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Without wasting any more words, he turned his head and went to the main building.

Hastily pushed open the door, Zhou Lan was not on the first floor.The leather shoes slammed on the stairs, and he went straight to the second floor. The door of the study was closed, and Du Yunfeng pushed it open, bringing in a gust of wind.

Zhou Lan stretched out her hand to press the fanned account book, without raising her eyes: "What's the rush, going upstairs is like ramming the ground."

Du Yunfeng didn't bother to close the door, so he walked to the desk in a few steps, pressed his hands on the desk, and said in a loud voice, "What happened to the third brother, you want to lock him up, what prestige does he have after doing this, how can you lead the army?"

Du Yunfeng leaned forward, looking down at the other party.

Zhou Lan looked at the ledger held by him, put down the pen in his hand, and slowly leaned back on the grand master's chair: "He doesn't need prestige, and it's not a good thing to have more people with prestige."

Hearing this, Du Yunfeng became even more furious. He was used to being the boss, and he always said what he said. Today, he suddenly found that the people around him had listened to Zhou Lan for some time, and he was really a real adjutant.At this moment, Zhou Lan poured a cup of warm tea and handed it to him. Du Yunfeng was not in the mood to drink tea, so he stretched out his arm to avoid it.

Du Yunfeng ignored these things, he couldn't hold back his anger, even the little soldier dared not listen to him, he slapped the table: "You really have prestige now."

Zhou Lan was not in a hurry, and found a towel to wipe his hands on his own, and said while wiping, "Yunfeng, I don't want you to see him. I have my reasons. It's inconvenient for you to be caught in the middle. It's better for me to handle this matter."

Du Yunfeng is not a person who can bear his temper. Li Bonian is a brother who was born and died, and now he is suffering there. When he thinks of this, he becomes anxious, and he makes a noise when he speaks well. Even Hei Sier downstairs listens. Be clear.

Zhou Lan frowned and looked at him, not intending to quarrel, in the end he could only shake his head, took out a few books from a pile of books, and threw them in front of Du Yunfeng: "I didn't want you to take care of it, take a look. "

Some numbers in the account book were marked with red pen water. Du Yunfeng picked it up and flipped through it. Zhou Lan took out a few more books from the drawer and threw them on the table: "Look at these again. I wrote them down in private. I observed them. It's been half a year"

Comparing the hatchback, Zhou Lan's meaning is obvious-there is a problem with the account, and Li Bonian has tampered with it in private and got greedy for money.

Du Yunfeng looked at the ledger, page by page, faster and faster, those big and small numbers meant huge discrepancies.Zhou Lan lit a cigarette, put his feet on the desk, fell back, leaned back on the chair to smoke, looked at the smoke indifferently, and spoke calmly: "I have been paying attention to this matter for half a year, and there is no definite answer. I won't take him as proof. When we were running outside with our heads in our hands, he colluded with the tobacco shop to deduct money. In order to make money, I was injured all over. He ate and drank half of my country." He stretched out his hand to the cigarette ash Dust the cigarette ash in the tank, and continued: "He is the one who came out with you, and he is called a brother. I don't want to embarrass you, and I don't want you to be reprimanded. I am the most suitable person to deal with."

Du Yunfeng himself is not greedy in money, and he never loses money to others. He didn't expect his cronies to betray him because of money. He raised his head from the account book and muttered, "I can't figure it out."

Zhou Lan nodded: "I understand, so don't think about it."

Du Yunfeng was discouraged, he pulled a chair and sat across from him, his voice lowered: "Then what are you going to do with him?"

A cigarette burned to the end and was stubbed out in the ashtray. Zhou Lan put his feet back and faced him solemnly, looking into the other's eyes: "Kill one to warn others!"

As soon as he slapped the edge of the table, Du Yunfeng sat up straight and blurted out: "No way"

Zhou Lan stared at him and didn't speak.

Du Yunfeng knew he was in the wrong, so he stretched out a hand to shake the opponent's hand: "Mu An, I know the number is not small, but when I was number [-] in Black Eagle Mountain, there are only a dozen people left now, and they are all dead. Qingyi, I am the boss, at least to save his life."

Zhou Lan let him hold hands without responding, and said calmly, "Impossible."

