Charming bone fragrance, concubine this snake and scorpion

Leng Rutong quickly rushed into the temple, and when he saw that figure from a distance, he calmed down again, no, isn't this murderous tyrant rumored to be very cruel? If he really wants to hurt Leng Haoran, then It should be to kill him directly, even if he wants to hold him hostage, it's impossible to be so good, and hold Leng Haoran in his arms. . .

Could it be some kind of trick Leng Haoran used?If she rushes up like this and ruins her son's good deed, then the loss outweighs the gain.

Being oiled by such a big devil. . .Her lovely son, forget it, it's better to carefully investigate the situation before taking any action, Leng Rutong thought about tearing off a corner of his clothes, and covered his face.

Regardless of whether her son's scheme is successful or not, when she makes a move later, don't let the big devil see his appearance, and he won't be afraid of him chasing him all over the city in the future. One thing more is worse than one thing less.

Leng Rutong untied her hair tie, her hair of long black hair was scattered on her shoulders, she pulled out a few more strands to her chest, covering most of her face, entered from the small temple gate next to her, and circled around in a big circle In front of the main hall of the temple, squinting his eyes slightly, he saw that the tyrant was slender, with a really good figure, and his back looked quite stalwart, just standing there, he had the demeanor of a tree facing the wind.

Ah, what is this swollen? My son is still in the hands of someone else, so I started admiring him first. Maybe when I look back, that sore face can scare the hell out of me.

Leng Rutong entered the big temple, and the monks in the temple didn't know where to go, the big temple was quiet and cool, Leng Rutong looked around, smoked three sticks of incense from the small incense burner in front of the Buddha, Holding it carefully, she went back to the front of the temple, only to find that the tyrant didn't seem to notice her.

So he straightened up, took three sticks of sandalwood, and walked to the censer where the tyrant was standing.

Ye Fengya was completely caught in a tangle, whether or not this little p kid came to negotiate, and what he was doing. . .Why did he fall asleep like this, and still sleep so soundly, he should strangle him to death, but why couldn't he do it himself.

Either take him back to the barracks, or strangle him to wake him up, but he doesn't want to do both. Could it be that he can only stand here so foolishly with a nasty child in his arms?

Because of Ye Fengya's entanglement, the hostility in her body no longer exists, and what is revealed between her brows is depression and depression.He never thought that he would be at a loss for a child, or he should strangle him to death. If he is so scheming at such a young age, if he doesn't take it for his own use, it will definitely be a big trouble in the future.

But I can't do it. . .This feeling of entanglement is very, very strange to him. Arbitrary is the title given to him by outsiders. Over the years, there is nothing that can make him hesitate.

Leng Rutong walked towards the censer lightly, and inserted three sticks of incense into the censer in a serious manner, squinting at the tyrant standing beside the censer from the corner of his eyes, only half of his face could be seen from the corner of the eye, wow, Just half of the face is so handsome, that face seems to be a perfect artwork deliberately carved by the heavens, isn't it a tyrant, isn't it very cruel, how can it be so white and beautiful.

Isn't this a scam.No, it must be the other half's ugly face.

Leng Rutong moved his footsteps, and Ye Fengya realized that there were other people approaching around him. He turned his head unhurriedly, and when he looked up, he saw a woman with disheveled hair. Her black hair was black and her hair was black. Still veiled?

Seeing that the veil seemed to be torn from the top of the clothes, she stared at him, and she didn't see any panic in her eyes when he found out, her eyes were calm and familiar. . .Ye Fengya's hand twitched suddenly.

A section of muscle was exposed in the arm holding Leng Haoran, and now blue veins appeared, he half-closed his eyes and stared sharply at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him, his lips parted slightly and he almost blurted out: "Tonger..."

Such as fast hospital when coercion.But his absence was only for a few seconds, and he quickly regained his composure. It couldn't be Tonger. Familiar eyes.

Leng Rutong looked at the tyrant calmly, God. . .Why. . .Why is the other half of the face not just full of sores, but also flawless and beautiful like the left face? . .How could such a beautiful man be a violent man who takes pleasure in killing?

Leng Rutong could even feel her heart beating faster the moment she saw him. She had seen a lot of beautiful men. Who in the organization was not a beautiful man, but she had never seen someone as extraordinary and refined as him, and found that he was also sharp Looking at himself carefully, Leng Rutong quickly smiled and said: "Unexpectedly, there are troubles here, and the young master is free to bring his son to pilgrimage."

Shameful, that was obviously her son. . .This pig, Leng Haoran, didn't respond at all. What the hell is he doing?

Ye Fengya's long and narrow black eyes suddenly opened wide, and there was a frightening red light in the eye sockets, something suddenly shocked his heart, making him stand unsteadily and take a step back, the voice. . .Even if the voice turned into Devil May Cry, he could tell it was Tong'er's voice!

