Chapter 700 Willow Bank, morning breeze and waning moon (80)

Wen Xien quietly looked at the boiled water shaking in the water cup, and then slowly relaxed for several seconds before opening his mouth.

After drinking the water, Wen Xien had a little strength.

Looking at Wen Xien's pale face, Liang Liang felt particularly distressed. He reached out to touch Wen Xien's cheek, but Wen Xien hid it lightly.

Liang Liang was stunned, his hands stiffened in the air, and he seemed to be unable to react.

Wen Xien and Liang Liang met in sight.

What kind of vision is that?

Just like looking at strangers, to be more precise, it is like looking at the stones on the roadside.

Liang Liang, whose eyes were as pricked as ice, was stunned for several minutes, and his face suddenly looked ugly.

Ignoring the panic in my heart, Liang Liang calmed his tone and coaxed his child with a patient and gentle voice.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? The fever has just subsided, and the sweat may be a little too much, but it's better not to take a shower. I'll help you wipe your body when the time comes."

Wen Xien looked at him motionlessly, his backlit face hidden in the shallow shadows, and his low voice was soft.

"When will I go?"

Liang Liang was stunned for a moment, not understanding what she was talking about.

Wen Xien's lips were pale and repeated again.

"When will you let me go?"

Liang Liang thought Wen Xien was burned, so he smiled helplessly, raised one leg and pressed it against the bed, and reached out to her with a smile.

"Baby, what stupid things are you saying..."

"Do not touch me."

Wen Xien avoided his hands with great movements, and his tone was extremely resistant.

Liang Liang's smile stopped and his hand hanging in the air retracted.

He still smiled, but his voice was a little heavier.

"Yeah, don't make trouble, take the medicine first."

In the faint light, Wen Xien stared at Liang Liang's tall figure tensely. She had thought a lot in her mind and had already made plans. Although she was very tired now, she was very excited.

But for Liang Liang who suddenly changed his face, Wen Xien was still in a conditioned fear. He tightly grasped the edge of the quilt, as if he had to pluck up the courage to speak, which made Liang Liang almost hear it.

"This is my home."

"……What?"

"This is my home, please go out."

Wen Xien repeated it, the breeze blew up the curtains, and the light shone out Wen Xien's face. Her face was pale and her expression was tired. Her green eyes were extremely clean, and she looked innocent and innocent, but there was a lot of melancholy and fragility in her eyebrows.

Liang Liang stared at her without saying a word.

"Aren't you just for fun? It's enough to play for so long, right? I don't want to waste time with you now, Liang Liang, do you still remember what I said to you last time?"

Wen Xien said intermittently, with a little nervousness in his tone, as if he was alert to fear that he would hurt him at any time. After all, Liang Liang probably didn't know how scary he looked now.

Liang Liang's face was gloomy and blue veins swelled up. He turned around the bed with a blue face for a few times. He couldn't help it. He stretched out his long hand and grabbed the quilt. Regardless of her struggle, he grabbed the quilt in his arms, pinching her chin and forcing her to look at him.

"Who said I'm here to have fun? If I'm really here to have fun, I'll serve you so much like a patriarch!"

His low voice suppressed his anger, his attitude was tough, and he was mixed with a bit of unaware grievance.

Seeing Wen Xien's eyes wide open and trembling subconsciously, he felt a little soft-hearted again, rubbing her blood-free lips heavily, and said in a suffocation.

"...Don't be afraid of me. I like you so much, how could I hurt you... Isn't it good to stop saying such things in the future?"

Although he did have the idea of ​​playing at the beginning, he had already become sincere before he knew it. Because he knew that the method of getting her was too despicable at first, he tried every means to make up for it in the days that followed.

He has never served someone so hard and did his best, and he really held Wen Xien in his heart.

But for so long, Liang Liang was also moved by himself. He felt that as long as he paid more and was twice as good as Wen Xien, he could make up for the mistakes he had made before.

Wen Xien has never asked about his opinion, nor has he ever cared about whether Wen Xien is willing to accept it.

By standard, it is undeniable that Liang Liang is very outstanding. He is tall and handsome, from a wealthy family, and has excellent abilities. He is completely a few streets away from his peers. The most for such a man is women. Perhaps he has been sought after, and that kind of arrogance and arrogance have been engraved into his bones.

Wen Xien is not a saint, how can he not blame others for being treated like this?

But she doesn't want to get entangled with people like Liang Liang. When will the revenge be repaid? She doesn't want to spend too much effort on unimportant things.

"You must be blaming me. I said I knew I was wrong. I won't do that again in the future."

Wen Xien said lightly: "This is not a strange thing, you understand what I mean."

Liang Liang shook his head repeatedly: "You must be blaming me. I disagree. I don't allow it! Yes, we were all fine before, why did we say these words suddenly? Is someone teaching you?"

When the man talked about it, a trace of darkness and violence flashed in his eyes.

"No matter what others do, no one teaches me." Wen Xien looked at him, "I have never been voluntary. Do we have to do this all our lives? Don't you have to get married and have children?"

Liang Liang's eyes were red and he hurriedly said, "Yeah, don't think too much! I have only liked you from beginning to end."

He is now 25 years old and his family is urging him to get married, but those are just scenes. He can't like those women at all, just to use them to make excuses for their family members.

"Like?" Wen Xien laughed, "What do you like? What's our relationship now? A sufficient amount is a **." Wen Xien's eyes were slightly cold, "When you get married, what's my identity? A mistress or a lover?"

If it really reaches that level, what should that girl do? How pitiful that girl should be.

"No! Yes, no! I didn't want to marry them, I don't like them at all!" He grabbed Wen Xien's hand tightly, "You have to believe me! I will only be with you in my life, and there will be no one else!"

The man who kept saying that he loved her was not clear to other women behind his back. Wen Xien really wanted to know how he had the face to say these words.

Let’s take a look at what Liang Liang did before. How did he treat someone he likes? He treated him more like a toy!

Wen Xien's voice was slightly cold: "But I don't like you."

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