Chapter 688 Willow Bank, morning breeze and waning moon (67)

"Yeah? Yeah..."

In a strange dream, it is so real and so reassuring. If she must face those cruel reality when she wakes up, she wants to fall asleep forever.

In a trance, she felt herself lying in a warm sea, wrapped in warmth, and was never as comfortable as waking up.

However, the gentle call from the shore was about to take her away. She didn't want to open her eyes, her fingers moved slightly, as if she was trying to retain the sea water that left her.

In the increasingly anxious call, she finally got out of this part and became peaceful.

Wen Xien opened his eyes and the light poured down.

It turned out that it was dawning.

This familiar ceiling made Wen Xien feel a little dazed, just their villa.

"Yeah, I slept so hard."

The man's handsome and gentle face came into his eyes, and his dark eyes that seemed gentle were filled with secret worry.

Seeing her awake, the man hugged her in his arms with a gentle expression, and his distinctive palms slowly stroked against her back.

Although through the suit jacket and a thin layer of underwear, Wen Xien still felt the tense muscles on the man's body soften the moment he contacted her.

What Wen Xien didn't know was that she didn't sleep all night, but for a day.

Only then did Liang Liang realize that he forced Wen Xien too tightly, and he frightened the person.

But at that time he was like a primitive beast with no sense at all. He was always better at controlling his emotions than anyone else.

But he met Wen Xien.

The faint cold fragrance on Wen Xien made him unable to help but indulge.

He lowered his head tightly, buried his head in Wen Xien's neck, buried his cheeks in the snow-white skin with a faint cold fragrance, and greedily absorbed the juicy fragrance like an addict intriguing poppy fragrance.

Perhaps it was this seductive fragrance that confused him, and the man showed regret for the first time, "Yeah, I'm sorry."

This apology is more sincere than ever.

But what Wen Xien never wants is an apology.

Wen Xien half-closed his eyes, his green eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, and his pale lips were bloodless. "I had a dream."

"It's very real, it makes me unable to tell whether it's true or false."

The man subconsciously hugged Wen Xien tightly, allowing her to embed her closer in his arms, as if this would allow Liang Liang to gain peace of mind and let that panic disappear.

Wen Xien still had no expression, but you looked into her eyes as if you were crying silently.

"I don't want to wake up, why do you wake me up?"

She asked so naively, but she did not mean to blame, but a calm description.

Wen Xien fell into his memories and couldn't extricate himself, but his body was suddenly carefully straightened.

She looked at the man who pushed her away inexplicably, but ran into a pair of dark eyes full of complex emotions. It seemed that a storm was brewing deep in her dull pupils, "Yeah, look at me."

The man's tone sounded so serious. Wen Xien subconsciously blinked his eyes and stared at the pupils quietly as he said. Then he saw the man's face sinking a little bit, and at a certain moment, even a trace of almost terrifying sinism appeared.

Wen Xien was anxiously trying to stay away, but the man grabbed his hands and pressed them back into his arms.

Warm breath sprayed on the side of her neck, and Wen Xien heard the man's slightly hoarse voice in his ears: "Sorry, I'm scared."

“…”

Wen Xien pursed his light lips, and his golden hair was still dazzling and beautiful.

The slender eyelashes trembled, and woke up from the inexplicable dreamy emotions before, and inexplicable fear gradually surged from the bottom of my heart.

The keen sense of smell belonging to the small animal made Wen Xien feel a dangerous smell of the storm. She lowered her eyelashes and tried to maintain the appearance of coldness and alienation to make a request: "I'm going back."

Wen Xien couldn't see the man's expression, but he could feel the man's muscles tensed again in an instant.

The terrifying sense of oppression heated up and spread in the air, and Wen Xien froze involuntarily. She could sense that Liang Liang had torn off his disguise mask and revealed his essence.

This is the reason why he pretended to be gentle, because Liang Liang was too cold, and this indifference had surpassed the human character, and no one would accept him like this.

"Okay, as long as you want."

After a while, the man finally responded in a low and gentle tone, as if he had returned to normal again.

He slowly let go of his arms around Wen Xien, staring at Wen Xien with dark eyes, looking at him with cold and calm eyes, his thin lips slightly raised, revealing a gentle and hypocritical smile.

“We will meet soon.”

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Liang Liang originally wanted to send Wen Xien back in person, but seemed to receive a very important call on the way, but he couldn't get away, so he asked the driver to send her off.

Mr. Gao offered to send her with the driver for the first time.

Wen Xien glanced at Gao Shiliang in surprise. In fact, it didn't need to be delivered. Why was it necessary? Moreover, she and Gao Shiliang didn't seem to be very familiar with each other. An inexplicable strange feeling surged out from the bottom of her heart like deep-sea foam.

And she always felt that Gao Shiliang was very strange today, and it made her feel uncomfortable when she looked.

Wen Xi'en was secretly glancing at Gao Shiliang, and when he raised his eyes, he was caught.

The man with sparse eyebrows and a little tender eyes looked at her deeply for a while, and his dark eyes seemed to have some kind of depression and depressing emotions hidden. After a while, he felt aware of the corner of his mouth and showed her a sunny smile.

For some reason, this familiar smile made Wen Xien shudder.

She subconsciously took a step back. Her nerves were tense these days, and she was particularly sensitive to dangerous emotions and wanted to stay away from them.

Seeing Gao Shiliang's face turned mute and looking at her with a smile on his face, Wen Xien didn't want to get close to him.

After being dragged into the car by Gao Shiliang, Wen Xien slowed down his hand speed. He watched Gao Shiliang raise the baffle of the front and rear seats, and separate a closed space with dark light from the back seat. Wen Xien pursed his pale lips and half-hugged his slender eyelashes.

There was a sense of weakness, pitiful, and helplessness inexplicably.

"Am I scared? I didn't do anything to you."

Gao Shiliang smiled and pressed Wen Xien, who was premonitioning danger, into his arms, and his eyes followed the slightly open collar to the deep and shallow red marks below the collarbone. His dark eyes instantly fell from an angle that the person in his arms could not see, and cold poison juice was almost drained from the depths of his pupils.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!