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Langling felt that something was wrong with Xanthium inexplicably these two days.

He couldn't tell what was wrong, after all, Xanthium kept its own place and was very obedient as always.

If I have to say it, I can only say that he is too obedient, which makes people feel like the calm before the storm.

By the way, speaking of it... is today the last day of that one-month period?

Realizing this, Lang Ling paused the brush in her hand.I didn't think there was anything before, but after thinking about it, I felt a little strange reluctance for no reason.

That very interesting person is leaving tomorrow... no, maybe tonight.

Lang Ling lowered her eyes, staring at the file under her hand.Those square characters were originally arranged neatly, but they were slowly distorted under his long-gazing eyes, like a group of demons and ghosts with claws and claws, and like some kind of obscure spell.

He stared at it for a long time, but nothing came into his mind.In the end, he put the writing brush aside irritably, crossed his fingers on the table, and leaned back on the chair weakly, letting his thoughts slowly empty.

These days, he sent people to make incense more than once, but for some reason, although the fragrance that came out had some flavor, it could temporarily relieve his headache, but after all, it lacked the charm, and did not have the naturalness of cocklebur. The cool scent of cedar is relaxing.

In fact, it is strange to say that the identity of cocklebur is clearly the least reassuring thing, but when Langling took people into his arms, playing with the hair and sniffing the cold fragrance, the restlessness in his heart completely melted his peace of mind, and even The efficiency of reading those trivial tabloids is much higher.

It is not every day that there are major events in the arena.In ordinary days, these trivial tabloids are the most annoying, and since Langling found out that there are cockleburs, his efficiency can almost double, and every time he looks around the cockleburs as he did at the beginning. Dossier——The left and right cockleburs are very quiet, and the whole person is thin. Sitting in his arms, it doesn't take up much space.

Xanthium only thinks of himself as a puppet, and he just treats it as a puppet.

He adapted well to this kind of life, not to mention liking it, but at least he didn't resist it.In the days of a pool of stagnant water, it is also very interesting to be hit by people and make some waves.

It's just that the person is leaving.

Lang Ling narrowed her eyes, and subconsciously made a rhythmic "da da" sound with her thumb on the table, thinking about the possibility of keeping him for a while longer.

At this moment, a crisp sound of porcelain breaking came from outside the door.

When he was interrupted while thinking about things, Lang Ling frowned displeasedly, and then thought that the only person who could make such a big commotion on his territory could only be that one person, so he could only rub his temples, stood up and asked go outside.

When he went to the intersection of the zigzag-shaped corridor and the stairs outside, he saw Xanthium knelt on the ground with a servant, picking up the broken porcelain pieces on the floor, and there was still a vague shadow of a bottle.The servant was trembling, his hands were trembling, but the cocklebur was very calm, slowly gathering some small pieces back.

It's just that Langling saw the blood-dripping wound on Xanth's hand that was cut open by broken porcelain.His gaze moved involuntarily to the jade-white porcelain stained with bright red blood spots, and he felt a little thrilling.

"What's going on?" Lang Ling's tone was very light, but how could the servants who have been serving in the pavilion all year round not be able to hear that he was angry, and immediately shook his hands in fright, and even the broken pieces of porcelain that had just been gathered fell back together Regardless of the ground, he just kowtowed his head tremblingly: "It's a villain...a villain...inadvertently... bumping into this...this young master..."

He hesitated until the end, and didn't even dare to say a word of begging for mercy.

Lang Ling frowned slightly.

The servant didn't even dare to say a word, just knelt on the ground, didn't dare to lift his head, trembling.

Langling gave him a cold look, then turned her gaze to Xanthium.

Cocklebur didn't seem to realize what happened.He was still kneeling there, but he just heard a familiar voice, so he straightened up, turned his head to this side, and still held a handful of broken porcelain in his hand, with a somewhat dazed expression on his face.

Lang Ling saw blood flowing from between his fingers.

This time he frowned fiercely, stepped on a pile of fragments and walked straight over, swept away the pile of broken porcelain in Xan'er's hand, pulled him up from the ground with his wrist clasped, and dragged him back without saying a word Leaving, only said coldly, "clean up".

Xanthium heard that the servant breathed a sigh of relief, thanked behind them in trepidation, and then quickly cleaned up the broken porcelain pieces on the floor.

He was obediently dragged into the room by Lang Ling.

Lang Ling dragged him to sit down on the bed, went to get the wound medicine herself, and stretched out her hand to signal him: "Show me your hands."

Cocklebur took a look at him, and slowly put her hand in his palm.

They were a pair of very beautiful hands with pale complexion, slender fingers, and well-defined joints. If it weren't for the thin calluses that were used to holding swords on the palms, anyone would think that they were hands playing the piano and painting.

It's just that these hands are now covered with thin scratches. The wounds are not deep, but they are numerous and dense, and many of them are still oozing blood. It looks shocking.

Langling took a white cloth, wiped away the blood carefully, and pressed the deep wounds that were still bleeding one by one to stop the bleeding, then took the good ointment and slowly applied it.

Xan'er tilted his head, let Langling fiddle with his hands for a while, then suddenly said: "He is afraid of you."

"Well," Lang Ling's subordinates kept moving, "Why, I want to ask why?"

Xanth hesitated for a moment, then nodded lightly, and then remembered that Langling was treating his wound, so he might not be able to see it, so he responded in a low voice.

He is really curious.Over the past month, he and Lang Ling have been facing each other almost day and night, and he has never seen that person beat, scold and punish his subordinates. Besides, Lang Ling can't even say bad things about him, let alone treat his own people badly, so he really wants to I don't understand why the servant is afraid of being like this.