Du Yunfeng was furious, and just about to explode, the phone rang unknowingly, Zhou Lan ignored him and went to answer the phone alone.The call was from Jinxin Yaqing. When it came to the question of the share of the new batch of opium, Zhou Lan replied flatly and politely. He has always been patient in matters related to money. After a hearty laugh, he agreed to meet at any time. He hung up the phone with a flip of the courtesy.Looking back, Du Yunfeng had already left.

That night, Zhou Lan took a bath as usual, looked in the mirror in the bathroom, deliberately ignored the brand mark on her body, wiped off the water, changed into pajamas and sat by the bed. Du Yunfeng would have crept over at this time.Zhou Lan walked to the window, fingered a narrow gap in the curtain, and saw the light on in the adjutant building, Zhou Lan closed the curtain calmly, lay down on the bed, and turned off the light.

Lying in the dark, he opened his eyes and thought, Li Bonian's loss of such a large number cannot be done by one person, the dozen or so people brought out from Black Eagle Mountain must have dirty hands, letting Li Bonian go is tantamount to telling everyone, as long as With Du Yunfeng around, they would be protected even if they made a huge mistake, but he couldn't do anything to Xiao Yunfeng, it was tantamount to being caught by others.Others are greedy for small things, and these people are greedy for losing money.After much deliberation, we must make an example to others.

It was right to do this, and it was the only way to do it. He turned over, made up his mind, and stopped hesitating.

The next day, everything was as usual, except that Du Yunfeng was not there, and Zhou Lan ate breakfast alone.Hei Si'er said that the eldest brother went to supervise the training of recruits early in the morning.Hei Si'er asked if he wanted to call him back.Zhou Lan frowned and said no need: "The benevolence of a woman", reached out and covered the remaining eggs and bread slices with a plate.

In the afternoon, Jinxin called again and asked Zhou Lan and Du Yunfeng to come out for dinner.Zhou Lan said that Du Yunfeng was not there, so he went with the check himself.I couldn't wait for it over the phone, and happily made an appointment.

The meeting place was a Japanese restaurant, and Hei Si'er was waiting in the car at the door.

After rubbing his heels, Zhou Lan took off his shoes at the door, and was led into the private room by the waitress in kimono. Masaharu Imanobu and Teruo Yamashita were already waiting, one sitting and the other standing.

"Mr. Zhou, please sit down." Jinxin did not use the title of head, but called him as before.

There are three small tables with short legs on the tatami, and there are sake and daily food on the table. I am sitting on my knees in a regular manner, stretching out my arms, and politely inviting.

Zhou Lan smiled: "Mr. Jinxin is laughing, I'm not used to your way of sitting." After speaking, he sat down on his own, crossing his legs like sitting on a kang.Imanobu smiled and said it was free, while Teruo Yamashita sat aside.

The main purpose of this line is to share, so Zhou Lan went straight to the point, took out a check, leaned over and handed it to the other party: "It's from Jincheng Bank."

Jincheng Bank is a Japanese-funded bank. In Manchukuo, Zhou Lan had to go through this bank if he wanted to withdraw large sums of money.

Jinxin took the check without looking at the number, and never took his eyes off Zhou Lan. He handed the check to Shanshita, and the other party respectfully accepted it, and kept it neatly, without checking the amount.

Zhou Lan was a little surprised, but she didn't show any obvious signs. She just said lightly, "Mr. Jinxin can trust me."

The food was unbearably delicious, Zhou Lan didn't move his chopsticks much, just drank the wine slowly like drinking tea.At the same time, listening to Jinshin's high-spirited talk, the other party didn't talk about military masters, but only commented on the pen and ink, and he had unique insights. He also talked about his travels in Europe when he was young, which benefited Zhou Lan very much.Before I knew it, the wine went down a lot.

Yamashita was a young man who seldom talked, and he was always serious and silent, but at this moment he suddenly proposed singing and dancing to toast.

Clapping hands, a few geishas in kimonos and white stockings strode forward slowly. The musicians sat in the corner, playing music together. The young geishas familiarly unfolded their small silk fans, covering half of their faces with half of their faces half exposed. Twisted his legs and jumped up slowly.

The dance steps are accompanied by the singing, and the girls show their smooth calves while twisting and twisting. They dance coquettishly and coquettishly in a small world between the three tables.

The three geisha, ranging in age from young girls to beautiful women, are fat and thin, each with its own charm.

