blue wind

The next day the cocklebur woke up very early again.When he woke up, he was curled up in Lang Ling's arms, and Lang Ling's arm was around his waist, tightly encircling him in a firm posture.

He moved that arm cautiously, and slid out of Langling's embrace like a soft and boneless snake. He rolled over and got off the bed. When he walked to the window, he looked back with some hesitation. The window flipped away without looking back.

After he left, Lang Ling opened her eyes from the twilight morning light, helplessly touched the bed beside her which was still warm, and sighed vaguely.

I wanted to keep him for a good breakfast.

It took more than a day for Xanthium to disappear, no one knew where he went, even the shadow guards of Tingfeng Pavilion lost his trace not long after chasing him out.

Langling had a headache mediating with other forces, as long as Xanthium hadn't forgotten their agreement, he didn't care about his whereabouts.

On the afternoon of the dinner party, another carriage, which looked luxurious and comfortable, stopped in front of Lingshuang Inn.Langling went downstairs to pick him up in person, and countless pairs of eyes saw him helping a man into his room, and spread the news to all directions as quickly as possible.

After entering the room and closing the door, blocking those probing eyes from the door, Lang Ling put away her tender and affectionate look, and only waved her hand indifferently, the man who was helped in by him understood, and quietly Disappeared in the room without a sound.

It has to be said that Lang Ling was really worried about making Xanthium appear at the dinner "reasonably".

Just at this moment, there were several deliberate noises outside the window, and then his window was knocked lightly again.

Langling opened the window, and was surprised to see Xanthium standing on the eaves outside, completely soaked, her waist-length hair was in messy strands, and the tips of her hair were still dripping water. A puddle of water has already accumulated under the feet, flowing down continuously along the gaps in the tiles.

Langling hurriedly let him in, first took a robe and put it on him, then asked the waiter for hot water.When the hot water arrived, he stripped him naked and pushed him into the bathtub without any explanation, for fear that he would fall ill again after soaking in cold water and blowing the cool breeze for a long time.

Xanthium obediently let him play with it, even when Lang Ling took off his clothes and touched the bat tooth that he had been hiding in the sleeve, he did not resist.When he knelt in the bathtub following Lang Ling's strength, half of his long, smooth hair hung on his shoulders, and the other half slipped and fell into the water, winding and floating, like some kind of algae floating on the water surface.

Langling brought the saponins, took off the black cloth, and washed his hair herself.Xanthium lay on the edge of the bucket, letting Langling's ten fingers run through his long hair, kneading fine foam.

It was the first time for Xanthium to enjoy this kind of treatment, but Langling's skillful technique was obviously not the first time to do this kind of work.He never pulls the hair of cocklebur, but takes care of the corners, especially the sideburns that are always forgotten.

Xanthium was pressed by Lang Ling and rubbed his head for a while, then he relaxed slowly.After a while, he suddenly said, "I don't know how to socialize."

Lang Ling swiped the water to wash off the foam for him, but upon hearing this, she just gave a faint "hmm": "You don't have to speak if you don't want to, just leave it to me."

He paused, and then said, "You can't just go to the dinner party like this, you'll have trouble being recognized, you need to disguise yourself—can you open your eyes?"

Cocklebur was stunned for a moment, then silently shook his head.

Langling sighed: "Then don't wear that black cloth, it's too conspicuous."

Cocklebur gave a soft "hmm".

After washing, Lang Ling wiped her hands, took the black robe and handed it to Cocklebur.Xanthium had already worn it once before, so although the clothes were complicated, he wore them smoothly, and there was no room for Lang Ling to help.Lang Ling saw that he was finished dressing, so she asked him to sit in front of the dressing table, took some cream of unknown composition, wiped it on his forehead, and then put on the matching forehead ornament, so that even if the forehead ornament was not covered tightly, the No one will see the bat pattern hidden underneath.

Lang Ling looked at Xanth's face and felt that it was still a little too pale, so she used a pen to trace his eyebrows, put on a little rouge, and put on lip balm. Then she was satisfied, and took out a comb for him. hair.

Cang Er couldn't see, and he didn't know what Lang Ling was smearing on his face, but he knew it wasn't poisonous.He felt that Langling's set of movements was really proficient, as if he had done it thousands of times, he couldn't help being a little puzzled, but he didn't know how to speak.

Langling raised her head by chance, and saw Xanthium hesitant to speak from the bronze mirror.That expression was really easy to figure out, he couldn't help but smile: "What's the matter, what do you want to say?"

Xanthium felt that he probably had no position to ask this question, so he stopped there and shook his head.

The comb runs from the top of his head to the ends of his hair.Langling stared at the top of the cocklebur's hair in the silence, and said in a low voice, "I know what you want to ask."

Xanthium was surprised and raised his head slightly.

"Your expression is so easy to understand...you want to ask me why I'm so proficient, right?" Langling slowly combed all the knotted places little by little, so that every stroke can be combed from the beginning to the end. Then I inserted the comb into the skirt of the clothes, separated a few strands and started weaving.

"When my mother was still there, that's how I dressed her up." His voice was a little ethereal in the gradually covering night, with nostalgia for the past, "My mother loves beauty very much. I have been bedridden for a long time, but the requests are still as many as ever, and I was disgusted by her for a long time at first."

He smiled, put the braided hair up, twisted it around, and pinned it with a flower: "Later, I became proficient after practicing a lot. Now that I haven't practiced for a long time, my hands are a little raw. You shouldn't notice it. ?”

