How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight Chapter 176

   Chapter 176 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the twilight clouds (13)

  The man was dressed in a black suit, tall and straight, his face was carved with distinct facial features, very handsome, those deep eyes looked at Qiao Ling, and the expression in his eyes was indistinguishable.

  's voice was low and magnetic, "I haven't figured out the conditions yet, I can wait until your brother's condition is stable."

   Ma Junying is not a good person. On the contrary, he has done a lot of bad things. How can someone who can stand in his position have clean hands.

He helped Qiao Ling with a very clear purpose. Ma Junying never had a woman he could not get, and Qiao Ling was a person who liked him very much. He had a weak temperament, but Qiao Ling always gave him a different feeling. feel very strange.

   After exporting to help her brother, does Qiao Ling still have an excuse to reject him?

  Qiao Ling……

  Ma Junying's eyes darkened, staring at Qiao Ling extremely aggressively, that look made Qiao Ling feel uncomfortable.

   But in order for Wen Xien to better integrate into the society and grow up in a better and healthy way, Qiao Ling had no way to ruthlessly reject this attractive condition.

"it is good……"

   Ma Junying raised his eyebrows lightly, as if everything was what he expected.

  Maybe it was too smooth. Ma Junying was not as happy as he thought. His long, dark eyes were still slightly cold, and his strict thin lips were slightly opened: "In the future, your brother will come to my house after school."

  Qiao Ling hesitated for a moment, then agreed with gritted teeth.

   Ma Junying beckoned to Ma Qing, Ma Qing immediately pulled Wen Xien and walked over.

  Wen Xien pushed Ma Qing away when she saw Qiao Ling, she took Qiao Ling's cold hand, her delicate and picturesque eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, showing a fragility and paleness, "Sister..."

  Her soft voice was like a feather repeatedly itching in Ma Junying's heart, causing him to get goosebumps all over.

Ma Junying bent down like a good brother, they were very close, the heat from his breath fell on Wen Xien's face, Wen Xien stiffened almost instantly, moved out uncomfortable, but was swept away by him. He dragged him back to his side, "I will often come to my house to play in the future."

   Wen Xien wanted to hide, but was afraid that Qiao Ling would say she was rude, and she didn't want to make Qiao Ling angry.

  Qiao Ling looked a little wrong, but she couldn't tell the wrong feeling. She just wanted to push Ma Junying away, but Ma Junying stepped back first.

   "Qiao Ling, your brother is much cuter than you." Ma Junying said jokingly.

  Qiao Ling blushed at Ma Junying's look, she glared at Ma Junying, looking a little shy.

  Wen Xien is like a static ink painting, Ma Junying stares at her face through Qiao Ling.

   At this time, Wen Xien's eyes were cold, and she looked at Ma Junying with no emotion in her eyes, as if she was looking at... a dead person.

   Interesting.

   It was the first time someone dared to look at him with such eyes.

   That person had pale skin and black hair, and the simple cotton and linen top looked a little loose, and it was loose and slack to outline her slender shoulder blades.

   Her eyes were like a pool of black water, as if they were going to **** people into it.

  Ma Junying can see from Wen Xien's undisguised eyes, her possessiveness towards Qiao Ling.

   is very strong.

   is so strong that Ma Junying and Qiao Ling have a little intimate movement, and this person seems to rush over and bite a piece of flesh on him in the next second.

  Pure and clean is just the surface, and when you open up a surface, almost everything inside has rotted and began to emit a foul smell.

   Seeing this, Ma Junying, who was indifferent and ruthless in the eyes of outsiders, actually had a smile in his eyes.

   They are all one kind of people.

  The blood began to boil, which is a manifestation of excitement. Ma Junying has not been so excited for a long time.

   This kid is so cute.

   It is that Ma Junying's eyes are too strange, revealing the taste of what to say.

  Wen Xien, who originally lowered his eyelashes, raised his eyes calmly and suspiciously, his brows still kept a fixed distance, but the cool look that he didn't care about made Ma Junying's heart roar and his whole body became hot.