At the end of the song, the three of them applauded politely, and several geisha came to each of them, refilling the wine obediently, and raised their eyebrows pleasingly to persuade them to drink.The atmosphere was easy-going, and girls' laughter was added. Zhou Lan took the wine glass and drank it down.

Great wine, friendly atmosphere.

When Teruo Yamashita took the wine glass, he put one hand around the geisha's waist, and sniffed the neck of the kimono. With a burst of crisp laughter, the geisha pushed the wine glass to Yamashita's lips, resisting the other party's borrowing of wine. Crazy harassment.

"Yamashita-kun, don't bully girls." Imanobu said with his head tilted, not a reprimand, but a joking tone.

Yamashita let go of his hand, Lin Li touched the geisha's butt, and slapped the geisha to signal her to go out.

The geisha bowed and retreated with smiles on their faces.

"Mr. Zhou, what do you think of this song and dance?" Jinxin asked.

Zhou Lan thought for a while and said, "It's too sad, it's a crying tune, I can't appreciate your country's enka."

"But the girls are really beautiful. Mr. Zhou is young and talented. He must love both the country and the beautiful people. Which of the three do you think is better?" Jin Xin continued.

Zhou Lan thought about it again: "I didn't pay much attention."

In a certain sense, Jinxin is Zhou Lan's life-saving benefactor, and he always responds to requests, which makes Zhou Lan's defenses continue to decrease, and he doesn't mind spending some time chatting with the other party.

The topics of the two gradually increased. When they talked about the opium business, Zhou Lan frowned slightly. This did not escape Jin Xin's eyes.

When he learned that it was difficult for Zhou Lan to deal with the inner ghost, he asked with concern: "If Mr. Zhou is inconvenient, I can do it for you."

Zhou Lan shook her head without hesitation: "No, I'm still in charge of my family affairs."

Jin Xin stood up, walked to Zhou Lan with a wine glass and sat down, slowly poured the wine in the jug into the other's cup, and then gently put it into the other's hand: "As a friend, I am really worried about you, If you treat me as a friend, please don't be polite, I am capable of helping you."

Zhou Lan took the wine glass, lowered her eyelashes, and said in a low voice, "Maybe China and Japan are enemies, but you saved my life and treated me well, and I never hated you. As a person, I would still like to be your friend."

After speaking, the wine glass in his hand touched the opponent, Jin Xin took advantage of the opportunity to put his shoulder on the opponent's shoulder, and the two of them threw their hands together.

The country is so big, who is the nation, and what does it matter to him, he is him, and today's belief is today's belief.

Zhou Lan sat for a long time, drank a lot, got up to say goodbye, got up and staggered.Jinxin hugged this young body in a timely manner, and his affectionate mood was just like the swaddling baby in his hand back then.

He hugged Zhou Lan and sent him to the door.

Knowing that she lost her composure, Zhou Lan tried her best to stand leaning on the door, broke away from the support of the other party, and stretched out her hand in the direction of Hei Si'er.

In fact, Hei Si'er had been sitting in the car and kept an eye on the movement at the door. As soon as they came out, he got out of the car and trotted over. Zhou Lan put his arms around Hei Si'er's neck and stood firm and did not let go.

Hei Si'er helped him put on his shoes, tied the shoelaces, helped him into the car, started the car and disappeared into the night.

Imanobu returned to the private room. He had a good capacity for alcohol and was not drunk. He sat next to Teruo Yamashita: "Yamashita-kun, you are right, he really doesn't care much about women."

Teruo Yamashita leaned down and let out a high-pitched voice. After a while, he crawled forward, lay on Imanobu's body, and put his arms around him.

Jin Xin hugged him, but didn't look at him, staring at Zhou Lan who was sitting on the low table, and murmured: "I raised you, every time I see you, I think that if he is alive, he will be like this." Growing up, how I wish he could be as close to me as you are."

Yamashita buried his head, slightly drunk, he murmured in Japanese, "Father, I will help you whatever you want."

Zhou Lan drove through the night in a car. He drank a little too much, closed his eyes and rested his mind, chatted with Hei Si'er casually, and came across Song Shudong's affairs after coming and going.

In the darkness, Zhou Lan opened her eyes silently, her tone still casual: "In Fengtian City? I haven't heard Yunfeng mention it."