"You..." Ye Fengya stared at Leng Rutong in surprise, but she became afraid in her heart, if she was really Tong'er, why did she act like she didn't know him at all, the look in her eyes didn't look like she was pretending at all.

She actually asked him quietly if he had a son with him, how could his pupil allow him to have another son. . .

Ye Fengya suppressed the churning surge in her heart and made up her mind.Regardless of whether she is Tong'er or not, he will take her away.

Damn, she was as handsome as a fairy just now, but now she suddenly became so violent, what does the cruelty that glides across her eyes mean?Could it be that she is not allowed to come to offer incense in this temple?Leng Rutong quickly hid the ghost claw in her sleeve, ready to fight against the tyrant anywhere.

She even took two steps back cautiously, the deep v open Qianshui skirt she was wearing, because of her walking, the strap on one side fell off, revealing half of her pink shoulders, and the two balls of white tenderness in the gathered underwear faintly stimulated the night Feng Ya's eyeballs.

**, Ye Fengya's most primitive desire was pulled up because of such a light glance. Ye Fengya squinted her eyes halfway, suppressing this strange feeling. It has been five years, and his heart is as still as water. reaction. . .Is she Tonger, really?

If not, how to explain the body's reaction.

Ye Fengya replied indifferently: "He is not my son."

Well. . .Leng Rutong's grip on the ghost claw relaxed, and the tyrant was replying to her, and he was very honest. "It's not your son, what a beautiful little baby, he will definitely be fascinating when he grows up. He looks a bit like you, so I thought it was your son." Leng Rutong still didn't forget to put My son praised it.

After Jing Leng Rutong said this, Ye Fengya lowered his head and looked at Leng Haoran who was sleeping peacefully. No wonder he felt familiar. It turned out that he looked a bit like himself, but he hadn't looked in the mirror for a long time. Forget everything.

Seeing that he didn't answer her words, Leng Rutong asked again: "He is asleep, right?"

Ye Fengya withdrew her gaze, stared blankly at Leng Rutong's eyes and nodded: "Yes." His mind was a little blank, is all this an illusion?Why would someone who looks like Tonger appear, but he is still holding a baby who looks somewhat similar to himself? What is going on?

Leng Rutong blinked, what's the situation, what kind of tyrant is this, so cute and cute, although he doesn't talk much, he is also very kind. "Aren't you tired of holding him, let's put it down first." Only after you put it down, can I take my son back. . .

"Oh..." Ye Fengya let out a silly cry, and it was time to wake up the little boy. He moved his arm, but Leng Haoran frowned slightly, with a pair of red and tender mouths Pouted, it seemed that he didn't want to be disturbed in his sleep.

Leng Rutong's mouth twitched. The dead son actually fell asleep in the arms of a stranger. Damn, it made her worry in vain. He actually slept so comfortably. It's miserable!

Walk. . .gone. . .Now that he was sure that Leng Haoran was fine, he had to leave, lest the tyrant find out anything.

"He found it very clingy to you...you should hold it." Leng Rutong turned around to leave as she said that, forget it, it's rare for her son to sleep so peacefully in someone else's arms, let him enjoy it Right, but it's not right, Leng Haoran resisted even the head of state wanting to hug him, why did he allow this tyrant to hug him so comfortably?

And this tyrant was born somewhat similar to Leng Haoran. . .

Leng Rutong was about to turn around, but suddenly a big palm grabbed her arm. She raised her head in confusion, but she fell into a pair of eyes as deep as a deep pool, so beautiful, as if she was looking at him What is reflected in the eyes are colorful landscape paintings.

"Who are you?" Seeing that she was about to leave, Ye Fengya's first reaction was to grab her and ask bluntly. 13acv.

was discovered?Kill me and deny it. "I'm just a believer who begs for the war to end quickly." Leng Rutong said sincerely.

"Tear off the veil, I want to see it." Ye Fengya ordered lightly, but her tone could not refuse.

"My lord, my daughter has had sores on her face since she was a child, it's better not to dirty your eyes." What the hell are you doubting?She showed no flaws.

Just as Ye Fengya was about to say something else, Leng Haoran in his arms moved, and slowly opened his dazed eyes. When he saw Ye Fengya, he gave him a silly smile, and stretched out his two hands to hook him. Hold his neck and say in a daze: "Daddy..."

Leng Rutong suddenly seemed to be struck by a hundred thousand volts, what is this brat doing, he recognized his father indiscriminately after sleeping in his arms. . . .Damn, he looks so cute, which man would not like it, everyone hugs him, wouldn't he want to recognize a bunch of dads!

Then Leng Haoran didn't seem to notice the astonished expression on Ye Fengya's face at all, raised her small mouth and pressed a kiss on his cheek, it seemed that the person woke up after the kiss, and scratched his little head in frustration , the eyes as black as grapes were confused and murmured: "What am I doing?"