At this time, Lang Ling had already applied the medicine on him, and when he heard his response, she raised her head to look at him, and suddenly smiled a little unpredictably.

"Because three people broke things one after another, and I rode to death." He said lightly, "It happened half a year before you came."

The pride of holding the power of life and death made Xan'er tremble subtly.

"I'm not a good person, I told you earlier," Lang Ling held his hand, an inexplicable light flashed in her eyes, "Why are you shaking, are you afraid?"

Cocklebur didn't make a sound.

Lang Ling just looked at him like this for a long while, then finally lowered her head again, and said calmly while wrapping a bandage on him: "At that time, when dealing with traitors, I found out a few secret operations, and it was difficult to deal with them clearly, so I made some excuses. So much so that the people in the pavilion thought that I don't like people breaking things, so be careful."

He paused, then smiled again: "I really don't like people breaking things."

There was no deep meaning in what he said, but Xanthium didn't know whether he really didn't understand or pretended not to understand, so he didn't respond.

He just waited quietly for Lang Ling to finish bandaging him.

Lang Ling's bandaging skills are not bad, and she is very particular about it, but she is a bit slow. You can tell at a glance that she learned it from some Xinglin master, rather than figuring it out by herself after being injured too much like Xanthium.He carefully wrapped the hands and fingers of Xanthium annulus one by one, and finally tied a slipknot on the wrist, leaving a few inches to look at the elegant and rich, and it was completed.

"Let's talk about it, what's the matter?" After the bandage was finished, Lang Ling squeezed the palm of the cocklebur and asked casually.

"He came up, I went over and bumped into it." Xanthium replied.

Langling raised her eyebrows.

What a cocklebur-style concise answer.

However, even if he is blind, he can still be the number one killer in the Jianghu, because he can't dodge and hit someone in time?

This seems a little unreasonable.

"Don't you think I'm stupid, cocklebur." Lang Ling sighed, "Where is it hidden, just take it out."

Xanthium was surprised, and looked at him innocently.

"Otherwise, what are you doing bumping into him on purpose?" Lang Ling rolled her hands and grabbed Xan'er's wrist, although she was asking a question, her tone was calm, "Do you want me to search for it myself?"

Xanthium struggled and saw that Langling was holding her tightly and couldn't break free, so she also gave up doing futile work, and only slightly raised her head: "If you don't believe me, you can search for it yourself."

Looking at his calm look, Lang Ling suddenly became suspicious.He was silent for a long time, and finally said, "I don't believe you."

"Of course." Cocklebur nodded.

Langling couldn't find any expression on his face, whether it was the grievance of being wronged or the guilt of being afraid of being found out.

This made him doubt his own judgment.

Still, do a search for peace of mind.

"If I misunderstood you, I will apologize to you." He said seriously.

Cocklebur's heart skipped a beat.He stared at Lang Ling through the black cloth, and suddenly fell backward the moment he let go of his hand.

Langling was startled, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to grab him, but she only grabbed the corner of the sleeve under the deliberate dodge of Xanthium.

...Then under the action of gravity, most of the cocklebur's robe was pulled away.

Lang Ling watched helplessly as the man collapsed on the soft bed, with unruly hair and disheveled robes, revealing a thin neck and most of his chest, including the alluring plum color on his chest.

Only then did he belatedly realize that there was not an inch of this guy's robe under his coat.

The originally tense atmosphere suddenly became extravagant and gorgeous.

"You..." Lang Ling opened his mouth after a while, and only after speaking did he realize that his voice was hoarse.He coughed uncomfortably as a cover-up: "What is this... can't escape, □□me?"

"□□?" Cocklebur tilted his head, as if he was thinking about the meaning of this word.After a while, he nodded seriously as if he had come to some conclusion: "Forget it."

Lang Ling looked down at him.

From this angle, cocklebur is really beautiful.The white skin on the navy blue robe pierced his eyes, the long hair winding between the soft bed touched his heart, and the cold fragrance wafting in the cool air seduced his desire, but this guy didn't have the slightest sense of consciousness. Tilting his head slightly, he showed a serious expression.

It looks like an evildoer who confuses people's hearts, and a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks; it makes people want to bully and abuse, but also makes people want to cherish and cherish.

... such a contradictory existence.

No matter how much Lang Ling wanted to know where Xanth hid the broken porcelain pieces, it didn't matter at this moment.

He clearly knew that he had a desire for cocklebur.

One month was enough for him to understand that what Chi Sui had said before was all lies.It was his body that remembered the sweetness he had tasted, so he had an inexplicable stress response to the approach of cocklebur, wanting to get close, want to touch, want... to possess.

Now this guy packs himself up as a gift to repay his kindness, so it is convenient for him not to suppress that desire anymore.

Langling narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her hand to press Xanthi's chest, and slowly bent down.

"Xan'er, you should know that you and I have long been husband and wife, no matter how particular my skills are, they can't restrain me now." He said flatly, "You came to my door...I won't Sit still."

He knows.

Xanthium stretched its body, showing the most defenseless posture in front of Lang Ling's eyes, every move seemed to be an invitation.

It is because he knows that he has the courage to seduce people.

"It seems that you are clear." Langling bit the Adam's apple that Cocklebur took the initiative to expose, and said vaguely, "You are not small, you have planned it a long time ago, haven't you?"

Cocklebur didn't say yes or no.He fumbled and pulled off Lang Ling's belt.

It was like lighting a fire, an endless fire.

Langling waved her hand and put down the bed curtain, covering the lively and fragrant room.