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Cocklebur naturally heard this uncontrollable laugh.He turned his face expressionlessly, stared quietly at Langling for a while, silently picked up a chopstick dish for Langling, and then lowered his head to quietly pick up the rice.

It's like saying clearly with actions: you can eat, stop laughing.

Langling didn't expect that cocklebur would be willing to serve him food, she was stunned for a moment and came back to her senses, the dignified Pavilion Master Tingfeng felt a little flattered.

After all, he had always been the one who treated Xanths differently, but Xanths often made people feel indifferent. Occasionally, they would run away without a trace, which almost made him doubt himself.

In fact, most of the time, Lang Ling felt a subtle sense of frustration in front of Xan'er.

It’s the kind of frustration of taking the other party’s helplessness, as if everything you are proud of is just a glimpse in the other party’s eyes; it’s as if even if you cry hoarsely, the other party will just watch it as a farce .

That guy always looked indifferent, deserted, as if one day the Shanghua Mountain collapsed before his eyes, this person would only die calmly.

It's rare to force a little embarrassment other than indifference on Xanthium annuum, and earn a chopsticks of food from his sweetheart's own hands. Although the original intention is to gag him, this does not prevent Lang Ling from being in a good mood and eating more. After two mouthfuls of food, he didn't forget to ask the waiter for another plate of preserved fruit.

It's a pity that this plate of cocklebur was unwilling to touch it again no matter what, so Langling had no choice but to put away her little thoughts regretfully, and picked some nutritious but not too nourishing ones and put them in the cocklebur bowl, so as not to be empty-handed. Supplemented, and then eat bad body.

After all, the cocklebur really starved himself for a day and a half, and was being fed by Lang Ling at this time, and finally unknowingly wiped out more than half of the food on the table.Of course, the remaining half went into Langling's stomach. Although he was obsessed with feeding cocklebur and couldn't extricate himself, in order to ensure sufficient physical strength, the warrior's appetite was larger than ordinary people, so there was not much food on this table. waste.

Although the night was dark, there were still many people drinking and guessing in the hall of the restaurant. In order to avoid trouble, Lang Ling carefully put on the cap for Xan'er, and dragged him into a carriage through the back door of the restaurant.

The cocklebur that was full of food and drink seemed more obedient and harmless, he obediently followed Lang Ling into the car, and before he could sit down, he was pulled into his arms by Lang Ling.The man held his waist with one hand, and gently rubbed his stomach with the other, as if he was worried that he would last.

But he obviously has nothing, so why does this person persist in pestering him?

Xanthium let him do what he did, but he was still puzzled by this problem.

Langling was just rubbing through the clothes, but seeing that the cocklebur didn't resist, her hands gradually became disheveled, and after a while, the palms were already attached to the skin of the cocklebur's abdomen.

Cocklebur's long eyelashes trembled, she glanced at him quietly, then moved away again, without speaking.

Langling didn't want to have anything to do with Xanthium in this carriage, but this person was so obedient that he couldn't help but feel bad again, and moved his palm down on purpose.

Xanthium's eyelashes trembled violently, she glanced at him again, lowered her eyes, and still didn't speak, as if she had acquiesced.

This glance made Lang Ling almost unable to hold back and really stretched out a sinful hand to him.

Fortunately, he was still concerned about the physical condition of the cocklebur, and there was nothing on the carriage, so he didn't want to treat this person slowly, so he calmed down, moved his hand up again, and gave the cocklebur a proper manner. Rubbing his stomach.

Xanthi glanced at him in surprise, then followed Lang Ling's strength and obediently lay back on his lap.

After a while, the carriage still didn't move, and Xanthium became a little anxious, sneaking glances at Langling from time to time.Langling stroked his long hair to comfort him, suddenly his expression changed, and he said with a smile: "Don't worry, you can leave right away."

Xanthium didn't know why, until Langling lifted the curtain and went down, took another small jar, brought up an oiled paper bag, and handed the oiled paper bag to him.

Xanthium took it in a daze, put it under the tip of his nose and smelled it.

It is the unique sweet taste of preserved fruit.

"This kind of snow fruit is a special product here. The skill of making preserved fruit is also handed down by the shopkeeper's ancestors. You can't buy it elsewhere. The shopkeeper doesn't have many suns. I asked him to get this can. You can take it away later. That's it, it should be able to eat for a long time." Lang Ling naturally put the small pot in the cocklebur's arms, "That pack is specially reserved, if you feel tired, just open it and eat."

Xanthium subconsciously supported the jar, and was silent for a long time, but in the end he still didn't refuse his kindness, opened the oiled paper bag, and slowly ate the preserved fruit.

The horse pulling the cart snorted, raised its hooves, and walked forward with a rattling sound. The wheels pressed against the bluestone road and rattled.

As the largest intelligence organization in Jianghu, Tingfeng Pavilion naturally has a branch in Tianxing City. Although there is no three-story building like Xiyang City, it is still a rather large mansion. It's not worse than the average wealthy family.

The carriage stopped in front of the vermilion lacquered gate.Lang Ling led Xan'er out of the carriage, walked into the gate, walked around the huge screen, and walked all the way to the bedroom for people to rest.

