: Xiangqiang

Yang Lan was so tired. She was drifting on the sea and was tired. The changes these days made her heart tired. Now she was hiding in Long Zizai's warm and safe embrace, feeling his care, and she relaxed her heart and grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly and fell asleep.

Long Zizai hugged her tightly, feeling her relaxation, and the joy in his heart really reached its peak.

The carriage was swaying forward, Yang Lan's little face was buried tightly in his arms, and her body was covered in blood. Her brocade uniform had long disappeared from its original bride, and she was so dirty that she was extremely dirty.

He had no idea about this, nor could he smell the fishy smell on Yang Lan's body. He just had joy on his face and kissed her from time to time.

After walking for a while, he ordered his men to walk towards the secret villa he set up in a remote place.

It was not until dark that they came to a small manor with the words "Xiaoyao Villa". This manor was built in Liangcheng. It was a farm where Long Zizai discovered Yang Lan's whereabouts and plated it. He had never used it.

The village was very quiet, and the lanterns were quietly whirling in the night breeze, with a faint light shining on his face full of joy. The arrival of the group did not alarm anyone. Only the housekeeper led a few servants out to greet him.

After coming to the main yard, Long Zizai reluctantly handed Yang Lan, who was covered in dirty body, to a maid. Then he turned his head to whisper to his subordinates who had been following him, and said, "I'll inform you, I'll get married tomorrow!"

Several of the hands looked at each other for a while, and one of them hesitated for a while before asking, "Leader, is it tomorrow?"

Long Zizai turned his head to look at them and said lightly: "Yes, it's tomorrow. Don't ask so much, go down and prepare immediately." Seeing that they retreated a few steps, he hurriedly shouted: "Let's wait!"

As he met a few questioning eyes, Long Zizai said word by word: "Tomorrow is my happy day. Although things are rushed, the bride should not feel neglected. Otherwise, she will blame me in the future. You should act immediately, be quiet and quiet, and make the marriage awesome and lively!"

He had a smile on his face, and his expression of joy clearly showed in every move.

Several subordinates looked at each other again, and finally, a thin man in his forties came out. He looked at Long Zizai, thought for a while, and said carefully: "Leader, but we can't have a lively preparation for one night!"

Seeing Long Zizai's face, it became gloomy in an instant. He hurriedly said, "But if you give your subordinates two days, you will definitely make the leader's wedding grand wedding grand." Seeing Long Zizai still had a dark face, he plucked up his courage and said in a deep voice: "Leader, it's too late now. The wedding dress red candles needed for the wedding, although the last time I prepared, but what else needed had to be called to the doors of each store temporarily. But, if you call this, wouldn't it be known to everyone?"

After he finished speaking, several other subordinates also looked at Long Zizai seriously.

Long Zizai was singing for a while, and naturally he knew that if he wanted to have a glory, not to mention two days, even two months of preparation was also necessary. If he really wanted to open a major store to pick up the goods tonight, the news would be too loud. Once the news spread, things would be counterproductive!

Sighing, he said softly: "Okay, in three days, three days later, I will be lively and tightly acquainted with this couple!"

"yes!"

After Yang Lan cleaned her, she fell asleep deeply, and didn't notice that Long Zizai was lying beside her. In her sleep, she felt that one of his iron arms was tightly locking her, and that heavy breathing sprayed on her face, which was really uncomfortable. Therefore, she kept twisting uneasy.

Despite this, she did not wake up and slept heavily all the time.

Long Zizai held her tightly in his arms and let her sleep in his arms. Looking at Yang Lan's sleeping face, a sense of peace that he had never felt before came to his heart.

Looking at Yang Lan's beautiful face with a burning look, Long Zizai secretly thought in his heart: Since he came back from the island, it was wrong. Since he saw Yang Lan, some of his behaviors have caused dissatisfaction among his subordinates. Most of the people in the Song Dynasty who have opinions about him have opinions. It seems that it is impossible for this martial arts leader to sit in a stable position.

However, as long as Yang Lan is by her side, the leader of the martial arts world will not sit down. It would be better to take her around and wander around after marriage and see the scenery of the world!

Long Zizai always felt that he was not a very ambitious person. He used to be unable to help but, now it is time to retreat.

Yang Lan's body was buried in his arms, and the fragrance was everywhere during his breathing. He couldn't help but kiss her on the lips and then. After repeated kisses dozens of times, he picked up Yang Lan's teeth and kissed them deeply.

The warm and fragrant feeling of nephrite made his breathing rapid. He thought to himself: Yes, she will be my wife in three days. Why do I have to endure it again and again?

He loved Yang Lan and always wanted to marry her a matchmaker, but his strong anxiety and urgent desire burned violently at this moment. He remembered the Third Highness again. Wasn't he the same? After waiting for Yang Lan for ten years, he collected all the beauties in the world in these ten years, and they were all somewhat similar to Yang Lan! Now he died and turned into ashes? The throne of beauty has become a bubble!

After returning from that island, Long Zizai secretly swore in his heart that if he had the chance to see Yang Lan again, he would never let it go. He must have got her!

Long Zizai thought while gasping for a hurry. He felt that he had been waiting for too long, because he respected her too much and cared for her too much, but instead allowed her to come and go freely and never cared about himself.

Gritting his teeth, his eyes, which had always been clear, have become fanatical and deep under the impact of desire. He stretched out his trembling hands, slowly unbuttoned Yang Lan's clothes, tense his face nervously, and panted, and began to prepare to take off her clothes.
Chapter completed!