longer describe her mood at this time. She said "ah" and opened her mouth to shout, or should she kick away this prude who would tear her clothes to pieces when a wolf pounced on her? The cool breeze felt on her chest, she
The first reaction was to grab the fabric in his hand to cover it. As soon as she reached out, the man on top of her got up faster than she did. The hands covering her face never moved away, including Zhen Nuan.
The piece of cloth that Yang wanted to snatch back.
He actually covered his face with that piece of cloth and left!
Lang Run directly covered his face with the piece of cloth and strode towards the bathroom without saying a word. Zhen Nuanyang's hand that wanted to grab the cloth froze in mid-air, and he looked at himself when he struggled to get up.
Her lower belly, her fine clothes were torn apart almost to the shoulder level. When she sat up, there was still a little fabric hanging precariously on her right shoulder. No matter how she looked at it, she felt like she had been attacked by a wolf.
Sitting on the floor in the most embarrassing posture, he cursed Mr. Lang, who rushed into the toilet with his face covered and flattened his nose.
boom--
A sound came from the restroom. Someone grunted, and someone unlucky enough to bump into something. The water from the faucet splashed everywhere. After a few minutes, the man who walked out of the restroom almost had no eyes.
He glanced over there, but walked straight to the table, picked up a box of tissues on the table and threw it to where Zhen Nuanyang was lying. He was very skillful when throwing it, so that the paper box
He fluttered lightly and landed next to Zhen Nuanyang. His face never turned to Zhen Nuanyang. After throwing away the tissue, he walked towards the door. The tall figure with his back turned was cast on the ground under the pink and purple light.
A long shadow.
"Stop!" Zhen Nuanyang sat on the floor and looked at Lang Run who had walked to the door.
Zhen Nuanyang felt that she should read the almanac today. Judging from the fact that she almost choked when she drank a mouthful of cold water at noon today, she should be unlucky today, but this is not the case.
I'm sorry, your clothes were torn, your tofu was rubbed, you touched, you looked, you just left like that?
Zhen Nuanyang felt that he had to apologize to himself, even if he covered his eyes with that piece of cloth!
Zhen Nuanyang looked at his figure. At this moment, he was standing at the door with his back to her. She didn't know what he was thinking now. She waited in her heart for ten seconds, thinking that it would be impossible for him to apologize.
It was still difficult, but if she didn't let him apologize today, it would be too easy on him. She simply said angrily, "Young man named Lang, don't you have anything to say?"
Apologize, must apologize!
I want to leave without saying a word, and there is no window!
Otherwise, if I post this photo on Weibo, I will mobilize tens of thousands of fans to directly follow you!
The back of the man standing at the door was a little stiff, and his ears were feeling hot. I don't know if it was because he was just recalling his actions just now or something else. In short, the face of Young Master Lang who was standing at the door was very hot.
It was obvious that he had just washed his face with clean water, and the coolness of the cold water was now burning again. When he heard Zhen Nuanyang's voice behind him, he frowned, his shoulders were slightly straightened, and he seemed to be silent for a while.
What decision was he making? Then he turned around and looked straight at the disheveled woman who had sat up on the floor. He seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with her appearance at this time. He frowned and narrowed his eyes.
The red lips moved with a decisive tone, "Zhen Nuanyang, I will marry you!"
Marry...Marry...Marry me————
Zhen Nuanyang's face was full of nosebleeds, and her eyes were as wide as night pearls. The fabric hanging on her body was shivering from the cool breeze blowing in from the window, and her own body began to shake.
Are you kidding???
Zhen Nuanyang was shocked when Lang Run opened the door and ducked out. She picked up the high heels that fell beside her and threw them behind him, "Lang Run, you bastard!"
I want you to apologize and marry someone else!!!
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Along with the sound of running water in the bathroom, there was also the sound of vomiting. Zhen Nuanyang, who was lying on the sink to wash away the blood on his hands, raised his face slightly. The posture of raising his head just now was too far back, and the blood in his throat was wiped out.
After swallowing it into her esophagus, the strong smell of blood made her vomit. Coupled with the fact that she had drunk so much wine before and had not drank for a long time, her stomach felt uncomfortable again, and the vomiting became even more severe.
She washed her face with warm water and saw a little bit of blood in the sink diluted into light red. She raised her face and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was a little pale. She took a breath and stretched out her hand.
Slowly wipe away any nosebleeds.
The mobile phone in the living room was noisy like crazy. Zhen Nuanyang came out of the bathroom and stepped on the blood stains on the floor. The floor was dirty and messy. Her slippers had just stepped on the blood stains. She hurriedly took off her slippers and hit the floor.
He walked around the uncleaned floor with bare feet, walked over and answered the phone.
