How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight Chapter 187

   Chapter 187 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the twilight clouds (24)

   When he came out on the third day, Qiao Ling almost suspected that this was still the original Wen Xien.

  Because the door was opened, Wen Xien was standing at the door, his pale and sickly skin seemed to glow under the light, and his extremely beautiful face had a smile.

   That's right!

   is a laugh!

  Qiao Ling almost never saw Wen Xien laugh, it just felt like a dream.

   That smile did not make Qiao Ling feel at ease, but made her even more weird.

   She felt that the person in front of her seemed to be Wen Xien, but it was not.

   During her one-year sabbatical, Qiao Ling saw Wen Xien's smile many times. No one could bear her smile.

   Including Qiao Ling.

  Qiao Ling thinks Wen Xien is so weird, but at least it's normal and has feelings like a normal person. If possible, Qiao Ling hopes that she can continue like this.

   Live like a normal person, not a timid, cowardly, withdrawn person.

   Undoubtedly, Ma Junying is the one who can see clearly. He saw Wen Xien eroding, not so much normal, but more crazy.

   It's just that a gorgeous skin is covered on the outside to cover the dirt underneath.

   When he and Qiao Ling had intimate actions, Wen Xien's eyes made him feel extremely excited.

   When Ma Junying came to Qiao Ling's house, Qiao Ling hadn't finished get off work yet, so he deliberately wanted to come earlier today.

   At this time, Wen Xien should be watering flowers on the balcony.

   Ma Junying almost got a clear picture of Wen Xien's time line for a day, and she could guess what she was going to do next with her eyes closed.

   Sure enough, Ma Junying saw a thin and thin back on the balcony.

   Ma Junying's brows wrinkled calmly, why does it feel that Wen Xien is thinner than last time, he must not eat well again.

   Indifference and estrangement were evident between Wen Xien's brows and eyes, and the soft and fragrant lips were like rose petals withered at the bottom of the crystal bottle, with the coldness that had passed away with vitality.

The man had walked in front of her, and the tall figure was particularly oppressive. Wen Xien raised her eyes slightly. The dull and dull eyes were originally cold, but the end of her eyes was a little red, and she instantly became strange. It was very beautiful, against the beautiful face shrouded in shadows, like a fallen angel who was dragged into the abyss and had black wings in old mythology.

   "Have you not eaten well recently? Why do you feel thinner than a few days ago." The man's voice was low and hoarse, and his slightly gentle words were like a sympathetic murmur.

   Wen Xien tilted his head, as if worried, "Can you stay away from me?"

Ma Junying paused, raised her hand and loosened her tie, her dark eyes were locked on the person in front of her, and her indifferent and unsympathetic face always showed a strange and meaningful smile, "No, when the adults ask questions, Children need to answer a lot."

   Ma Junying would never admit that he was a little angry when he said this in Wen Xien.

   He hasn't been angry for a long time, and there is nothing to be angry with, but this person seems... always able to anger him easily.

Wen Xien blinked slowly, his black pupils looked at Ma Junying with no focus through the gauze mist, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his voice was as sweet as a juicy peach with too much sugar: "You are so annoying, Why don't you die?"

   That sweet voice, angelic face, vicious words, extreme contrast.

   The hand that was pulling the tie suddenly tightened, and Ma Junying's breathing instantly became rapid.

   He chuckled lightly, as if extremely happy, without the slightest intention of being annoyed.

   Ma Junying gasped for a moment, and when she opened her eyes again, she met Wen Xien's gaze and raised her hand to touch her face.

   As soon as his fingertips touched, he was slapped away by Wen Xien forcefully, and with a merciless snap, the back of Ma Junying's hand was slapped red by her.

  Wen Xien was expressionless, and when those eyes that were naturally emotionless looked at people coldly, they shed a frost-like chill.

   She was probably disgusted, and the hostile aura dormant in her bones and blood revealed the tip of the iceberg, stabbing at all those who were unaware of current affairs.

   "Don't touch me, disgusting."

   Ma Junying couldn't laugh anymore, his eyes darkened, his left hand tightly wrapped Wen Xi's two wrists, no matter how hard she struggled, he couldn't shake him.

  's right hand gently pulled the strands of hair that fell from her cheeks behind her ears.

His movements were obviously so gentle and harmless, but his body leaned down oppressively, his slender fingers slowly slid down his earlobe to his lower jaw, and gradually gathered and pinched the small piece of snow-white, and his thin lips were pressed against it. On a person's full lips, a slight opening and closing can cause vibrations that cannot be ignored.

   "Look, you are stained by me now."

   is really ridiculous, they are all the same kind of people, who can be cleaner than the other?

   Even if Wen Xien is clean now, so what?

   Just dye her dirty.

   There was the sound of the key being inserted at the door, Wen Xien pushed the person away almost in a conditioned reflex, and gave him a slap.

   Wen Xien: It's all to die for!

   (end of this chapter)

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