I have the beauty of the villain's love

Chapter 88 Zhou Lang Gu

"Xie Xiaohou, the young master you asked me to entertain just now ran away by himself." When Hua Niang said, she kept her head down, afraid that Xie Yinghuai would blame her.

Xie Yinghuai had already guessed such an ending.

Seeing that Nan Fenglian dared to pester Zhou Lang, he must have ran back to the palace crying.

Seeing Xie Yinghuai's silence, Huaniang became more and more disturbed, "Xie Xiaohou?"

"She ran away." Xie Yinghuai waved her hand, "You, go and deliver a cup of 'Thousand Days Drunk' to Yunzhuang's room, and let Yunzhuang persuade Zhou Lang to drink it."

Seeing that Xie Yinghuai didn't care about this matter, Hua Niang breathed a sigh of relief, obeyed his orders, and hurriedly went to do it.

A quarter of an hour later.

Xie Yinghuai got up from the couch, pushed the door and went to the next door, Yun Zhuang was still in the room, when she heard the knock on the door, she came to open the door, she saw the person standing at the door, and saluted, "Xie Xiaohou."

"Did he drink 'Thousand Days Drunk'?" Xie Yinghuai glanced into the room and saw that Zhou Lang had collapsed on the bed.

Yun Zhuang also took a look into the room, "Yes."

"Okay, you go down." Xie Yinghuai said.

No matter how much reluctance Yun Zhuang felt in her heart at this moment, she did not dare to stay any longer.She had agreed with Young Master Xie that it was only for one night, and there would be no more entanglements in the future.

After dismissing Yun Zhuang, Xie Yinghuai entered the room, closed the door, glanced at the golden step shaker and the broken teacup on the ground, pursed his lips, and walked to the bed.

The bed curtain was lifted by the golden hook, Xie Yinghuai still felt that he couldn't see clearly, so he stretched out his hand and used a fan to raise the bed curtain higher, and carefully looked at the person lying on the bed.

The so-called thousand-day drunk is actually a kind of strong wine, but the thousand-day drunk in the Fuchun building, and because of the addition of some things, one cup can make people unconscious.Xie Yinghuai bent down and looked carefully at Zhou Lang's cheek.

"You are comfortable. I will suffer next door." Xie Yinghuai knew that Zhou Lang couldn't hear him, so he boldly said what he had always wanted to say.

Zhou Lang's cheeks were flushed, and his lips were even more attractively red.

Xie Yinghuai sat on the side of the bed, pressed and kneaded Zhou Lang's lips with his fingers, Zhou Lang thought it was cloud makeup, and opened his lips to hold the fingertips on his lips.

The temperature in his mouth was as high as the temperature in his body.

"You are more than a hundred times more moving than that cloud makeup." Xie Yinghuai stretched out his hand to caress Zhou Lang's chest, his clothes were already scattered, and now they were all exposed.

Zhou Lang fell asleep with his head on his side, his bare chest was slightly red from the smell of alcohol.

Xie Yinghuai stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked it, in exchange for Zhou Lang's soft hum.

Yun Zhuang also left some marks on Zhou Lang's body, Xie Yinghuai would bite if he saw it.Some are heavier, he bites harder, some are lighter, he just sucks gently with the skin in his mouth.

Xie Yinghuai didn't stop until Zhou Lang's visible skin was covered with teeth marks.

"Let me see if Linghu Yin broke you." Xie Yinghuai said these words in Zhou Lang's ears. He always wanted to say these words to Zhou Lang when he woke up, but He also had to consider whether Zhou Lang could bear it.

The hem of the clothes was lifted, and the weak legs were folded together.

Xie Yinghuai raised his hand to put down the bed curtain, and then threw out two pieces of clothes.

"It's redder, but also softer." Xie Yinghuai said tenderness in his mouth, but the movements of his hands were not so gentle.

Zhou Lang, who was lying on the couch, felt a little uncomfortable. He wanted to close his legs, but he didn't know that the ankles of his legs were all wrapped up by his belt.

"I'll see if it's broken inside."

Zhou Lang's shoulder blades began to rise and fall, and he hummed softly.

"Be good." Xie Yinghuai pressed on Zhou Lang's body, wrapped Zhou Lang's arm with a red veil with a golden hook, so that his hands could only be behind his back.

The sweet fragrance in the room became more and more intense.

Two shadows intersected by a tulle overlap.

"I found something good for you to use, so that you won't cry and cry for pain again." Xie Yinghuai pulled out the hairpin on his head, letting his long hair fall down on Zhou Lang's back.He wrapped the hairpin in ointment and poked it into Zhou Lang's body.

The hairpin was cold jade, and when it was taken out again, it was already slightly hot.

