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Chapter 647 Willow Bank, Xiaofeng Waning Moon (22)

Chapter 647 Willow Bank, morning breeze and waning moon (22)

The man smiled very sunnyly, softening his overly sharp outline, "The main reason is that Teacher Wen's condition doesn't seem to be very good. Are you sick?"

As soon as Hill said that, his face darkened for a while, and soon returned to normal, he did not say much, "It's very late, let's go back first."

After saying that, Hill pulled Wen Xien away.

Watching the two figures walking away, Chen Jiguang's smile had long disappeared.

——

After returning, Chen Jiguang lay on the bed and couldn't sleep.

The restlessness in his body had become more and more exciting, and his mind became clearer. The excessively soaring adrenaline even made him notice some details that he had never imagined before.

If ordinary people encounter such a thing, they will not be so calm. Wen Xien is a bit abnormal to be calm...

His narrow eyes suddenly opened.

It's like...

It's like getting used to it...

All of this seemed to be strange everywhere, and Chen Jiguang couldn't help frowning and fell into deep thought.

No matter what, Wen Xien's attitude made him very uncomfortable. If Wen Xien's attitude is a little more intense, he would not be so anxious.

The man with messy hair rubbed the ends of his hair and tickled a little irritated.

What do you want to do so much? Anyway, it's just a fun thing.

——

Hill waited Wen Xien back to the villa and applied medicine to Wen Xien. After all, these traces are too conspicuous. There will be scenes tomorrow. If someone sees them, things will become even more troublesome.

After taking the medicine, Hill touched Wen Xien's hair: "Don't think too much, have a good sleep today, and don't hear it when you go to a place where there is no one."

Hill also found this kind of thing very difficult. Wen Xien didn't know anything and couldn't check it out after asking. He could only suffer a loss. Even if Hill has great ability, he could not find it out.

Wen Xien's eyes passed by him and saw Liang Liang who was walking in.

Liang Liang seemed to have just finished his work. He was tall and thin, and standing there was a dazzling posture of a dragon and a phoenix among people.

He had his hands in his pockets and a black baseball cap, and his handsome face had no expression, "Silgo."

He interrupted Hill, and Hill had to shut up and not talk nonsense. When he turned around and saw him, he finally smiled.

"Are you finished?"

He hid the medicine in his pocket, helped Wen Xien tidy up his clothes, and strode over and patted Liang Liang on the shoulder, "Are you tired in the past few days? I heard from your assistant that the workload is very heavy, and I have been a little tired in the past few days. I haven't followed you, so don't be lazy."

"kindness."

Hill reminded Liang Liang earnestly for a while, and left without staying for too long.

Seeing the door closed, Wen Xien lowered his head and walked upstairs without saying a word.

Liang Liang turned sideways and blocked her way.

Wen Xien still lowered his head and muttered, "You are blocking my way."

Liang Liang's eyes fell on her slightly swollen lips and said calmly, "What is your relationship with Hilgo?"

When he came in just now, he saw the two of them getting together in close poses, and Hill was too good to Wen Xien, so it was hard not to think too much.

After a few seconds of silence, Wen Xien raised his eyes, his long and dense eyelashes had a childish charm that was brushing his heart with a feather fan, but his expression was confused and confused.

"What are you talking about?"

Liang Liang seemed to smile, and the curve of the corners of his lips was fleeting.

He said seriously, "Silge has a girlfriend."

Hearing this, Wen Xien couldn't help biting his lips, and his teeth bit out a circle of red lips, like ripples that swept open.

She lowered her eyes, her face pale and abnormal. She could understand what Liang Liang meant. Maybe normal people would be angry or angry when they were said like this, but Wen Xien just said in a low voice.

"Don't have any light with you."

Liang Liang was not angry, but instead smiled with a temper, "I'm for your own good..."

Wen Xien stopped talking.

Liang Liang's eyes drooped, and he slowly glanced at her snow-white sneakers with extreme restraint. When the Adam's apple rolled, his voice became hoarse.

“…that’s not good.”

Even though he was separated by an arm, Wen Xien felt his whole body tense, his back was straight, his arms were sagging, and his slightly curled fingers were trembling slightly under the slightest endurance.

The relationship between the two of them was not good, and neither of them said a few words, so Wen Xien was not moved by Liang Liang's words at all.

Even if it is said in a normal tone, it still has a coquettish smell.

"Don't talk nonsense."

The idea of ​​climbing out like a vine was broken, and Liang Liang relaxed a little.

He pushed the ready-to-move thought back into the depths again, nodded with a quiet expression, and did not hold on any longer.

He glanced at Wen Xien's soft and golden hair, and he touched it casually, pressed it down like a playful moment, and his low voice was gentle: "Go to rest early."

Wen Xien glanced at him and went upstairs.

However, Liang Liang was not as relaxed as it seemed. He originally thought that Wen Xien would slapped his hand away or avoid it, but he didn't expect that he would touch his head so well-behavedly.

It's really cute...

——

Wen Xien was putting on makeup in the dressing room. She was playing with her cell phone, her expression was cold and she looked unsightly.

The makeup artist was nervous at first, but she soon discovered that Wen Xien was not as cold as he appeared. She raised her head and kept her moving, and was so obedient.

Hill was still next to him, and he kept muttering in Wen Xien's ear, asking her not to run around, and keep her phone on her body, and keep in touch at any time.

Wen Xien was not bothered and listened quietly.

"Teacher Wen," the door was knocked, and Chen Jiguang walked in. He was wearing the work clothes of the car wash staff. His sloppy clothes were particularly stylish by his tall and strong body, and he walked like a model.

Wen Xien turned his head and looked at him, nodded, as a response.

This is something that has never been seen before. Wen Xien used to treat people as air.

Although Hill didn't like this man very much, he didn't say anything. After all, it was this man he found Wen Xien yesterday.

Chen Jiguang's eyes flashed across Wen Xien's delicate and soft side face. Somehow, a sweet feeling appeared in his mouth. He smiled slightly, "Teacher Wen, wait a moment will be our scene, I'm a little nervous."

Hill happened to receive a call. Seeing that Chen Jiguang and Wen Xien got along well, he went out first.

Wen Xiyu sat on the chair, Qing Lingling's eyes were placed on the ground, "I'm nervous too."

"Will Teacher Wen be nervous?" Chen Jiguang brought her a glass of water and said softly, "I can't tell. I thought Teacher Wen was not under any pressure at all, after all, Teacher Wen's acting skills are so good."

This fragrant rainbow fart was spoken from Chen Jiguang's mouth, just like it was true.

? ?Good night

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