Chapter 299 This feeling is helpless, but it is just a brow that falls in my heart (54)

She was like a quiet ink painting, with her eyebrows and frowns all the painter carefully outlined the delicate facial features and even the shadows were so flawless.

He has black eyes and white skin, a light expression, like an amazing immortal.

Qi Yaoqiong looked at her blankly. The moment she looked at each other, her face suddenly turned red, revealing a bit of her daughter's shyness and softness. Even her voice softened a lot, as if she was afraid of scaring Wen Xien away.

"You, you belong to that family, why haven't you seen you?"

Wen Xien smiled and said jokingly.

"I belong to the Liang family and have long been recognising Miss Qi's name."

Qi Yaoqiong touched her hair, nervously at a loss. She said in a daze, but her eyes were stuck to Wen Xien, as if she was reluctant to leave, racking her brains to chat with Wen Xien more.

"Then are you free? I, I want to chat with you alone."

The man was stunned and said nothing, even laughing, his eyebrows and eyes bent.

Does this little girl only know one way to make a difference?

Wen Xien's smile made Yue Qing blush, and the spoiled woman could not help but whisper in front of the banished immortal.

"What are you laughing at? Am I funny?"

Wen Xien's eyes were full of smiles, and his lips were smiling, just like the flowers in spring morning, slowly blooming, which was really hard to calm down.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to chat with Fan Xian alone? This is not very good."

The nice voice is playful and inexplicably scattered, but it is not annoying. On the contrary, it makes people blush and heartbeat.

Qi Yaoqiong's heartbeats very fast, like a deer ramming, and red clouds like clouds, staring at Wen Xien in a daze.

Wen Xien always leaned on Fan Xian, with a leisurely posture and careless look.

Looking at the girl in front of her, Fan Xian frowned. He pulled Wen Xien's wrist and glanced at Qi Yaoqiong faintly.

It was just this time that a chill suddenly rose from his back. Qi Yaoqiong was so scared that she stayed in place. It was not until Fan Xian left that she suddenly came to her senses and her face was pale.

Why did she think... Fan Xian really want to kill herself?

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"How many times have I told you, don't talk to that kind of woman. Miss Qi looks like a watery poplar flower, and she loves the other."

Fan Xian told Wen Xien with great sincerity that kind of women is not good, so he should not talk to that kind of women, and he should not talk to that kind of women, and said that he would be ruined by those women.

Only then did Wen Xien realize that Fan Xian was so conservative and looked quite open when he was with him.

Wen Xien leaned lazily against the corridor column, kicked him boredly, and jokingly: "Then tell me what kind of girl is good."

The straight suit pants were left with a footprint of Wen Xien. Wen Xien looked at it and found it fun. Fan Xian was very delicate in life. He was always meticulous. He still had long hair and sprayed men's perfume. However, he was cut off by Mr. Fan with scissors. For this reason, Fan Xian cried secretly and happened to be hit by Wen Xien, so he was ridiculed.

He seemed to look at Wen Xien and answered casually, as if he was reluctant to answer this question, but he still said slowly: "Anyway, it's not possible to be like Miss Qi. There is no such thing as a lady from a family. Whoever marrys her will be a bad luck for eight lifetimes."

Wen Xien only felt that Fan Xian's contempt seemed familiar. He also said that Chen Yue at that time, but Wen Xien didn't feel much now, just smiled: "You even think Miss Qi looks so beautiful, so who will you give to your precious feelings?"

Fan Xian was silent for a while this time, as if he was thinking about it seriously, and then slowly replied: "I am a little bit narrow-minded and can only hide one person."

When he was young, there were always times when he was about to move. Wen Xien would play with Lu Qian and the others, but he was always there and never did anything out of the ordinary. Because Fan Xian was strict in charge of Mr. Fan, when Fan Xian was sensible, he asked him to take over the family business and Fan Xian was never interested in this area and never joined.

Wen Xien just didn't expect that he was such a dedicated person and could not tell whether he was safe.

"I don't know which girl you really will fall into, I'm really looking forward to."

Wen Xien smiled and joked with a smile. He also smiled, his tone seemed a little gentle: "You will know."

Fan Xian just pulled Wen Xien out for some breathing, and pulled Wen Xien back when the time was almost time.

Wen Xien took a glass of champagne and raised his eyes slightly, just as he saw the familiar figure on the stage.

On the stage high.

When the rain clears, the clouds rise, the mist condenses into frost, the sound of the flute rises, and the morning light breaks through the sleeves of the water; while the smiles, sings all the warmth and coldness of the world, without caring about the heart, hiding thousands of sorrows.

The flower actress with heavy makeup was wearing a white and red water-sleeved silk skirt, which made her look slender and upright.

When I raised my eyes, there seemed to be countless sorrows in my eyes.

He shook his sleeves and looked up helplessly.

As soon as you turn around, you will find a period of indescribable romance.

Wen Xien had not come back to his senses until the actor stepped down.

She was in a daze now, and she escaped from the person she wanted to meet for three years, and just broke into her sight recklessly.

It seems like she was back to the scene when she first met the Liyuan Flower Dan.

Wen Xien's eyes heated up and immediately withdrew his gaze.

Her hands couldn't help but tremble slightly, and she almost spilled the champagne in her wine glass out of her mouth. She apologized in a daze, feeling panic.

Wen Xien stood in the crowd and looked at his back from afar, his heart ached.

Fan Xian has been observing Wen Xien's expression since he moved in, but the result was as expected and beyond his expectations.

It has been three years since he naively thought that Wen Xien had put it down, but the ring that Wen Xien had been wearing in his ring finger kept reminding him that Wen Xien had not forgotten.

Wen Xien was still thinking about that thing!

The man looked coldly and looked at Wen Xien with a condescending face. His eyes were not warm at all, and the thin lips lined with a sharp curve.

He stretched out a pair of hot big hands to cover Wen Xien's eyes. The other person's eyelashes trembled slightly in his palms, and Fan Xian's heart also shook.

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"Yeah, don't look."

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Seeing that Wen Xien was not in good condition, but had a large order with the Qi family. He settled Wen Xien in a corner and asked him to rest here and not run around, so he went to talk to the Qi family by himself.

The second in charge of the Qi family is a middle-aged man. He looks very blessed and always looks smiling. In fact, the smart people in the mainland are like old foxes.

It takes a few words to spare the person. Fan Xian was very patient and smiled on the surface and told him about cooperation, but Yu Guang was actually always with Wen Xien.

?         ?Please call me diligent in the future!

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(End of this chapter)
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