On Ling Xuefeng's territory, it was already incredible that someone had taken action against his butler, let alone a low-key man, who... did the butler have no power to fight back?

All this was so magical that the guests present didn't know what to react until a familiar powerful aura came, and the crowd of onlookers consciously dispersed.

As soon as Ling Xuefeng's figure appeared, the guests all held their wine glasses and diverted their sights, and tacitly chose to remain silent.

In the dead silence, Lynch quietly stepped forward. With his steps moving, everyone looked over naturally. Ling Xuefeng's eyes also fell on him. The feeling of light on his back made Lynch frown.

The housekeeper foamed at the mouth without any strength to fight back. After Lang Yan glanced at Lynch, he let go of his hands and stood up slowly.

Lynch walked to Lang Yan and raised his hand in the eyes of everyone staring at him. Just as everyone thought Lynch would teach the accompanying original person a lesson, Lynch's hand gently fell under Lang Yan's eyes.

, gently rubbed the blood on Lang Yan's face with his fingertips, "Why are you so careless and dirty?"

Lang Yan smiled at him, "I was not sure about the right measure."

The gaze on his back was sharp and continuous cut on him. Lynch turned around without caring, "Mr. Ling, your housekeeper seems to lack a little rationality."

Ling Xuefeng has always advocated the rationality and nobility of his ancestors, but his own housekeeper turned into a beast in public. This alone is unbearable for Ling Xuefeng.

Ling Xuefeng put his hands behind his back, with a gentle expression and nodded gracefully, "Sorry, I'm not strict with my subordinates."

"This dinner made me very unhappy," Lynch reached out to take care of the wrinkles on Lang Yan's clothes, and said carelessly, "Let's go first."

The guests raised their glasses in amazement, and watched Lynch take Lang Yanyang away without an explanation.

It is indeed not necessary to explain. No matter what happened, it was too embarrassing to be beaten by an original man in the form of a beast. They all felt that their faces could not be sluggish, let alone the master Ling Xuefeng.

Ling Xuefeng did not make any abnormality and asked the housekeeper to lift him down. Without saying a word, he just raised his hand gently and the banquet slowly resumed the lively scene.

Lynch and Lang Yan both came directly. Not long after they walked out of the manor seriously, Lynch couldn't help laughing, "Aren't you a temporary worker? Why are you still fighting?"

The night wind blew very softly, and Lang Yan wanted to laugh or not. "I shook my paws at me before I entered the kitchen, otherwise," Lang Yan turned his head, "I still have a chance to serve you wine."

"Ling Xuefeng is too slight," Lynch shook his head, "not at all."

Lang Yan didn't hear him take a flirting sentence, and felt very disappointed, and raised his face and said, "He wants to scratch me, but fortunately I hide very quickly."

Lynch was not worried that Lang Yan would suffer a loss under the butler. He raised his hand and touched the red marks sucked out by Lang Yan under his ears and neck. The pink was covered very tightly, but Ling Xuefeng's eyes were too sharp and he was seen immediately.

.

In his previous life, Ling Xuefeng had always wanted to recruit him, trying to build a completely hierarchical world. Lynch did not agree with his concept at all and opposed Ling Xuefeng everywhere. After discovering Lang Yan's identity, he trained Lang Yan to protect him.

Seeing that the purchase failed, Ling Xuefeng decisively got rid of Lynch, who had been against him.

In fact, the plot is set in this way to open up the way for Lang Yan and let Lang Yan take over the power under Lynch.

Lynch was trying hard to recall the plot, and suddenly his neck was pressed down. Lynch stopped and looked at Lang Yan with confusion. Lang Yan said solemnly: "I said I almost got scratched by him."

Lynch finally reacted, raised his hand and gently pinched Lang Yan's chin, and said with a smile on his face: "Little Guai, are you scared?"

Lang Yan asked for attention and got what he wanted, but he blushed first, lowered his head and bit Lynch's mouth, "Stop talking."

Lynch scratched Lang Yan's chin frequently. Lang Yan's leopard body image really impressed him. Facing a big cat, Lynch couldn't help but tease himself.

"How about you let me ride?"

Lang Yan's breathing stopped, and then he thickened at exponential frequency. He looked around at the empty alleyway, his fingertips were perming and sweating, and he lowered his voice and said, "Is it here?"

Lynch nodded with a laugh, "Yes."

Lang Yan was very embarrassed and wondered why Lynch became more and more wild. I thought about the past that Lynch was still a gentle and reserved senior brother, and I don’t know if Lynch gradually revealed his nature or was changed by him... Lang Yan felt a moment of heart

He was hot, and he lowered his head to kiss, but his lips were blocked by one of Lynch's fingers. Lang Yan frowned and said, "No?"

"Yes," Lynch smiled, "turned back to the form of a leopard."

Lang Yan's brain malfunctioned for a moment. After about half a minute of consciousness left his body, he looked at Lynch who was smiling with a solemn face. Suddenly, he lowered his head and sniffed hard between Lynch's neck, and stood up and looked at Lynch.

He hesitated and said, "Are you in heat?"

Lynch wanted to tease him, and he held back his smile and said, "No."

