Yuanyangcuo

Sun Lanying knew that she had a child relationship since she was a child, and the half of the jade pendant in the house was a token. Sun Lanying had never seen her before, so she didn't want to acknowledge the marriage. When targeted by a villain, Sun Lanying, who was helpless, could only muster up the courage to take a token to seek refuge with him. Her fiancé was the bandit leader of one of the eight villages. Sun Lanying regretted it as soon as she arrived at the gate of the village. But when the village gate opened wide and the handsome husband came out, Sun Lanying still blushed and timidly handed over the token and called "Mr." The husband was completely obedient to her, and even agreed to her unreasonable request to get married within ten days. On their wedding night, Sun Lanying, with her pink hair on her temples under a red hijab, whispered delicately: "Da Lang, this is a good day that my father asked for for you and me before he passed away. Thank you Da Lang for making it happen." The jade-faced man is handsome and handsome, and he lifts the hijab with his fingers and goes all the way down. "Young lady, please don't regret it." The deal is done, and her husband takes great care of her, so what is there to regret? I heard that Dalang has a younger brother who will come to live with them in a few days. Sun Lanying tidied the room properly, but she couldn't wait for Erlang to come that day. "Did Erlang get lost in the mountains?" Sun Lanying was worried about the safety of her husband and brother, so she went to find Dalang to think of a countermeasure. When she walked to the corner, she saw a familiar figure from behind. Under his feet was a man's head. The man struggled and shouted: "If you kill my brother and take my sister-in-law, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!" ———————— Ling Liulang was killed by a gangster and his family was destroyed. Later, he killed his enemy with his own hands. When his hands were full of blood, someone came to the door. Ling Liulang was ready to kill another person. But he didn't expect that it was a petite little lady calling him "Da Lang" sweetly. Dalang, Zhao Dalang who killed his parents! Ling Liulang turned his back on the bloody hand, lowered his eyes with hatred, and smiled at the woman: "Yes, I am Da Lang." He used other people's names to live with her, thinking that one day he would let her know who he was, but he didn't want to catch her off guard. Screenshot modified on 2024.01.08 Intention: Break through the fog and recognize your heart clearly