Hei Si'er knew that Zhou Lan and Du Yunfeng were as good as one person, so he replied frankly: "Brother asked Xiao Man to do it, I guess he forgot about it, and just give him some money. Military division, if you don't Don't worry, I'll take you to have a look."

Zhou Lan raised his hand, thinking that Hei Si'er could not be seen while driving, so he spit out two words listlessly: "It's not necessary."

Hei Si'er's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he didn't say anything else.

The whole journey was silent, eyes closed and rested, the person sat firmly in the car, but felt light, Zhou Lan planned to go back and have a good sleep.

But as soon as he entered the door, he was stimulated and forced to cheer up.

The guard reported that Du Yunfeng led someone to beat up the soldiers in the dungeon today, and Li Bonian was taken away. It is not known where he was taken.

Zhou Lan's complexion was not good, she pinched the center of her eyebrows, gritted her teeth secretly, and went directly to the meeting hall of the regiment headquarters, ordering everyone to gather, count people, and report all those who were absent.

The deputy head asked for an emergency assembly, and even the head didn't let it go. Zhang Dahu was tossed up in the middle of the night, and said with a sigh: "Deputy head Zhou, in the middle of the night, what song are you singing?"

Zhou Lan walked back and forth with her hands behind her back, neither looking up at the other party nor answering, just pretending to be the other party's air.

Zhang Dahu lost face, and his voice was a little louder: "Your Adjutant Du and you have internal quarrels, and there is no need to toss the whole regiment." After speaking, he stood at the door and shouted: "It's nothing, let's disband."

As soon as the little soldiers on the playground were about to move their legs, Zhou Lan from the regiment headquarters yelled, "I'll see who dares to move."

Captain Zhou has always been gentle and refined, but what Xiaobing is afraid of is that coolness.A roar is rare today, the fiery level turned the legs that had just stepped into a trembling, and it was so quiet that no one dared to move a step.

Zhang Dahu, the head of the regiment, was emptied, and he turned to Zhou Lan and said, "You—"

Zhou Lan had already sat on the main seat of the conference table, put it on the table with a bang, leaned his head against the back of the chair, covered his face with both hands and frowned tiredly, then put one hand on the edge of the table, and the voice resumed Sven calmly: "I'm not in a good mood today."

Zhang Dahu froze, the other party's shady and cool posture was really hard to predict, now he was breathing alcohol, and Zhou Lan's direct descendants were standing around him, this was a terrible loss in front of him.After weighing the pros and cons, Zhang Dahu said nothing.

In the middle of the night, the regiment headquarters was brightly lit. Zhou Lan sat upright, not talking or moving. He was the only one sitting at the huge conference table.

All the people held their breaths and concentrated on it. They all understood that something big happened, and no one dared to hit the muzzle of the gun.But even though it was so quiet, Zhou Lan's head was still buzzing, I shouldn't be drinking, and Yunfeng shouldn't be making trouble, this fool, he thought.

The orderly handed over the list of absentees, and Hei Si'er observed his words and leaned over to his side: "Regimental Commander, I'll take someone to bring Adjutant Du and the others back."

"Don't look for it." Zhou Lan didn't look at him, leaning forward, staring at the list of 30 people, with Du Yunfeng's name at the beginning.

Finding it is tantamount to confirming that someone is rebelling.

I still don't believe it, can I come back?

All in line, continue to wait.

From the brightly lit silence to dawn, two or three thousand people stood up straight. Zhou Lan's military discipline was strict and harsh, and the soldiers he trained had already broken their legs and sent away. All of them can stand like trees and sit like bells.

In the morning light of the sunrise, Du Yunfeng came back with his people. He was stopped in front of the regiment headquarters. Du Yunfeng walked in the front, passed through the crowd lined up to "welcome", and when he looked up and saw Zhou Lan with a bad face, he stopped in his tracks , neither approaching nor retreating, neither humble nor utter a word.

Zhou Lan was already standing on the steps. He didn't close his eyes all night. He managed to get over the alcohol. He was full of energy and not tired. He looked at Du Yunfeng, and then glanced at the people behind him. Most of them were brought by Black Eagle Mountain. Those people He also looked at him, then lowered his head, and remained silent like Du Yunfeng.

So, Zhou Lan said coldly: "Hand in the gun!"