Cocklebur walked all the way, but didn't hear many footsteps in this huge mansion.Perhaps because of Lang Ling's connivance, he felt a little doubtful, and asked, "Doesn't Tingfeng Pavilion sell information?"

Langling laughed: "Of course it's for sale, otherwise, how can the entire expenditure of the pavilion be maintained? But when it comes to selling information, it's not here anymore. There are also shops in Tingfeng Pavilion on the side of the street. Very few Some people know that Tingfeng Pavilion is actually divided into 'Ming Pavilion' and 'Dark Pavilion', 'Ming Pavilion' is the one that sells information on the surface, and 'Dark Pavilion' is the place where information is actually stored."

Xanthium hesitantly said: "Then here and..."

Lang Ling admitted readily: "They are all 'dark pavilions'."

Xanthium blinked and said "Oh", but did not express anything special.

Langling thought he didn't understand the hint, and was a little disappointed, but when he entered the room, he had just closed the door when he turned around and saw Xanthium taking off his clothes.

Langling: "...wait a minute!"

He rushed over in three steps at a time, hurriedly pulled up the front of the cocklebur, and said with a headache, "What is this for?"

"Fuck me." Cocklebur said lightly, tilting his head, looking extremely puzzled, "Don't you want to?"

Lang Ling choked for breath.

He didn't want to, how could he not want to?How can someone who doesn't want to draw such a picture unconsciously?

In his dreams, he wanted to pin that person down, make him cry and beg for mercy, and make him stamp his mark from body to heart, from the inside to the outside!

But he couldn't... couldn't say that.

He knew in his heart that Xanthium must have regarded this time as a deal again, if he admitted this time, it would be difficult to get his relationship with Xanthium back on track.

But before he could figure out why, Xanthium spoke again.

"Thinking about it," the man glanced at him, and said quietly, "I have nothing but this body."

Langling was at a loss for words.At a certain moment, he suddenly understood what Xanth was thinking - he didn't believe, he didn't believe that someone would be nice to another person for no reason.If he doesn't pay some price, he will never accept the warmth with peace of mind, because he is afraid that there will be a bigger shadow behind this warmth.

So what was in front of him was simply a dilemma—he believed that Xanthium would regard all the good things he treated him as a transaction, and might never know his sincerity; She will never accept any kindness from him again, and may even avoid him for the rest of her life.

Before waiting for his answer, Xanthium murmured again: "Many people covet this body."

So it's not surprising that Lang Ling has taken a fancy to it.Moreover, with Lang Ling's ability, he couldn't escape.

It's just that he is not a heartless person. Lang Ling is the only one who is willing to treat him well for this, and is so kind to him, so he has nothing to do with it.

After all, this was the only warm thing within the price he could pay.

In fact, he is also greedy for this kind of warmth.

It's just that his words seemed to bring some kind of bad stimulus to Lang Ling, the man suddenly leaned over and said nervously, "You...they didn't do anything to you?"

"No." Xanthium said softly, "I killed them all."

He paused, glanced at Lang Ling, and said vaguely, "I only... live with you."

He had killed many people who were addicted to pleasure-seeking, so he was naturally wary of such a thing that made people lose their minds. Later, by chance, he personally experienced it at Lang Ling's place, and he kept a respectful distance from him.

He also knew that there would be people who cared about whether the bed partner was "clean" or not, but he was not a girl, and he couldn't prove anything, so he could only hope that Lang Ling would believe his words.

But Lang Ling's brows were still furrowed, and he even became very serious.

"Cocklebur, tell me." He said softly, "Where did you learn these things, including the time you waited for me on the bed in Xiyang City wearing only a robe?"

Xanthium said blankly: "...the brothel."

really.

He knew that this guy probably didn't know any serious knowledge, and he only knew a little about it in those romantic places. He has a good color and doesn't care about himself. The one who was able to be clean and complete before it fell into his hands was thanks to this man's excellent assassination skills, and he was usually elusive and elusive, so he never saw anyone.

He couldn't even imagine what terrible things would happen to this person if he was caught.

He hugged her in his arms and said firmly, "Forget what you learned, it's all the rules of the prostitutes and young men in the brothel to pick up customers, you shouldn't learn this."

It's not satisfying, so don't he mean it?

Xanthium blinked slowly, feeling a little imperceptibly disappointed.

In fact, he was really trying to sell himself.

"You don't need...no, I will never let you fall to that level." Langling's arms tightened a bit, "You don't need to send yourself out in such a hurry, at least...at least you You have to know how to protect yourself."

"Sorry, it's a bit messy." He forced a smile, "I just want to say that what you said is not important. I am different from those whores. They don't care about it."

"But I like you, Xanthium. I will treat you well." He said every word, carefully, as if making some kind of oath, "Forever."

The author has something to say: Appeared!Classic quotes from scumbags! (bushi)

Cocklebur attack progress; 20%

Sweet words can make Cang Zai's heart flutter, but it will never make his heart flutter so much. It's cold but you still have to take practical actions!

Also, as expected, pure and lustful feelings are my favorite (stop your dangerous speech!)

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