Lin Yang secretly guessed that this is Lao Wang’s small treasury?

This basement is not big or small, it should be as big as a master bedroom as big as a large one.

The surrounding walls are paved with smooth marble, and there is a huge crystal lamp on the roof. Once opened, the dazzling red and sexy aura is unstoppable.

The atmosphere was ambiguous and slightly drunk.

Lin Yang took advantage of the red and slightly drunk light and saw that there were many torture instruments hanging on the wall.

Thick hemp rope, handcuffs and shackles, high heels, leather whips, tiger bench, torture clamps, long candles...

There are all new and weird adult toys, all available, even more than adult goods stores.

Very morbid!

What a pervert!

These unsightly things made Lin Yang stunned.

This is a basement full of hunger and desires.

It is a basement that releases human animal nature.

It is a basement full of evil.

I'll go, this old Wang who is unchanging in nature is really good at playing!

Lao Wang began to introduce it in a despicable way.

"Look, is it exciting? Am I well prepared?"

"This used to be my private space and my little wife. Now it is for those Persian cat beauties. At that time, I will make them ecstasy!"

Lao Wang held the cigarette in his mouth and couldn't help but squeeze out a despicable smile from his mouth.

Lin Yang was stunned for a long time and didn't speak.

Lao Wang looked at Lin Yang with his slightly squinting eyes that were smoked.

He walked over and patted Lin Yang on the shoulder.

"How about my basement?"

"In a few days, I will buy a few beautiful Pose Cats to come back at the auction. How about I invite you to have a happy two days?"

OK!

Reason defeated impulse, and Lin Yang did not say whatever he thought.

He refused with a serious and hypocritical look on his face.

For some reason, he looked at these things and felt a little nauseous as he looked.

It may be because the basement is not ventilated, not breathable, and dull.

Lao Wang seemed to see something from his astonished expression?

"Why, are you stunned by my tricky design?"

"I admire myself. How could I be so genius? I was able to design such a seamless basement back then."

Lao Wang, who was ready to go, seemed to be unable to wait.

He was looking forward to the early arrival of the auction day.

Lin Yang stood there in shock.

He could vaguely see the super perverted Lao Wang standing in the basement naked, standing in the basement with beastly abuse and torture those Persian cat beauties.

Lin Yang came to his senses and turned around and said:

"Let's go up."

Lao Wang pinched out the cigarette and nodded.

When they walked from the back garden to the front yard, Lin Yang found that Wang Yan was still standing at the door of her boudoir, leaning against the door frame, maintaining her previous movement, lowering her eyelids, and stunned.

Lin Yang keenly noticed something was wrong.

The girl in front of me is not the Wang Yan she had known before.

That lively and cute, sometimes annoying Wang Yan.

Lin Yang's face was slightly deeper, and he carefully observed Wang Yan standing with his support to the door frame.

She looked unconscious and depressed.

From time to time, I would suddenly laugh at myself, laugh and cry again, and after crying for a while, I frowned and stunned, and then laughed foolishly again.

In a very short time, her expression kept changing, which was very complicated.

After looking closer, she turned out to be looking at the things in her hand with her head down.

Lin Yang walked over with slight hands.

Wang Yan was holding a piece of paper in her hand, which was a prescription and a needle, which was a silver needle for acupuncture.

Lin Yang looked at it and found that it was the silver needles left by him when he was treating her before and the prescription he wrote with his own hands. He could tell at a glance that his handwriting was.

He turned his head and looked at Lao Wang in confusion. When Lao Wang faced his daughter, his face looked at him again.

"Old Wang, what's wrong with Wang Yan?"

Lao Wang didn't say anything, but just sighed and walked towards Muting. He probably had unspeakable difficulties.

What exactly is the father and daughter selling?

Lin Yang walked forward and continued to ask:

"Old Wang, I think something is wrong with Wang Yan like this. Are you sick?"

"Tell her about the symptoms and I'll treat her."

Lao Wang lit another cigarette, took a deep sip, and said in disappointment:

"The little girl doesn't know why? She has liked to stay alone quietly for a long time, without thinking about food and food, and not knowing how to be hungry?"

"Every day I will smirk, sometimes I am frightened during the day, toss and turns at night, I don't want to go anywhere, do anything, and be disturbed, I'm just alone."

As he said that, Lao Wang turned his head helplessly again and looked at his daughter, looking helpless.

According to Lao Wang's description, Lin Yang thought for a while,

He had guessed that this was probably a symptom of lovesickness.

"Why don't you call me?"

Lin Yang complained.

"Take her to the doctor, and she doesn't go."

"I originally planned to call you over, but I heard from Shen Nong that you were caught by the police and went to jail. Isn't this put it down?"

"That's the policeman made a mistake, so I'm going to the interrogation room for tea."

Lao Wang suddenly said suspiciously:

"I even suspect that the little girl is mentally ill?"

"Every day when you have nothing to do, you just smile at a piece of paper and a needle alone, and then cry again."

Lin Yang had already guessed that she was suffering from lovesickness for herself and she had no choice.

After thinking about it, he smiled and said:

"Old Wang, you are worried too much. She is suffering from lovesickness."

"lovesickness?"

Lao Wang asked with a confused look on his face and frowned:

"She has never been in love with my daughter and has not even found a boyfriend. How could she suffer from lovesickness?"

Lin Yang couldn't say some things too bluntly, so he didn't explain too much to him.

"So that's it, leave this to me. Lao Wang, don't worry too much! Wait for my good news!"

When Lao Wang heard this, he felt like he had a reassurance pill, and he took another sip of cigarette.

Looking at the blooming red flower in the yard and the sunset that was about to set.

He seemed to see hope and smiled with relief.

After saying that, Lin Yang turned around and walked towards Wang Yan.

He grabbed Wang Yan's hand and brought it into her boudoir.

Wang Yan's hands were warm, her heart was also warm, and her blood was beating very violently.

She followed Lin Yang into the inner room with stiff body.

He bit his lips lightly with a conditioned reflex, and the breath in his nostrils became more rapid and his face was flushed.

Looking at Wang Yan, who was tortured by unrequited love, Lin Yang couldn't bear it.

Wang Yan met her lover whom she missed day and night.

Her longing, her loneliness, and her loneliness were instantly released.

In the dream, he, who made himself lose himself, now he is truly sitting in front of himself.

Warm waves appeared in Wang Yan's eyes, and her heart was filled with wind and clouds.

Lin Yang is her world, everything about her.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!