I have the beauty of the villain's love

Mr. Zhou was frightened so much that his sick eyes turned black, but he didn't dare to let Linghurou know, he lay on the bed and moaned.

The servant who served him was an old servant with bad legs. He was fine at cleaning the house, but he couldn't do delicate work like serving people.Mr. Zhou used to serve by his side, which one was not a first-class smart person. Not to mention this old servant is dull, and he is old. Mr. Zhou still has some respect for the elderly in his heart, so he is ashamed to let the old man serve him.

But now he is covered with injuries, his clothes are not neatly dressed, and the meals in the kitchen are brought into the house, so he can only take a bite of them pitifully.

Mr. Zhou thought back to his happy days with red sleeves, and thought of his miserable appearance now, but it was really sad.After eating a bowl of shark's fin soup for half an hour, he often held it up and put it down with a sigh.After repeating this several times, even a good bowl of shark fin soup was too cold to eat.

And that Linghu Rou would not let him go so easily, and in the evening, he sent a servant to let Zhou Lang go to the front hall for dinner.

Zhou Lang didn't dare to wear any clothes, his body was full of wounds, even the best silk and satin, his skin felt burning and painful when touched.But on Linghurou's side, he didn't dare to shirk, gritted his teeth, changed his clothes, and followed the servant to the appointment.

In the front hall, Linghu Yin and Linghu Rou sat opposite each other, they hadn't moved their chopsticks yet, presumably they were waiting for him.

Zhou Lang just didn't know Linghuyin, so now that he saw where he was sitting, he should have guessed his identity.It's just that Linghu Yin really has nothing to do with him, he just glanced away.

Linghurou's face was a little cold, and when she saw Zhou Lang approaching, she fixed her eyes on him.

Zhou Lang was terrified of Linghurou at first, but last night he was treated like that by Linghurou, but he was sweating profusely from being stared at.

"Since you're here, let's sit down and eat." Linghu Yin also saw Zhou Lang's appearance. The handsome young man in a toga with long sleeves stood at the door in a dilemma, which really aroused people's pity.

Linghu Yin has already said that, how could Linghu Rou say anything else, her tone was cold, "Sit."

Zhou Lang didn't dare to sit next to Linghurou, but there was only a stool between Linghuyin and Linghurou in front of him, so he bit the bullet and sat down.

The moment he sat down, he touched the wound, and his face turned pale again.

It was not the first time for Linghu Rou to eat with Zhou Lang. When the two of them were in harmony, Zhou Lang served her dishes in person, but now, even if Zhou Lang had a hundred guts, he would not dare to cook for her. To provoke Linghu Rou.

There were still many red marks on the back of Zhou Lang's hands. In order not to touch the wound, he wore clothes with wide sleeves, but because the cuffs were too wide, when he raised his hand, the red-stained arm was exposed. Linghu Yin just didn't have that thought, and accidentally glanced at her several times.

Linghurou's anger still persisted, when Zhou Lang raised his hand to pick up the food, she deliberately picked up the food he wanted to pick up, and after a few times, Zhou Lang could only retract his hand angrily.

"Why don't you move your chopsticks? The food is not to your liking?" Linghurou stabbed him like this on purpose.

Zhou Lang coaxed the other women with sweet words, but Linghurou was different from other women, which made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, so he could only bow his head and go back, "Maybe it's because of the wind, and I don't have much appetite."

Linghu Rou sneered, and Zhou Lang's hands trembled.

Linghu Rou stood up, rolled up her sleeves, and picked up a dish that was far away into Zhou Lang's bowl with her chopsticks, "Husband really worked hard yesterday, you should eat something to make up for it."

Zhou Lang saw the deer whip that Linghurou had put into the bowl, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

Seeing that he was not moving his chopsticks, Linghu Rou urged, "Eat." That sound had a hint of threat.

Zhou Lang raised his chopsticks tremblingly, and the chopsticks lit the porcelain plate.

"Since the wind is blowing, let's get less meaty." Linghu Yin raised his eyes and said.

Linghurou didn't expect Linghuyin to defend Zhou Lang, and her face became gloomy immediately.

Linghuyin moved the bowl in front of Zhou Lang aside, and then ordered Chang Qingxin behind him to bring a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Halfway through the meal, Zhou Lang heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, thinking that there was nothing to do today, but Linghurou who was beside him suddenly said, "Today's meal is for my brother to clean up the dust—" —My brother and I have been inseparable from each other since we were young, so if we don’t talk about those vain etiquettes, the husband will be different. How can you call being free from wine?”

Zhou Lang knew that Linghurou was deliberately making things difficult for him, but he made mistakes first, and he had to bear the burden of making things difficult.

"Madam taught me that I was rude." Zhou Lang forced a smile and stood up from his seat. "Since it's your elder brother, I naturally want to call you elder brother."

Linghu Yin took a look at him, and saw that the weak and weak young master stood up, but his figure was clear and graceful, facing the wind like a tree.

"Bring the wine!" Linghu Ju said.

The serving servant immediately brought over two jars of aged wine.

Linghu Rou took the large enamel bowl and poured two large bowls.

When Zhou Lang looked at the bowl, his heart skipped a beat.He always drank in a petite and unique white jade cup, and such a large bowl was placed in front of him, which made him tremble suddenly.

Linghu Yin used to hang out in the military camp, this big enamel bowl was really a trivial matter to him, he glanced at Zhou Lang's embarrassed expression, and laughed twice in his heart.Although he was protecting Zhou Lang on the face, Linghu Rou was always his younger sister, and her younger sister's husband went out to have fun, so he should be taught a lesson.So Linghuyin stood up holding the bowl.

