How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight Chapter 198

   Chapter 198 Walking into the morning fog, falling into the twilight clouds (35)

  Her eyelashes are very long and dense, straight and brushed. You can't see her when she opens her eyes, but when she's sleeping in this sun now, you'll find out.

  Wen Xien was wearing a white T-shirt, very simple, without even a pattern, lying on the table to sleep, the soft fabric of the T-shirt exposed her shoulder blades.

  Wen Xien is really thin.

   Feng Yansheng felt a little distressed.

   There was still a loud noise outside, but this classroom seemed to freeze.

   Feng Yansheng quietly approached Wen Xien, his movements were too light, and he didn't make any sound.

  Wen Xien's slender wrists were covered under his arms, revealing five fingers as delicate as green onions, Feng Yansheng had to hold his breath.

   He stretched out his hand, not knowing what he was going to touch, the sun fell outside, and the five fingers he stretched out just cast a shadow on Wen Xien's nose.

   He didn't know where he wanted to touch.

  Feng Yansheng really felt like a thief, his heart beat like a drum.

  Wen Xien's sleeping appearance is completely undefended. Only at this time does she seem to release her true self, which is fragile and sensitive.

   If he hadn't let them bully Wen Xien, wouldn't it be like this?

   Feng Yansheng has an inexplicable impulse, and he himself knows how unreliable this impulse is.

  If Wen Xien woke up, he might be beaten up and kicked out. He knew the result was bad, but he couldn't help it.

   Kiss and see how it feels.

   When you like someone, you want to keep getting close to her, so close to the breath, so close to the water and milk.

   Feng Yansheng really lowered his head, he didn't close his eyes when he wanted to kiss someone, he wanted to see if the person he kissed was the one he wanted to kiss.

   Just as he was about to kiss, Wen Xien moved suddenly.

   was so frightened that Feng Yansheng quickly withdrew, and accidentally moved too violently, pulling the wound on his chest that had not healed.

   will not be discovered.

   Fortunately, Wen Xien just moved, and there was no sign of waking up.

   Feng Yansheng's face turned pale in pain, then he kissed Wen Xien's hair, and then slipped back like a thief, just this little touch was enough to make him happy.

   Feng Yansheng's appearance is very ridiculous now, he is not even a kiss, his lips just touched the tip of Wen Xien's hair, making him embarrassed to death.

   When I was sitting in the position, my face was still red, my chest still hurt, because of the injury, I was happy again because he touched it.

   Feng Yansheng pressed his lips, and his lips curved.

  Wen Xien came home very late. The house was dark. She turned on the light and changed her shoes. When she walked to the living room, she found someone sitting on the sofa.

  Qiao Ling sat on the sofa and looked at Wen Xien without saying a word. The gentle and clean eyebrows in the past all faded away at this moment. She was expressionless, and her body exuded an air of confusion.

  Wen Xien didn't seem to notice, she walked over and sat beside Qiao Ling.

   "Sister?" Wen Xien called out, she seemed to think of something, and pulled out a well-packaged transparent box from her schoolbag, and inside the box was a small cake.

   Wen Xien presented her in front of her like a treasure, and said softly, "Sister, eat."

Qiao Ling's eyes fell on the cake. Her character has always been strong and stubborn. From childhood to adulthood, life has not overwhelmed her. Her life has always had a direction and a goal, and she has always set out towards this goal. .

   However, just when she thought she was slowly getting better, God played a huge joke on her.

  Qiao Ling recalled that she went to the company to find Ma Junying with excitement and joy in the morning. She originally wanted to surprise him.

   After all, she is very busy with work and has not seen Ma Junying for a long time.

   However, the man she has decided to spend her life with is ambiguous with other women.

   Qiao Ling didn't want to be suspicious, she didn't want to be like that, but she really loved Ma Junying. I don't know when this man had been planned by her as a part of her life.

   Is Ma Junying tired of her?

   After all, the girl who is close to him is so good-looking and has such a good temperament.

   Unlike her, she has no education, no background, and no outstanding appearance.

   Who gave her confidence back then? She felt that she and Ma Junying were a match made in heaven. Now...

   "Sister, elder sister..." The soft tone called Qiao Ling back to God.

The person in front of him was very beautiful and pale. It was a face full of morbidity and beauty. The skin was almost transparent, and the color of the eyelashes and pupils was the black of the boundless night, and the contrast was extreme. A little bit of beauty.

   But this person used such a pretty face to beat and scold Ma Junying.

   Qiao Ling wondered if it was because of Wen Xien that Ma Junying left her.

   The depression in his heart and the panic of losing his lover really made Qiao Ling unable to calm down.

For the first time, Qiao Ling's tone was cold to Wen Xien, "Have I told you many times that I let you and Junying get along well, but why can't you be obedient? It's alright now, he doesn't want me anymore, You are satisfied!"

   Every time she said that, Qiao Ling's voice became a little more excited. She looked at Wen Xien with tears in her eyes.

  Wen Xien was stunned, and shouted at a loss, "Sister..."

  Qiao Ling covered her face and said choked up, "He doesn't want me anymore, he doesn't want me anymore... I should have understood earlier."

   Tears flowed from between her fingers, and Qiao Ling couldn't put it down. This was the first time she had loved someone wholeheartedly, so how could she be indifferent?

   Wen Xien handed the cake in front of Qiao Ling, she was careful, her voice was soft and calm, "Sister, it's delicious, you can eat it."

"I will not eat!"

  Qiao Ling waved the cake in front of him, and the cake hit the ground, instantly deformed, and the delicate shape no longer existed.

   There were still tears on Qiao Ling's face. Looking at the innocent Wen Xien, she suddenly felt very wronged and angry.

  Why, why should she dedicate all her efforts to this person, just because she is a sister?

  If there is no Wen Xien, she can support herself to go to university, and no one can disturb her relationship with Ma Junying!

   The disgust and resentment in Qiao Ling's eyes were clearly captured by Wen Xien, who has always been particularly sensitive to this emotion.

  Wen Xien stood up, his eyes were slightly moist, and his drooping black eyelashes looked like a dying butterfly.

   "Sister, how can you stop crying?"

  The pretty and pale person is like an ignorant child asking her how to keep her from being sad.

  Qiao Ling was temporarily stimulated by Ma Junying's incident and couldn't understand her thoughts. She said indifferently, "If you disappear from my eyes, I will not cry."

   She used the most vicious language to hurt the only relative she loved the most.

   This relative was held in her palm before.

  Wen Xien's eyelashes drooped slightly, her soft, beautiful lips with beaded lips trembled, and a few words escaped from the lips.

   "Sister... don't you want me?"

   (end of this chapter)

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