The call was from Shu Ran. When she heard Zhen Nuanyang's "Hello" voice, the first thing Shu Ran said on the other end of the phone was, Zhen Nuanyang, are your nose feeling uncomfortable again? Why are you buzzing when you talk?
Yang held the phone in one hand and leaned on the sofa with her face slightly upward. When she inhaled, she said, "I don't feel comfortable anywhere in my body right now." After saying that, she lowered her eyes and looked at the torn clothes on her body.
He stretched out his hand to wipe the bleeding nose and frowned.
Shu Ran called to tell her that Chengjia had chickenpox and had a fever. She was in the hospital. Zhen Nuanyang stood up from the sofa without even paying attention to her nose. "Why are you telling me now?" She walked in as she said this.
She went to her bedroom to look for clothes. Shu Ran on the other side of the phone reassured her that she was fine now and didn't need to go to the hospital again.
After confirming that Chengjia was fine in the hospital, her nervous expression relaxed slightly.
"Nuan Yang, have you been drinking?" The call was still not hung up. Zhen Nuanyang felt that Shu Ran, a mother, was getting more and more verbose now. She even said she was going to hang up, but it took so long.
The voice sounded, and another sentence suddenly popped up on the phone. Zhen Nuanyang, who was staring at the ceiling light above her head, was so startled that her eyes shrank. Is it over?
Zhen Nuanyang didn't say anything. Shu Ran on the other side of the phone didn't hear the response and said softly, "Stop drinking!"
Speaking of which, Shu Ran called because of what Shang Qingwen said when she came out of the hospital, asking her to call and ask if Zhen Nuanyang was drunk to death?
Shang Qingwen said this easily, but Shu Ran was so startled that she frowned. Lang Run who rushed to the hospital did smell of alcohol, but she did not associate Zhen Nuanyang with Lang Run.
After Shang Qingwen woke her up, she couldn't help but call Zhen Nuanyang to ask about her situation.
This woman has obviously given up drinking for a long time!
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The black Lincoln SUV parked outside the large iron gate of Langjiazhuang Courtyard. The dark golden iron gate slowly opened and the car slowly drove in.
The Langjia Manor is quiet at night, and you can hear the gurgling sound of active spring water not far away. The Langjia Manor was built on an active spring water vein, and spring water gushes out all year round.
Pure natural spring water gathers into a large lake. This water should be rich in special minerals and have certain medicinal effects. In addition to being used as a daily drink for the Lang family, it is also specially supplied to a room as the water source for the bath in that room. Of course, this
The room is the exclusive room for the second young master of the Lang family.
"Hey, Second Young Master, should you go back to your room?" Ji Heng looked at the watch on his wrist. At ten o'clock in the evening, he was still sitting by the lake listening to the gurgling sound of the spring water. He was not afraid of being seen by the old man?
The spring water is sparkling, and under the circles of water ripples are clean algae dancing gracefully with the water ripples. Langrun is sitting on the wooden chair next to him, looking at the algae plants in the water, thinking about it for half an hour.
The words he said in the hospital before were the results that Si Lan didn't dare to face but gritted his teeth and silently accepted.
died!
The reason why he was so sure that what he said was true was because when he talked to Zhen Nuanyang about another child, the desolation and sadness suddenly appeared in her eyes.
Eyes cannot deceive him!
He had already found out the information, but he only went to find her for final confirmation. He even had other fantasies. Perhaps, she who could save the mother and son from the operating table five years ago could save the other one.
Where is the child?
It's just a pity that they didn't wait for the best result!
Langrun stood up and stood upright on the shore of the lake with his tall body. Facing the cool breeze blowing at night, he had sobered up a lot. The fragrance of flowers in the air could dispel the smell of alcohol on his body, but he could only endure it.
What kept frowning was the trace of blood. He looked down at the blood stains that had already solidified on his shirt. His eyebrows moved, and his lowered eyes stared closely at the blood stains. There was a voice in his mind, it was
The sound of clothes being torn made him frown deeply. Even with his eyes closed, this image suddenly popped up in his mind - goose-yellow lace, tightly wrapped around that proud figure.
In this area, the beard sprouting from his chin rubs against the red collarbone, sinking into that alluring crimson color.
He obviously covered his eyes with his hands, but before closing his eyes, he took a look through his fingers, just this one look!
But, I remember it so clearly!
Ji Heng, who was standing next to him, was very curious about the expression of Er Shao Lang at this time. He seemed to be deep in thought and reminiscing. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes but also a flash of surprise, followed by uncertainty of self-denial.
The look in his eyes was very strange. He moved his position to see more clearly, but he heard the person next to him suddenly speak softly.
"What are the procedures required to get married?"
Ji Heng opened his mouth wide and almost fell upside down into the spring water next to him.
Get married?
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