Lang Yan nodded and came to the conclusion seriously, "That's going crazy."

Lynch couldn't help laughing anymore, leaned on Lang Yan's arm with one hand and shivered with his back. He raised his face and said to him: "Who is in heat? Mr. Leopard, I just want to try riding a leopard home.

It tastes like, where do you want to go?"

Lang Yan turned his head and left, turning into a pitch-black leopard in the night, and instantly ran away without a trace.

Lynch was still laughing, holding his hands on his knees with his smile, and inhaling while laughing, feeling that he had become bad and was very happy.

Lynch turned into an eagle and flew in the sky. He soon found a leopard walking gracefully on the ground. He swooped down neatly and landed directly on Lang Yan's back, wrapped his hands around his slender neck, and gently stroked his smooth fur.

"Shy, or angry?"

The leopard's face was not red or not. Lang Yan's voice was very steady, and he accused: "You tease me."

Lynch lowered his head and kissed him in the ear. Lang Yan shook his ear tips, twisted his handsome leopard face, and suddenly stretched out his long tongue and licked Lynch's face.

The barbs on his tongue flicked across his face numbly, and Lynch smiled, "How did you know I was just teasing you?"

Lang Yan snorted coldly, no longer fooled, "Hold it tight."

Lynch hugged his neck, and there were strong muscles undulating under his neck, which made people feel very safe. He gently pressed his face against Lang Yan's warm back, "Don't worry, I won't let go."

The night wind suddenly tightened, passing Lynch's nose and short hair. The people under him had his unique taste, full of indescribable hormones. Lynch rode a leopard and gently closed his eyes in the night. Happy

I have to forget my name.

A man was carrying on his back. In order to take care of Lynch's feelings, Lang Yan did not run at full speed, but just maintained an ordinary high speed. The wind wrapped the two of them like an invisible big hand, which made Lang Yan feel like he was carrying him.

The illusion of the person on his back running away, is this his groom? Where will he take him?

The towering buildings appeared in sight, and Lang Yan slowly lowered his speed, and felt a little disappointed. When he was carrying Lynch, it seemed that there were only two of them in the world, and he just took him to run away.

Never separate.

Lynch opened his eyes in a daze, smiled and placed his chin on Lang Yan's undulating back, "It's home."

Lang Yan said 'yes'.

Lynch said in a dreamy tone: "Let me ride you."

Lang Yan stopped lifting his feet and his tail slowly swung his eyes, "Tap on me again?"

Lynch lowered his head and chewed his ear hard, patted his back lightly, "This time it's true, I'm not foolish," pointed at the building from a distance, and ordered: "Go, go up and go to bed!

”

The form of a beast was hidden in the form of a human, but its instinct was exponentially enlarged and revealed. The two rolled from the bed to the bottom of the bed, and the red velvet carpet was replaced with a pure black carpet. Lynch grabbed the long hand with his hands.

The long fluff had the illusion that it had not yet fallen from the leopard, and was so drowsy.

Afterwards, Lang Yan still locked Lynch and licked Lynch's face back and forth, licking it with relish, as if Lynch was sweet. Lynch put his hands on his shoulders, very tired and comfortable.

I enjoyed this intimate and quiet laziness, rubbed my side face against Lang Yan's neck, "Touch my ears."

Lang Yan's face turned dark, "Why don't you let me touch you?"

Lynch closed his eyes and smiled, "Touch it."

Lang Yan took a bite of his earlobe, lowered his head and came out his ears and leaned against Lynch's face. Lynch groped over and kneaded his soft and plush ear tips, sighing in his heart: What a good world.

The next morning, Lynch woke up in Lang Yan's arms. When he opened his eyes, he looked very handsome. Even when he fell asleep, he looked cold and noble. He had a pair of cat ears on his head, which made people itchy.

Want to touch.

Lynch touched it happily.

Lang Yan woke up the moment Lynch opened his eyes. At first, he just wanted to see when Lynch could touch it. Unexpectedly, Lynch was fascinated by the pair of ears, and there were many tricks. Lang Yan's forehead

He shook for a moment, turned over and pressed the person down, and said seriously: "Stop touching it, it's very itchy."

Lynch hooked his fingers into his ears and squinted his eyes, "You're so cute."

Lang Yan wanted to ask whether he was cute or his ears. When he thought of his mummy's body, he stopped thinking about it. He turned over and sat up. Lynch sat up as well, put his hands on his back, and said lazily: "

Carry me."

Lang Yan clamped his long legs on his arm without saying a word, thinking that the groom behind the bridal chamber was the groom, soft and boneless, and the corners of his mouth were raised faintly again.

.

After washing up, the two of them went downstairs while talking. Lynch suggested that they want to go out for vacation. Lang Yan had no objection and thought that he was going to have a honeymoon. His face was dark and red, and the corners of his mouth were almost twitching.

When the two walked downstairs, they found a group of ancestors in uniform waiting in the hall in a row. When they saw them appear, the leader bowed to Lynch, "Hello, Mr. Lin,

Let’s recycle Mr. Ling’s private property.”

"Mr. Ling's private property?" Lynch smiled coldly, "Why didn't I know that I still have Mr. Ling's private property?"
Chapter completed!