Chapter 318 There is no way to eliminate this feeling, but it has just fallen down, but it has come to my heart (73)

The silver-white dawn gradually turned red, and the morning glow reflected on the window stick.

Fighting against the gentle morning breeze, we stretched out our waist branches, and the grass was shining with crystal dewdrops, rolling and shining.

The morning light surged, and the hazy sunlight was surging from the glass, and the slightly warm wind penetrated into the window, bringing the veil of the curtains to fly.

The halo covered the two people hugging on the big bed, the bronze and cold white entangled each other, and they suddenly became one.

Fan Xian moved his fingertips and opened his eyes.

He got her.

Supreme satisfaction.

Almost crazy.

Fan Xian lowered his head and put his warm lips on Wen Xien's forehead.

...

Beautiful and exquisite man sleeping in bed.

I was drowsy and sweating profusely, as if I was trapped in an endless nightmare.

The man's hideous face and scarlet eyes were dominated by desire, and he was roughly re-entered into the dream one by one.

Wen Xien suddenly woke up, pinched his fingertips into his palm, and dark red blood oozed out of his fingernails.

A broken hoarse sounded from her throat.

He stumbled out of bed, but his legs became weak and he knelt down.

The folded waist made the pain and it swept across the body.

She curled up tightly, grabbed her hair helplessly and confusedly, and was willing to let go until a stinging pain came from her scalp.

The breath of breath gradually increased when she exhaled in. She grabbed the carpet on the ground nervously, and her beautiful eyes were silent and empty.

At this time, the breeze penetrated the window screen, squeezed into the room, and swept through her exposed skin.

The warm sunny weather covers a cold box.

In the quiet room, a "click" suddenly sounded, which was particularly clear.

The door opens-

Fan Xian turned cold.

The windows in the bedroom are still open, and the white window screens blown by the wind are slowly arousing.

The bed in the center was empty, leaving only a few obvious folds that showed that someone had lie down not long ago.

Fan Xian lowered his eyes, expressionless.

The moment he turned around and went out, he suddenly noticed the extremely subtle movement in the wardrobe.

Fan Xian pursed his lips, his eyes were dull and there was no trace of light.

He took a step.

The sound goes from far to near.

The wardrobe door suddenly shook, and such invisible tremors were magnified countless times in Fan Xian's eyes.

The people in the closet seemed to be extremely frightened, and as the footsteps got closer and closer, they turned violent trembling.

Fan Xian paused.

He opened the cabinet door.

Wen Xien curled up in the corner of the wardrobe, holding his knees tightly with his hands, and burying his head between his legs.

This is an extremely insecure attitude. Be prepared to isolate all dangers.

hide?

Where can I hide?

The fingers hanging on my side slowly pinched up, and the blue veins on the back of my hand burst out clearly.

He took a step forward.

Wen Xien shook even more, fear and fear were almost engraved into the bones.

"No...don't come here..."

Fan Xian squatted down and stood at the same level as Wen Xien.

He stretched out his hand to touch Wen Xien, and Wen Xien subconsciously shrank back.

The hand that was staying in the air paused slightly, as if restraining something.

The moment when his hand was about to touch, Wen Xien suddenly let out a torn cry.

Fan Xian stopped restraintly, clasped his palms in the air of nothingness, and the extreme pain that flowed almost broke away from his eyes and turned into substance.

A long silence.

The man suddenly knelt down and hit the ground with his knees.

This arrogant, noble man with a strong sense of self-esteem completely admitted losing for the only time.

The girl who was helpless to him.

The man bent over and knelt down in this pious and humble manner.

Like a fanatical believer confesses to his gods the mistakes he has made and prays for the greatest degree of forgiveness.

He originally wanted to boil the frogs in warm water, but he didn't want to do this. He didn't want to force Wen Xien, but he knew that if he didn't force him, they would have no future at all.

IQ should not be like this, but selfishness is also secretly happy. Even though he was very angry yesterday, he did not lose control to the point where he could not control himself.

So half of them follow the trend.

After a long wait, his legs were already a little numb.

And his noble god was finally willing to give him a look.

The man looked up humbly and looked obsessedly.

The god's eyes were filled with nearly desperate sorrow and gloomy fear.

In that distracted vision, fear blends into reality.

In an instant, Fan Xian's breathing was deprived of all by this perception, and the suffocation of pinching his throat made him cry.

But no one knows whether these tears are regretful or something.

He stretched out his hand like crazy and hugged Wen Xien tightly.

"Yeah...I love you."

"Don't be afraid of me."

"I hurt you, right?"

"Yeah, don't be angry, don't be angry."

But the body in my arms was still trembling, and I couldn't stop trembling.

The man hugged her, and the dim light in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

...

"Fan Xian...I hate you so much." A gentle tone came from the man's arms.

But the content revealed in the words made people shudder.

Fan Xian kept tightening Wen Xien's waist, and his eyes climbed up with scarlet blood, ferocious and vicious.

That's great, at least you won't forget me.

As summer comes, some of the flawless lotus flowers bloom with buds, while others are about to bloom.

Some are pink like clouds, and some are pure white like snow.

Against the backdrop of the green lotus leaves, her usual style is revealed: it emerges from the mud without being stained, and is washed in the clear water without being charming.

Wen Xien hasn't been home for four days, which is something that is not common.

Although Wen Xien is occasionally not at home, he has never been outside for so many days.

Shen Yue thought it was nothing a day or two ago, but she was a little irritable. However, on the fourth day, Shen Yue finally couldn't hold back her anger.

Shen Yue frowned irritably, and was inexplicably panicked. He turned cold and asked someone to check Wen Xien's geographical location.

But to Shen Yue's surprise, he could not find out where Wen Xien is now.

This result made Shen Yue's uneasy ferment to the extreme, so she wanted to find it herself.

When he stepped out of the Liang family's door, Shen Yue saw Liang Yujin and He Runcheng.

But he only looked at it for a second and then hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

However, Liang Yujin shouted when she saw Shen Yue, "Shen Yue, what happened? It looked like a hurry."

Shen Yue was extremely impatient and anxious. He pursed his thin lips tightly, ignored her at all, and left, as if she was like air.

Liang Yujin's face turned pale and red. She felt that Shen Yue looked down on her. Since she was with He Runcheng, Shen Yue has always been lukewarm to her, and now she ignores her even more.

Liang Yujin, who has been used to being praised recently, felt dissatisfied, but she did not show it. She just lowered her eyelashes dimly and fragilely and approached He Runcheng tightly.

He Runcheng looked at her casually, his handsome face slightly cold.

(End of this chapter)
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