  Wen Xien: ...is this person who seems to be coming over to meet her the domineering president you just met?

   "...Qiao Ling, happy cooperation."

   Walking in front of the person, he spoke without changing his face and heartbeat. He was speaking to Qiao Ling, but his eyes were fixed on Wen Xien.

   But only the person who was staring at him could realize that his eyes were astonishingly dark, his eyes were full of desires, and he almost swallowed his life.

   Duan Wensen was hospitalized.

   This is something Wen Xien occasionally heard when he was gossiping from other people's mouths.

   They all guessed which holy place could get Duan Wensen, a big evildoer, into the hospital.

  Wen Xien's lips were no longer tightly pursed, but slightly upward, and that appearance was particularly charming.

  Her eyes are still as dark, deep pools, stagnant waters, can't see you but makes you think he's looking at you.

   Even Feng Yansheng, who was sitting beside her, was caught by her eyes, looking straight at her.

   "Did you do it?" Feng Yansheng couldn't believe what he said. After he finished speaking, he felt that his thoughts were extremely ridiculous.

  Wen Xien didn't respond to his words. She never seemed to know what politeness was. Feng Yansheng seldom watched her talk, whether he didn't want to talk or didn't want to talk to him.

  Feng Yansheng became increasingly dissatisfied, "Not only a sissy, but also a mute?"

   Wen Xien gave him a look, his eyes were scary and dark, his face was extraordinarily pale, and his whole person revealed a morbid state.

   The pale lips were pursed lightly, and there was an indescribable feeling.

   Feng Yansheng snorted coldly and continued to sleep on the table.

   After school was over in the afternoon, Wen Xien was left to clean the classroom, and there were a few boys playfully chasing and making trouble in the classroom.

  I don't know whether it was intentional or not, I kicked over the trash can that was just cleaned up, and the trash in the bucket was spilled on the ground.

   Their laughter seemed to be aimed at the thin and thin figure.

   There is unprovoked malice in his eyes.

   Passing by Wen Xien, he pushed her indiscriminately.

   "Dead sissy, don't get in the way."

   Wen Xien was pushed into the corner of the table next to her, and the sharp pain made her frown.

   She clenched the broom in her hand, her fingertips were white, and she lowered her head and said nothing.

   However, Wen Xien's rebellious expression made those people want to bully her even more.

  Wen Xien was wearing the same school uniform, but the ordinary clothes could not hide her tall and sturdy figure like a pine tree.

  The broken hair in front of her forehead covered her eyebrows and eyes, and the exposed skin was so white that it was transparent.

   "Grass, it looks like this again!"

   One of the boys blushed, and he pushed Wen Xien angrily with great strength.

   Wen Xien was behind the table, and even the people and the table were pushed and moved by him.

   "Don't look at it like that, I understand! Who are you trying to seduce? Little **."

  The boy spewed vulgar and dirty words, and his expression became more and more distorted, as if Wen Xien had done something unreasonable.

   Wen Xien just stood blankly, like a puppet that lost its clockwork.

   When they attacked, he didn't do that, just stood blankly, like a puppet that lost its clockwork.

People in this school know exactly what happened to Wen Xien. Too many people are full of malice towards her, and the continuous slander, abuse and physical violence have long since ruined her already unbearable life. .

   Wen Xien lowered his head and bit his lip tightly, before suppressing the pain in his throat, but he still let out a bit of a pitiful whimper.

   Her eyes were red, her steps were slowly retreating, her pale face showed fear and panic.

   Wen Xien's look made those who bullied her even more excited.

   In Wen Xien, who was surrounded by them maliciously, he caught a glimpse of a slender and tall figure in the corner of his eye.

   She met a pair of dark and indifferent eyes, just like before, standing aloof, admiring her embarrassment, indifferent.

   This time, Wen Xien didn't ask him for help, but lowered his eyelashes and didn't see him.

   (end of this chapter)

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