How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight Chapter 196

   Chapter 196 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the twilight clouds (33)

   He has investigated all the people around Wen Xien, and Ma Junying also remembers Feng Yansheng, but the main reason is not because Feng Yansheng is the only son of the Feng family, but because Feng Yansheng was one of the ones who insulted Wen Xien before.

   Is the relationship so good now?

   "Jon." Ma Junying's voice seemed to stick to Wen Xien's ear.

   Wen Xien's lips curved down.

   Feng Yansheng stood so close, so he could see even the tiniest expressions on Wen Xien's face, he could really feel Wen Xien's fear.

   "I'll take you back, it's not safe outside." Ma Junying didn't look at Feng Yansheng at all, but just stared at Wen Xien, "It's too late to go back, your sister will be worried, and if Qiao Ling is uncomfortable, so will I."

   Feng Yansheng's eyes suddenly widened.

   It seems that the relationship between Ma Junying's meaning and tone and sister Wen Xien is not easy, but just now he treated Wen Xien again...

  Wen Xien raised her head and faced Ma Junying's extremely oppressive temperament. The frost all over her body solidified into an indestructible appearance, "You don't deserve to mention sister."

   Not worthy?

   There is nothing in this world that Ma Junying does not deserve.

   Ma Junying's eyes slowly became indifferent. He stared at Wen Xien tightly and said, "You will regret it, Enen."

  Wen Xien ignored his explicit and secret threats, pulled Feng Yansheng around and left.

  Feng Yansheng was as uncharacteristically silent, and only regained his senses when Wen Xien let go of her hand.

   "You...you," Feng Yansheng was still a little unable to accept the scene he just saw and what he said.

   Wen Xien tilted his head to look at him, his eyes were emotionless.

   Feng Yansheng's words were all stuck in his throat, and he glanced at Wen Xien again.

  Wen Xien was still indifferent, but made a piece of meat in his chest jump bang bang bang.

   He knew this man was beautiful, he always knew it, but he didn't expect a man to be...

   Feng Yansheng's grievances that Wen Xien left just now dissipated a little, and his eyes involuntarily fell on the red, swollen and red lips.

   In the past, this person's lips were light-colored, giving people a feeling of indifference and indifference. Now that they are sucked red, there is an inexplicable... astringency.

The    lip was also bitten, which made it even more serious.

   Feng Yansheng's traces are both good-looking and annoying.

  Wen Xien's eyes are gloomy and indifferent, but once the end of the eyes is dyed crimson red, you will realize that such gloomy eyes can also pierce people's hearts.

  Wen Xien's lips are pale and tightly pursed, but once the lips are dyed bright red, you will realize that such thin lips can make people want to climb up and kiss.

   Every inch and every inch of her just adds a little color, and it all comes alive.

  If Wen Xien is pale and only makes you feel beautiful, then you will really see her breathtaking coldness when she is colored.

   Wen Xien was about to leave. He felt more and more uncomfortable looking at it. Hula rushed over and grabbed Wen Xien's arm.

   Wen Xien's eyes were still the same, cold and indifferent.

   "You..." Feng Yansheng wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say, so he grabbed Wen Xien's arm and didn't let her go.

   Wen Xien gently waved his hand away.

As soon as Feng Yansheng's hand was waved away, he grabbed Wen Xien's arm again, "Is he your sister's boyfriend?" He thought of how Ma Junying forced Wen Xien just now, and he became even more irritable. He looked at Wen Xien , "Does your sister know!"

   Wen Xien's eyebrows frowned slightly. She was particularly resistant to being asked about her sister, and also Ma Junying.

   This man is not a good thing.

   She couldn't let him be with her sister.

   Wen Xien was really bored, and suddenly pulled out his arm, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Feng Yansheng ran in front of her again, watching Wen Xien lowered his head to walk around him without looking at him, he insisted on getting in front of that person in a fit of anger, "I'm doing it for your own good too, if it wasn't for you. You saved me, do you think I want to take care of you?"

  He Feng Yansheng has never been so flattering to anyone. He has put down his body like this and whispered in a low voice. Can this person give him some face?

   always made him so embarrassed.

   Wen Xien turned her head to look at Feng Yansheng, her eyes were cold, "No need."

   Feng Yan wanted to hit someone angrily, but he couldn't touch Wen Xien no matter what, his eyes were calm.

   "Jon, you are really good!" Feng Yansheng nodded, but bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared in his eyes, "I really feed the dog with my kindness!"

  Wen Xien's lips seemed to be tighter, and the coldness between her brows was even more intense, as if a sharp sword could be unsheathed and hurt at any time, she looked at Feng Yansheng so calmly, just like looking at the air.

   Feng Yansheng was so used to it that he couldn't pretend to be a harmless big cat no matter how he put away his claws.

   How could he bear Wen Xien treating him like this, he felt that he was so humble, Wen Xien should not be ashamed.

  Wen Xien stood in front of him, really like an unattainable cold plum, showing coldness from every inch of texture.

  Feng Yansheng grabbed Wen Xien's hand, Wen Xien's hand was clenched into a fist and wrapped in his palm, he held the tight fist as if he was holding a pile of bones.

   What Feng Yansheng thought at that time was that she was too thin, and if he brought this person back in the future, he must treat her well.

   Wen Xien's eyes were deep and dark, as quiet as a pool of dead water.

   "I said it." Wen Xien's voice didn't have a trace of popularity, and in people's ears, he couldn't even feel the slightest emotion, "Don't touch me."

   After she finished speaking, she shook Feng Yansheng's hand away, ignoring Feng Yansheng's ugly and gloomy face, and left without looking back.

  Feng Yansheng went to catch in a panic, "Jon, Jon, aren't we friends?"

   Before Feng Yansheng's words could be heard, Wen Xiyan suddenly pulled out the hand he was holding in her palm.

   Feng Yansheng stretched out his hand to grab it again, but it was already empty.

  Wen Xien turned his head and left, Feng Yansheng only saw her tightly pursed lips, and turned his head to look at her subconsciously, but only saw a back.

   Feng Yansheng saw Wen Xien suddenly turn his head and ran out.

  Wen Xien walked very fast, Feng Yansheng caught up with her in a few steps, he couldn't care about the wound, he stretched out his hand to hold Wen Xien's hand, and Wen Xien suddenly raised his arm and knocked his hand off.

   "Don't go - don't go." Feng Yansheng was in a hurry, and stretched out his arm to stop Wen Xiyi who was going outside, a gesture that really didn't even care about her image.

  Wen Xien was stopped by him, already looking a little bored, his eyes became colder and colder, like a knife.

   "Don't go -" Feng Yansheng looked at Wen Xien who looked like this, he didn't know what to say other than this sentence, "I'm not healed yet, don't go."

   (end of this chapter)

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