Xie Yinghuai wrapped some more and pushed in, and waited until the sound of gurgling water came out before giving up.

"I still love you the most, don't I?" Although Zhou Lang was drunk, he still reacted.When Xie Yinghuai wanted him to respond, he put more strength in his hands, and Zhou Lang hummed softly twice, as if responding to him.

Xie Yinghuai was also extremely impatient, but he still endured the foreplay.

The last time was the first time, and I don't know what Zhou Lang's pain has become.In the future, he wants to spend a good time with Zhou Lang, but he must not be so rude all the time, otherwise he will ruin him, what should he do.

Of course, it is also a kind of taste to be rude once in a while.

The ointment that Xie Yinghuai pushed in contained a little aphrodisiac. After a while, Zhou Lang couldn't bear the continuous panting.

"It's terrible." Xie Yinghuai took off the last piece of clothing on her body, threw it on the bed, and the clothes slid down along the bed.The spotless white clothes and the red satin embroidered with mandarin ducks and acacia flowers were stacked together, and it was hard to tell whether it weakened the gorgeous and extravagant feeling, or aggravated the depraved look.

All ten of Zhou Lang's fingers were well-grown, and his nails were like flower petals, transparent but with a touch of pink.Xie Ying held his ten fingers in his arms, but he still felt dissatisfied when he held it in his mouth.

Sometimes he really wanted Zhou Langneng to melt into his body and blood like water this week.

He and Zhou Lang had known each other for an unknown amount of time, and he couldn't remember clearly... He fled from the imperial city in a hurry, and met such a prodigal son who was addicted to beauty.However, when this prodigal flirts with a woman, even his heart is taken away.

Losing his heart, he still doesn't know it at all, until he really touches him once, he realizes that his bones and blood are full of his feelings.

The wet liquid was squeezed out.

Because it was soaked in ointment, when I went in, I didn't feel the awkward feeling of last time.

Xie Yinghuai snorted softly, he lowered his eyes, the peach blossom eyes really turned into spring water, and when Zhou Lang opened his eyes, he could see his full of affection.

Zhou Lang wanted to curl up his legs, but his ankles were already bound.

"In a few days, come back to the Marquis Mansion with me, okay?" Xie Yinghuai nodded heavily.

Zhou Lang frowned and snorted, he still wanted to keep his legs together.

"I'll take it as if you agreed." Xie Yinghuai's long hair was entangled with Zhou Lang's, and he stretched out his arms to wrap around Zhou Lang's waist, "If you agree, you are not allowed to go back on your word."

More wet stuff poured out.

"Hmm—" It was just an unbearable hum.

The drunk Zhou Lang was still at a loss for this feeling.

"When Linghuyin is dead, I will hide you." Xie Yinghuai smiled softly, but the arm pinching Zhou Lang's waist became tighter and tighter.

Zhou Lang could bear it at first, but when Xie Yinghuai couldn't bear to whip him up, he finally couldn't bear it.His soft hums were stacked one on top of the other, and Xie Yinghuai's long hair fell on him and was constantly teased because of his movements, it seemed that his whole body had fallen into some kind of bizarre situation.

Xie Yinghuai was also panting badly, he pinched Zhou Lang's waist as if he was going to break it.

Zhou Lang swayed like a willow, his long hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his body.Thin, weak, unbearable crying.

This should have been a cry of pain, but for some reason it was mixed with a hint of sweetness.

This kind of completely unfamiliar sweetness.

Xie Yinghuai also had a layer of sweat on his body, and the hair sticking to his cheeks did not make him embarrassed, but instead made his facial features that looked refined from the world a bit more enchanting.

He was extremely thirsty, but he didn't want to drink water. The only antidote was the people under him.

Xie Yinghuai's lips were branded on Zhou Lang's shoulder blades, that spot was surprisingly hot, Xie Yinghuai took a light bite.

He didn't dare to bite too hard, even if the teeth marks left would disappear soon - but he really wanted to leave marks on Zhou Lang's body.

More liquid wet the bedding.

The bound ankle was branded with a faint red mark from the hard struggle.

"Are you comfortable?"

Xie Yinghuai licked the most sensitive part behind Zhou Lang's ear, in exchange for a soft snort from his nostrils, "Mmm—"

With a smile on his lips, the darkness in his eyes finally emerged without any concealment...

When Zhou Lang woke up, he felt extremely heavy, as if he was holding someone in his arms. He looked down and saw Yun Zhuang curled up in his arms without an inch of body.

"Yun Zhuang." As soon as Zhou Lang opened his mouth, he felt a severe pain in his throat.