Linghu Yin was much taller than Zhou Lang, and when he stood up, Zhou Lang was taken aback - how could this eldest son of the Linghu family be as tall as a barbarian?

"Young Master Zhou." Linghu Yin looked at the handsome man in front of him, "Since you married my wayward sister, you will have to take more care of everything in the future."

"Brother is unfamiliar." Zhou Lang looked over from bottom to top, his star-like eyes made Linghuyin startled.To cover up, Linghuyin raised the big enamel bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

Zhou Lang saw that Linghuyin drank from a bowl, knowing that there was no way out, he closed his eyes and took a big gulp.

It is worth mentioning that the Linghu family is a family of military generals, and most of the wine in the family is spirits gifted by the emperor, even if some are tributes from the winery, they are also first-class old wines and spirits.Linghu Yin was used to drinking in the frontier, so he was able to drink it all in one gulp.Zhou Lang usually drank sake and flower brew at most, such a reckless sip burned his throat all the way to his stomach.

Linghuyin put down the bowl, and saw Zhou Lang's bright red lips and rippling eyes.

Linghu Rou filled the cup for the two of them again, "I didn't see my brother coming back after I got married, so you should drink this glass of fine wine together."

Linghuyin shook his head and laughed after hearing what Linghurou said. He hadn't been close to Linghurou since he was a child, and it wasn't that he wasn't close. It's just that Linghurou was afraid of him since he was a child. As time passed, the relationship between the two became more and more distant, but The blood relationship is still there, "I should drink this glass of fine wine." After finishing speaking, he drank it all in one gulp.

Zhou Lang had already seen how strong the wine was, so he hesitated for a while before raising his glass, and then he gritted his teeth and drank it.

This time he drank less recklessly than the first time. He drank half of the first sip, put it down for a while, and then raised his glass again.

Looking at his appearance, Linghu Yin felt somewhat interested.

After Zhou Lang drank the second largest bowl, he was already a little unsteady, so he held onto the table to stabilize himself.

"Young Master Zhou is already a little too drunk." After Linghu Yin drank these two bowls, he regained some energy and cheered up.

Zhou Lang's neck was flushed red, not the disgusting deep red of a drunkard, but a kind of thin red that was stained by spring rain in March, and he was still hesitant to speak.Rouge is generally light, and rouge is generally rich and colorful.

Before Zhou Lang could speak, Linghu Rou filled two more glasses.

"Shouldn't you be drunk and never go home after receiving the wind and washing the dust?"

Linghu Yin also had the intention of teasing, so he didn't dissuade him, "I drank the first two cups first, this time I'll give it to Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Lang drank two big bowls of wine, and when the skin all over his body was burning hot, and the marks from the whipping were intertwined with itching and pain, he realized what Linghurou was thinking, but now there is no other way .

He managed to drink the third bowl.

The redness on the neck reached the cheeks, and it was hot.

The fog in the eyes is heavier.

Zhou Lang originally had the kind of very handsome and elegant appearance, and men and women would praise him as jade when they saw it, but this jade was drunk and turned into a puddle of water, and the water was mixed with women's rouge and gouache—the eye waves are water, The breath breathed out is water.The drooping eyelashes trembled slightly.The breath he exhales is the aroma of wine and smoke... like the aroma of powder.

Linghu Yin only took one look, and felt his throat was dry, so he also drank the third bowl of wine.

The clothes on Zhou Lang's body were originally tightly worn, but now that the smell of alcohol was on his body, his whole body was scorching hot, and the wounds catalyzed by those scorching temperatures were painful, numb and itchy.

Linghurou gritted her teeth to pour the fourth glass of wine.

She wants him to hurt—

Zhou Lang really couldn't bear it any longer. He always drank alcohol in a light taste. After drinking so much spirits today, he saw Linghu Rou pour the fourth glass, but he knew that he couldn't drink the fourth glass. Understand.

Linghurou's wrist was covered with a hand.

Linghurou raised her head and saw Zhou Lang smiling at her——

I don't know what to say for this smile, the moisture in my eyes is about to fall down, revealing those eyes that are sleeping with stars.

"Rou'er, I really can't drink anymore." Zhou Lang said to her.

Poor, but with a touch of tentative flattery.

Linghu Rou's gnashing of hatred was crushed in an instant.

How can there be such a person, who has done something wrong, but can still beg you for mercy with an innocent face.It seemed that he didn't understand why he was treated like this at all.

Linghurou couldn't help but raised her hands to hold his shoulders.

Linghuyin watched Linghurou push the jug away, and then said to him, "Brother, Zhou Lang is drunk, that's all for today, I'll give you a welcome feast some other day." He was talking, but Zhou Lang was the only one in his eyes.

Linghu Yin waved his hand.

Linghurou took Zhou Lang's hand and walked out. When he went out the door, Zhou Lang staggered a step forward.Startled, Linghurou stepped forward, and the two hugged each other.

Linghu Rou originally wanted to push Zhou Lang away, but Zhou Lang's chin was on his shoulder.

"My stomach hurts, and my body hurts too."

His voice was very low, and he was slightly drunk.

Linghurou was angry and distressed, finally she just gritted her teeth and said, "Who told you to make me angry."

"Rou'er don't get angry, okay?"

After coming here for a long time, Linghurou snorted with a nasal sound.

Of course Zhou Lang was not drunk at the moment, he dared to rely on Linghurou to coax her like this because he was drunk.Now that she finally coaxed her to make such a promise, she felt that the trembling heart that had been trembling since yesterday was reluctantly swallowed back into her stomach.

"hiss--"

This sound was because Linghurou bit Zhou Lang's neck, and Zhou Lang let out a cry of pain.

"If you dare to hang out with other women again, I will - break you."