Cocklebur was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I can't see it."

Lang Ling froze for a moment: "Sorry, I..."

"It doesn't matter." Xanthium stared at the mirror, as if staring at himself in the mirror, "It's all... beautiful."

Langling froze for a moment again, noticing the clumsy consolation from Xanthium, her heart softened completely.He looked at Xanthium's lips that were extra moist because of the lip balm, he couldn't hold back after all, turned the person around, leaned over and kissed her.

Cocklebur was trapped in the narrow space between his arms and the seat, and was forced to bear it with his face up.They entangled their lips and tongues for a long time before finally separating due to lack of oxygen.

If it wasn't for the banquet in the near future, Cang'er had no doubt that she had already been pushed onto the bed by Lang Ling.

Knowing this, Lang Ling was quite restrained.He let go of the cocklebur, wiped off the silver thread at the corner of his lips with his thumb, and filled it up a little with lip balm, and then twisted his hair.

In the end, Langling braided three braids for Xanthium, one big one was coiled on top and fixed with tassels, the other two small ones, one on each side, hung down on his chest, and the rest of the braids were gathered behind his back and matched with braids. At first glance, this outfit looks like a boy of a different race from West Desert.

Lang Ling looked at her masterpiece in the mirror, and after a while, she lowered her eyes, took the comb off her skirt, and stared at the comb in her hand in a daze.After a while, he called softly: "Cocklebur."

Xanthi tilted his head, one of the pigtails slipped off his leg and fell into the air.

"Do you know, you are the first person to comfort me." Lang Ling said softly, "Since I became the pavilion master."

He started to pack his things together: "They all felt that... I didn't need comfort."

Cocklebur was silent.He stood up, walked quietly behind Langling, and gave him a gentle hug.

Langling grabbed his hand that was around him.He said softly, "Thank you."

Xanthium didn't speak, but just rubbed against Lang Ling's back.

Lang Ling's heart was still a little heavy, but at this moment he made her laugh.He turned around and rubbed the top of Xanthium's head casually: "Why do you always look like a cat. Speaking of which, if you say that you are a monster in the mountains, I'm afraid I won't be surprised."

"I'm not." Cocklebur said in a low voice.

"Just kidding." Lang Ling kissed him on the forehead, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Cocklebur's lips moved, but finally remained silent.

He was so silent most of the time, so Lang Ling didn't think there was anything wrong.He asked a few shadow guards to go down to prepare the carriage, fearing that the identity of the cocklebur would be exposed, so he simply brought the set of make-up tools with him.

When everything was ready, it was time for them to set off.When Langling walked downstairs with her arms around Xanthium's waist, Liu Hongshan and the woman in yellow named Yingying were already waiting in the hall.

Seeing them coming down, Liu Hongshan greeted them with a smile.His eyes fell on Xan'er, a flash of amazement flashed in his eyes, he first thought about how to lure the person over, and then he stopped his thoughts after realizing that this was Langling's person, and felt puzzled belatedly .

He never heard that Lang Ling likes men?

Compared with him, the jealousy in the eyes of the woman named Yingying was hardly concealed.She didn't miss the flash of amazement in Liu Hongshan's eyes, she almost gritted her teeth with hatred.

She is very clear about Liu Hongshan's fickleness. If he takes a fancy to that man and Lang Ling agrees, she will probably be exchanged to Lang Ling as an exchange item. At that time, who knows what will happen to her!

She finally jumped out of the last fire pit, even if she just got out of the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den, she couldn't let go!

It's just that she hasn't had any bad thoughts yet, Lang Ling has already noticed her malicious eyes one step ahead, and immediately glanced at her sharp eyes, the fierceness in her eyes made her feel cold, and she lowered her head subconsciously.

She had no doubt that if she thought of something she shouldn't have, that man would kill her immediately.

But at the same time, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

Since that big man valued this boy so much, even if Liu Hongshan proposed an exchange, he would probably not agree.

Lang Ling stared at her for a while, then finally withdrew her gaze, only silently guarding in her heart.

Xanthium was used to this kind of gaze, so he didn't care at all.He just felt a little uncomfortable being held by Lang Ling's waist, even walking felt a little strange.

So in the silence, it was Liu Hongshan who first spoke with a smile: "I don't know what to call this young master?"

It was Lang Ling who answered him: "His surname is Cang."

Seeing Lang Ling's answer, Liu Hongshan's eyes flashed with surprise.He quickly calmed down and said with a smile, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Young Master Cang."

Xanthium didn't know what to say, so she turned to look at Langling.

Langling smiled apologetically at Liu Hongshan: "He's more shy, so tell me what's going on."

Liu Hongshan is worthy of being the head of Liujiazhuang, and she reacted very quickly: "So that's the case, Mr. Cang, I offended you."

Xanthium nodded at Liu Hongshan, and tugged on Lalangling's sleeve in private.

He didn't like the way that guy looked at him very much, so he subconsciously turned to Lang Ling for help.

Langling naturally sensed Xanth's silent plea for help.He pretended to look at the sky, and said, "It's getting late, if we don't leave, we might be late."

Liu Hongshan looked at the sky, and it was indeed too late, so she agreed with Lang Ling's words.

The group finally boarded the carriage and headed towards their destination.

The author has something to say: Don’t worry, that woman won’t be a demon, Lord Lang’s eyes are scary enough (bushi)