Yun Zhuang, who was in his arms, trembled slightly, raised her eyes, and looked at him with a pair of water-colored eyes, "Zhou Lang."

Zhou Lang was very dizzy, and the room was still lit with red warm lamps, so he couldn't tell when he appeared.

Yun Zhuang sat up, picked up the bellyband beside the bed, and tied it on her body.

Looking at her appearance, Zhou Lang knew what happened, but he was so dizzy that he couldn't remember the whole story.He just remembered drinking a glass of wine, and then...

"Zhou Lang." Yun Zhuang put on a layer of tulle and lay down again, with her snow-white arms resting on Zhou Lang's body.

Zhou Lang felt like his body was falling apart, every bone was dangling, but when he heard Yun Zhuang's voice, he still held back the discomfort, "Huh?"

"You last night..."

"Huh?" Zhou Lang was also curious about what happened to him and Yun Zhuang.

"When you hugged me last night, you suddenly called me by a name." Yun Zhuang said.

Zhou Lang kissed her shoulder, "You are in my arms, who else should I call?"

"You called General Linghu last night." Of course Xie Yinghuai taught her what Yun Zhuang said. Last night, Zhou Lang and Xie Yinghuai had a tumultuous night. Zhou Lang, where does he have the strength to dream and talk in his sleep?

Zhou Lang froze when he heard what Yun Zhuang said.

"Last night, you called his name while yelling not to - you scared me to death." Yun Zhuang said.

Zhou Lang's face became a little embarrassed.

Did he really dream of Linghuyin?Also...how is it with him?But he has already left the frontier, and has nothing to do with Linghuyin, why do he still dream of him...

Why didn't Linghu Yin let him go even in his dreams?

Yun Zhuang saw that Zhou Lang's face was so ugly that there was another layer of sweat on his forehead, so he reached out to wipe his forehead, "What's the matter, Zhou Lang—"

When Zhou Lang heard Linghuyin's name, he really didn't want to hang out with the beauty.

The scenes where he was pinned down on the bed by Linghu Yin and couldn't get up forced him to feel ashamed beyond words.

Zhou Lang supported the bed and wanted to sit up, but his buttocks were very slippery and very hot, as if it was going to burn his heart.

This feeling is the same as after the incident with Linghuyin.

It was only the lack of a layer of pain that made him feel that it was just an illusory dream.

But if it was just a dream, why couldn't he stand up with trembling legs.

"Zhou Lang——" Yun Zhuang saw that Zhou Lang was about to get up, and came up to help him.

Zhou Lang insisted on standing up, but before he could stand still, his legs gave way and he fell down.The clothes on him also fell apart.

It was only at this moment that Yun Zhuang saw the traces behind Zhou Lang, and when she came, she only followed the orders of Lord Xie Xiaohou, and snuggled into Zhou Lang's arms tremblingly, not daring to look at him.Now Zhou Lang fell to the ground, his white back was full of tooth marks and sucking marks that had not yet faded.

This……

Only Lord Xie Xiaohou came into his room...

If it is true, then...

Yun Zhuang didn't dare to think about it any further, she stepped forward to cover up Zhou Lang's clothes to cover the tooth marks on his back, and forced a smile, "Zhou Lang, did I suppress you all night? Make your legs weak?"

Zhou Lang was helped by Yun Zhuang to sit on the bed.

If it's not a dream, then why is there no pain? If it's a dream, why is the buttocks so greasy and swollen...

"Did Zhou Lang think of General Linghu?" Yun Zhuang's thoughts were in a mess, just now what Xie Yinghuai asked her to say, she said it upside down.But this was precisely on Zhou Lang's sore spot.

A gentle lover like Zhou Lang was stepped on a sore spot and became rude, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Only then did Yun Zhuang realize that she had said something wrong.Obviously Xie Xiaohou only asked her to give her a little guidance, and told Zhou Lang to hate Linghuyin...

But why should Zhou Lang hate Linghu Yin...

Could it be?

Yun Zhuang didn't dare to think any deeper, how could she intervene in the affairs of these big shots.

"Yun Zhuang, I didn't mean it either." Seeing that Yun Zhuang hadn't spoken for a long time, Zhou Lang knew that he had spoken heavily just now.

Yun Zhuang was full of thoughts now, so she lowered her head and said, "I blame me for saying something wrong. I didn't hear clearly last night. I couldn't tell whether Zhou Lang was calling General Linghu or Miss Linghu. I'm talking nonsense today——Zhou Lang must be careful." Don't be mad at me."

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Linghuyin: After eating, you still have to frame me, you are really great

Xie Yinghuai: After all, I am still a piece of white moonlight. Anyway, you are the king of pots, so it doesn’t matter if you memorize one more

Linghu Yin: MMP