The guard squad, who had already been ready to go, rushed down the steps and picked up the opponent's gun without any explanation.

□□Put it on the belt around his waist. Du Yunfeng knocked off the holster with his hand and held the gun handle tightly. hand, and replaced it with scolding: "Adjutant Du, do you want to disobey?"

Du Yunfeng glared: "No one has ever dared to hand over my gun."

The venue of thousands of people was quiet, dozens of people behind Du Yunfeng saw the boss's face and refused to disarm.

With a bang, dozens of guns drew their postures, and their swords were drawn.The security squad took the initiative to protect the direction of the regiment headquarters and raised their guns to the outside.

Thousands of soldiers from the security regiment did not move. They looked at the people on the steps, waiting for orders.

Zhou Lan walked down the steps slowly, came to Du Yunfeng, half a step away, looked up slightly, and said calmly, "Do you think I dare?"

He didn't intend to wait for an answer at all, he had already stretched out his hand to touch the waist of the other party, Du Yunfeng bowed his head, and the statue didn't move, Zhou Lan held his hand in his own without using any force.

"You still want to rebel against me?" Zhou Lan looked directly at the other party with disbelief in his eyes.

Du Yunfeng gritted his teeth and beat down with his hand, the holster in his waist was empty.

This is an open battle, witnessed by thousands of eyes, who is the ultimate power holder and who is the one who speaks for itself.

Zhou Lan turned his head to look behind him, and he saw Jin Xiaoman with a hesitant expression. Zhou Lan said with a pleasant expression, "Xiaoman, are you confused too?" The tone was like a brother's reproach, with a bit of pity in the severity.Jin Xiaoman lowered his head, along with the muzzle of the gun.

The others no longer stubbornly resisted, their weapons fell to the ground, and their heads were dejected.

"This matter is not over today, I will investigate slowly and disband."

No one spoke, and the troops dispersed quickly in silence.

Zhou Lan turned her head and walked away, and said calmly, "Come with me."

Zhou Lan bypassed the regiment headquarters, and Du Yunfeng followed behind him not far or near.

When they came to the main building in the backyard, they ordered the soldiers on guard to retreat to the front yard.The two entered the living room, Zhou Lan turned around and closed the door, locked it from the inside, turned on the headlights, and drew the curtains.

Du Yunfeng froze all over and didn't speak because he had nothing to say.Once again, he still wanted to save the third child. He didn't think he was wrong. On the other hand, he did something wrong. He disobeyed orders and robbed people. He was the one who provoked Zhou Lan first.

Zhou Lan took off his coat, took off his watch, rolled up his shirt cuffs, everything was done neatly, and came to Du Yunfeng.

A hand shake without any warning was just a slap, the sound was loud and crisp, like a hallucination.

Du Yunfeng was staggered, he stood firm, looked at the other party angrily, and wiped the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Lan nodded, showing satisfaction with his slap, and kicked the opponent's abdomen with a flying kick, kicking the opponent into the sofa.

"If you don't accept it, fight back." Zhou Lan yelled

Du Yunfeng was holding his breath and had nowhere to vent it. Zhou Lan hit so hard, he was stunned for a moment, and then completely ignited.

Zhou Lan pounced on the sofa, grabbed the opponent by the collar, and dragged him to the ground like an animal. Du Yunfeng couldn't bear it any longer, so he grabbed the opponent's shoulder, pulled his neck hard, and hit the opponent's head with his forehead.

Zhou Lan let go of the pain and supported his head. Du Yunfeng took the opportunity to grab his arm and fell on his back. Zhou Lan slapped the ground like a white fish.However, he quickly reacted, and kicked hard towards the opponent's body, hitting the center of the mouth.

Enduring the pain, the two stood up, their hair disheveled, staring at each other face to face, silent for a moment, then exerted their strength almost at the same time, and swooped together.

Relying on some wrestling skills, Zhou Lan knocked the opponent down and kicked the opponent hard on the back and buttocks.

The shiny leather shoes fell down with a clatter, and Du Yunfeng had no time to grab the opponent's ankles, tearing him down, and riding the opponent under him with his fists and feet, pressing his elbows horizontally, and firmly stuck the opponent's neck.

The two of them didn't speak, they just competed fiercely.

Zhou Lan touched the teacup on the ground, aimed at the back of the opponent's head, hesitated, and finally patted the opponent's back.

