cry that scum

Chapter 40 Let go of that girl

As Cong Lang said, when it comes to fighting, Lan Jing is indeed slightly inferior to him.

And this fact can actually be seen in countless confrontations in the past, but Lan Jing refuses to accept it.

The two fought from upstairs to downstairs, kicked over the coffee table and chairs, smashed the pots and pans, finally Cong Lang was out of breath and crushed Lan Jing into the mess.

"Oh, baby, I won, let me give in." Cong Lang licked the broken corner of his mouth evilly, and then patted Lan Jing who was also tired and panting, "I'm going to start enjoying it."

Lan Jing was disgusted by his mean tone, and was angry that his skills were not as good as others.

He thumped the ground, and shouted roughly, "Come again!"

A man can never admit that he can't do it!

Cong Lang didn't care about him, he just stretched out his hand to take off his clothes, and prepared to execute him on the spot.

Seeing that Cong Sao Bao looks like it hasn't been opened in hundreds of years, Lan Jing is anxious, "Hey! Auntie will come after I can cook!"

And Lin Shao and Shang Shaodong may come in at any time, this person is crazy! ?To do it in the living room?

Cong Lang said, "How exciting is this? You, Young Master Lan, are still afraid of this?"

"Who is as perverted as you!" Lan Jing couldn't move, so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

He grabbed the waistband of his trousers and stared at Cong Lang, preventing the beast from breaking through the last line of defense.

Cong Lang wrestled with him unhurriedly, and said wickedly, "Honey, you can either take it off, or I'll take it off for you. If you don't cooperate, I'll force it."

As he spoke, he took out a sharp dagger from his back and walked along Lan Jing's thigh.

Lan Jing suddenly felt a chill in his crotch, he gasped, and the parts that had reacted to being rubbed instantly died down.

"you!"

There was a slight stabbing pain between the legs, Lan Jing's face changed several times, and he finally succumbed to Cong Saobao's lust.

He had an intuition that this lunatic surnamed Cong could do anything.

"That's good," Cong Lang patted Lan Jing's face with the back of his knife, and pulled off his belt with a smile.

He was just about to bow his head to enjoy the gluttonous feast in front of him, when someone smacked his head all of a sudden.

duang～

Cong Lang, "..."

Lan Jing, "..."

Cong Lang's first reaction was to quickly wrap up Lan Jing's clothes, tightly protect him in his arms, and then raised his head with a sullen expression.

Immediately, he had a face-to-face meeting with a terrified aunt who was holding a pot to give birth.

Cong Lang, "..."

Aunt, "..."

The aunt was frightened by Cong Lang's gloomy expression when he raised his head, so he stepped back a few steps.

Then she saw the face of the person in front of her change quickly, with a signature smile on the corner of her mouth, "Excuse me, what can I do?"

"I... you... what are you doing?!" the aunt boldly asked.

It's hard to say, Cong Lang looked down at Lan Jing, didn't answer, but smiled politely and uncomfortably at Auntie.

The aunt didn't know what information she misread from his expression, she took out her phone and shook Cong Lang, and said in a stern tone, "Let go of the girl, or I'll call the police!"

Cong Lang, "..."

Lan Jing, "..."

"I'm afraid this is a bit of a misunderstanding." Cong Lang said.

The aunt didn't listen, the pot in her hand trembled, she looked very scared, but she still said without giving in, "There is no misunderstanding, I heard what you are doing, you let the girl out, the sky is bright, You are a good young man who does such a thing, ruining other girls, you will be punished!"

Cong Lang, "...No, Auntie..."

"Don't talk!" The aunt took out her mobile phone from her pocket, fixed her eyes on Cong Lang, quickly dialed a number, and then spoke to the person on the other end of the phone in dialect.

After hanging up the phone, the aunt seemed to have taken a reassurance, and she visibly calmed down.

"Let me tell you, I've already told my guy, he'll come with someone later, if you want to run away, run away, and when they come, they'll arrest you and take you to the police station."

Da Ma's threatening acting skills are a bit exaggerated. Cong Lang wanted to laugh, but he held back.

"I really didn't bully the girl, auntie." He said.

The aunt didn't believe it, so she took two steps forward. The bodies of Lan Jing and Cong Lang were hidden behind the stove in the open kitchen. She couldn't see anything except Cong Lang's raised head and half of his body.

But she knew that the girl being bullied was there, and she had clearly heard this man's threatening voice just now.

The aunt came over step by step. During this time, she dropped the pot in her hand and grabbed a kitchen knife from the chopping board. She suddenly became more confident.

"Don't be afraid, baby girl, Auntie is here to save you."

Hearing his aunt's voice getting closer, Lan Jing under Cong Lang viciously gave him vicious winks, asking him to stop her from coming.

Cong Lang blinked and gestured OK.

Then when the aunt walked around the stove, Cong Lang suddenly picked up Lan Jing, stood up, and said to the other party, "Sorry, auntie, I was messing around with my boyfriend, I misunderstood you, really Excuse me."

Aunt obviously didn't expect such a sudden change in the development of things. She was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to recover and glance around. Except for the two hugging each other, there was really no one else at the scene.

She pointed to Lan Jing, "Isn't this a girl?"

"No." Cong Lang said with a smile.

"That boy, you are not fooling around."

"Okay auntie, he is my boyfriend. We were just joking around. You misunderstood me. I'm very sorry. We will pay attention to it in the future." Cong Lang said with a smile.

The aunt nodded in a daze, "Oh, then you guys play."

After finishing speaking, she turned around, with a shocked expression on her face that she would not be able to digest the truth of the matter in the future, and walked out with the kitchen knife in her hand.

And Lan Jing, who pressed his face tightly against Cong Lang's chest, wishing he could disappear in place, brandished a dagger and stabbed Cong Lang viciously the second the aunt left.

Those who didn't know about that posture thought that there was a sworn hatred between them.

On the contrary, Lan Jing's face was so pampered, and Lan Shao, whose face did not change color on the bed, was blushing so much that he could bleed.

Cong Lang dodged Lan Jing's attack with ease, flitted aside, and said with his tusk, "Baby, what's the matter?"

"I asked you to stop her, what the hell did you do!" Lan Jing said angrily.

He was sure that the bastard surnamed Cong did it on purpose just now.

"Anyway, he didn't see your face, it's okay." Cong Lang blinked and said.

Lan Jing ground his back molars, and the knife in his hand hit Cong Lang's vitals.

"Today I have you without me, I have you without me!"

"No, baby, we can coexist."

Out of anger, Lan Jing was like a cat whose fur was blown all over, baring its teeth and waving its claws to scratch someone.

The more Cong Lang watched, the more cute Lan Xiaojing was, the more he couldn't help but want to tease him.

As a result, the already messy house became a post-disaster scene, and young master Cong looked at Lan Jing's blushing face and willingly received a fat beating.