Looking at the soft and beautiful Lang Zirou, Lang Shuoyang suddenly remembered something. He pulled Lang Zirou to sit on the big bluestone, secretly took out some ghost-killing sand from his pocket, held it in his hand, and then pressed it on the back of Lang Zirou's hand.
Lang Zirou was still smiling and talking sweetly, without even noticing.
Lang Shuoyang's mind was racing. He had already seen that there was no trace of yin in Lang Zirou. He verified it with the divine sand and concluded that the Lang Zirou in front of him was not possessed by a ghost at all, but Lang Zixuan himself!
Since it was her, why would she make up another name to deceive herself? Does she like herself and be embarrassed to say it? When he thought of this, Lang Shuoyang couldn't believe it himself, but looking at Lang Zirou holding her arm, there was no pretense.
, did not hide his love for him at all, rested his head on his shoulder, and kept calling himself "husband".
Lang Zirou said: "Husband, you told me last time that I was twenty-six years old, but you didn't feel it at all. I don't know what I did in the past ten years, and I don't remember when I married you.
, do you think I’m stupid?”
Lang Shuoyang said in his heart: Lang Zixuan, since you are teasing me like this, don't blame me for being rude. I must force you to admit that there is no Lang Zirou in this world, only you, Lang Zixuan! Thinking of this, Lang Shuoyang said with courage: "
Zirou, if you want to remember what happened over the years, it’s not difficult. As long as you take off your clothes and sleep with me tonight and do some things that a couple should do, it will remind you of the days when we were together.
Now. Do you dare to do this?"
He thought that if Lang Zixuan pretended to be Lang Zirou to deceive him, she would definitely not agree to him easily. But what he didn't expect was that Lang Zirou lowered his head, stood up with a blushing face, and reached out to unbutton his own buttons: "Husband
, since I am already yours, why wouldn’t I dare to sleep with you?”
Lang Shuoyang thought Lang Zixuan was playing with him and looked at her hands coldly, guessing that she would stop at the last moment.
I saw Lang Zirou unbuttoning, taking off his shirt, unbuttoning his belt, sliding down his pants, and then taking off his bra. At this point, Lang Shuoyang, who was still joking, could no longer calm down. His devilish figure was exposed in the moonlight.
At a glance, although Lang Zirou loves her husband very much, she is still extremely shy at this time. When she was about to remove the last line of defense from her waist, she turned her back in shame. As her underwear came off, Lang Shuoyang jumped out of the distance with a whooshing sound.
, turned around and ran away, shouting: "Master, please stop playing with me, I will never dare to be rude to you again!"
When Lang Zirou turned back, there was no one in front of him, and Lang Shuoyang escaped without a trace.
Lang Shuoyang Fei also seemed to have landed on a cliff, squatting on the iron cable bridge and looking at the bottomless mountain stream, motivating and controlling himself as if his blood was boiling. He was extremely conflicted. To be honest, he liked Lang Zixuan very much, but in his heart, Lang Zixuan
Xuan is like a heavenly being, elusive and unattainable. He doesn't allow himself to be blasphemous in the slightest. Even thinking about it makes him feel guilty. He doesn't dare to expect that Lang Zixuan will like him. But now that he is living in front of him, he can't believe it.
He just couldn't understand why Lang Zixuan would use a virtual Lang Zirou to tease him. Isn't this her character? Could it be that she was too strong and didn't dare to admit who she liked, so she made up a dead ten
The younger sister came out to cover herself?
Lang Shuoyang squatted on the bridge until dawn, feeling that if he didn't go back, Lang Zixuan might be very sad. After thinking about it, he finally gritted his teeth. Since Sister Zixuan didn't want to expose this lie, she liked to pretend to be a weak Lang Zixuan, so she would take advantage of herself.
It's better to act with her, why bother to be more serious? If it's untied, it will embarrass her.
When he returned to Qingtan Valley, he saw that Lang Zirou had put on her clothes and fell asleep on the big bluestone. The rising sun reflected on her beautiful face, and a line of clear tears shone in the sunlight.
Lang Shuoyang saw her huddled up, as if she was a little cold, so he took off his coat and covered her. Lang Zirou moved and murmured: "Husband, do you not want me anymore?"
The voice was infinitely delicate and the little touch was pitiful. Lang Shuoyang felt sad and stretched out his mouth to kiss her gently on the forehead. Lang Zirou stretched out his hand, hugged Lang Shuoyang's neck, and said: "Don't go, I'm afraid."
Lang Shuoyang leaned down, lay beside her, and comforted her: "Don't worry, I won't leave, I will be by your side to protect you."
A smile appeared on Lang Zirou's lips, his eyes still closed, and he put his head into Lang Shuoyang's arms.
Lang Zirou lingered in Lang Shuoyang's arms for a long time before she woke up. After that, she accompanied Lang Shuoyang to practice. At this time, Lang Shuoyang had already learned about Hunyuan Dafa. There was no need for Lang Zixuan to give guidance, he only needed to follow the instructions on the book.
Just give me guidance and practice.
At noon, Lang Zirou boiled water to wash the rice, cooked rice in a clay pot, and stewed vegetables. He was very busy. Although the food was not very delicious, Lang Shuoyang was also full of joy. He has been serving the master for this period of time.
Lang Zixuan, when had he ever been treated like this? Even the water for washing his face was brought to him by Lang Zirou, and then he stood aside with a towel, waiting to wipe his face.
At night, Lang Shuoyang asked Lang Zirou to rest in the cave. He wanted to go back to the hut, but Lang Zirou grabbed him and said softly: "Husband, didn't you say you won't leave me? I want to sleep with you."
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Lang Shuoyang was in a dilemma. During the day, he and Lang Zirou were busy with some things, so they could divert their attention and not think about it. If they slept together at night, facing such a gorgeous beauty, if he couldn't hold it...
I can't even imagine what the consequences will be after Lang Zixuan's transformation comes back.
Especially Lang Zirou's seductive and coquettish voice made him a little fascinated in broad daylight. If they were lying together...
Lang Shuoyang insisted on going back to the hut, but Lang Zirou got up and followed him, saying that she would follow him wherever he slept.
Lang Shuoyang had no choice but to say to himself, Sister Zixuan, if you want to grow up, I will accompany you. If you risk your life, what should I be afraid of? There are no outsiders here anyway!
Lang Shuoyang was lying on a stone couch with all his clothes on. Lang Zirou covered him with a blanket, then shrank down, got into bed, put his arms around Lang Shuoyang's neck and said, "Husband, you said during the day that I would take off your clothes."
Is it true that if you sleep together and do some things that couples do, you can remember the past?"
Lang Shuoyang was afraid that he could not control himself and did not dare to open his eyes to look at her. He closed his eyes and pretended to be very sleepy, saying, "I lied to you. Let's sleep. When you wake up, you may remember the past!"
Lang Zirou put her head in Lang Shuoyang's arms again and asked softly: "What did you say the couple did?"
Lang Shuoyang was holding the soft jade in his arms, smelling the faint fragrance of her hair. Although he tried his best to control himself in his heart, his body reacted and he quickly moved back, fearing that Lang Zirou would notice that the thing under his crotch had quietly raised its head.