Suffering this blunt blow, Du Yunfeng flickered, Zhou Lan escaped, grabbed the handrail of the stairs and ran upstairs.

Du Yunfeng rushed over and hugged the opponent's waist, raised him like a pony, lifted him from the stairs, and threw him against the wall.Zhou Lan was squeezed into the wall by him, her legs climbed up to the opponent's waist, she leaned on her shoulders, and slammed her elbows on the opponent's back. Du Yunfeng couldn't shake him off, so he slammed him against the wall hard.

The tables and chairs were tilted to and fro, teapots and porcelain cups were broken all over the floor, people waded over, the soles of their feet slipped, the two wrestled unsteadily all the way, trying to squeeze each other into the wall, the curtain rod was broken, and a large thick velvet curtain covered their heads The face covering flew down, completely covering the two of them.

It suddenly turned black and lost their sense of direction. The two fell to the ground and struggled to crawl out, but the struggle became tighter and tighter, becoming punches and kicks that could not be used.

Du Yunfeng instinctively hooked his fist and hit the opponent's rib.

Zhou Lan suddenly didn't fight back. Du Yunfeng straightened the curtains for a while, but he also noticed it and stopped.

The series of scuffles just now were done in one go. Although there were many movements, there were no thoughts, as if they were instinctive movements under a blank brain; A comma, Du Yunfeng's heart tightened, and suddenly his mind cleared up. Realizing what he had just done, he held his breath nervously, and reached out to touch the other person's nose.

Zhou Lan curled up into a ball, trembling, gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "I'm not dead"

"What are you doing?"

"You go out."

Du Yunfeng climbed out, then sat on the ground, and began to pull the pile of cloth with sweat, until Zhou Lan who was covering his ribs was also pulled out, and he dragged his hair into his arms involuntarily, and hugged him tightly.

Zhou Lan was sweating profusely from the pain, and didn't struggle. After a while, he said, "Are you still angry now?"

After venting with punches and kicks, most of Du Yunfeng's pent-up anger disappeared. This was the first time he fought with Zhou Lan. Although the other party was provocative, Du Yunfeng never thought that he would do it himself. Disappointed, he buried his face in the other's ear: "I know something is wrong with me."

Zhou Lan raised his head and said: "Your biggest mistake is distracting me. If you make a fuss today, the people below will also be distracted. You were just a third child, but now you have drawn a group of people to stand opposite me. How do you want me to clean up in the future?"

Originally, one Li Bonian was enough to make an example to a hundred people, but now suddenly there are dozens more to make enemies.Originally, he and Du Yunfeng were on the same page, but now everyone knew that Du Yunfeng dared to challenge him, but he couldn't do anything to Du Yunfeng.

The pain under Zhou Lan's ribs was relieved, and he raised his hand to grab Du Yunfeng's hair, holding on tightly with love and helplessness, which made Du Yunfeng's scalp hurt, and he asked scoldingly: "Tell me, what do you want me to do? "

He grabbed it hard, gnashing his teeth with a bit of hatred.

He didn't know how to answer, seeing the mess in the room, Du Yunfeng didn't know where to start to clean it up.

Suddenly pulling at the other party's neck, he kissed her.

There was a bloody smell in his mouth, and he passed it on to the other party in the intertwined tongue, like two little beasts who don't know how to reconcile.

The sun shines through the open window, casting a rectangular shadow on the floor. On the thick pile of curtains, Du Yunfeng blocked the opponent's accusation, overwhelmed the opponent desperately, and unfastened the belt around his waist. , Jane impatiently entered the other party.

The stumbling becomes a rhythmic interaction, and the communication of the body replaces the sound.

Different from the past, this action was eager and brutal. Zhou Lan was hurt so badly that she tried her best not to make a sound.

They are very afraid of losing each other, and use occupation and pain to prove their closeness.

Under the sun, Du Yunfeng's back flexed and heaved, throwing away all worries and fetters, how much he cared about this person in front of him, this body, and his stubborn soul.Hands and feet intertwined to form a person, and when he was sweating profusely, Du Yunfeng fell on the opponent, bit the earlobe of the opponent, and murmured: "I'm wrong, don't blame me."

Zhou Lan heard the words, and softly stroked the other party's wet back: "Yunfeng, you have to be obedient."