How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 284 There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I raised my brows, but my heart (42)

  My heart hurts so much, this time it seems that even my soul is hurting together. He Runcheng's brain was buzzing, and the pain that spread from his heart exploded, and the fire of karma swept into the brain instantly from the blood.

   Suddenly I felt that the young master in front of me was so unfamiliar, so unfamiliar that a person like him would never be able to reach him. He was actually nothing in Wen Xien's eyes, and at best he could only be regarded as a competent servant.

   Now this servant has made a little mistake and will be rejected.

   But he always thought he was different.

   In Wen Xien's eyes, he may be just like the cats and dogs on the side of the road, he just teased a few times when he came, and kicked away when he was bored.

   "You know right? You know I did nothing wrong..."

   Choked, trembling, crying, full of grievances, he couldn't help but say, "Does the young master not want me anymore?"

   Wen Xien, who looked down at him condescendingly, did not speak, as if he was tacitly silent.

   However, He Runcheng, who was kneeling at her feet, was embarrassed and unbearable, like a pug that couldn't be shaken off.

  He Runcheng began to question his memory, did the former young master really smile at him? Do you really touch his head? Will you really call him Runcheng intimately?

   Those were just his fantasies. The moon never came down. What he thought was just a reflection in the water.

   But it is indeed with a silly and excited heartbeat going down to pick.

  He Runcheng bit his lip and finally covered his eyes and cried out in a suppressed voice.

   "Why? Why don't I... What did I do wrong? You tell me."

  He was helpless and confused like a child who lost his way. His appearance was so miserable that Wen Xien couldn't bear it anymore.

   System: [You can't bear it? I think you are afraid of his revenge. 】

  Wen Xien gave him a white look in his heart: [Don't always think people are so sinister. 】

   System: [It's not that people are sinister, it's you that are sinister. 】

  The sinister Wen Xien has nothing to say,…

  The long silence made He Runcheng's heart get colder and colder, and tears fell from the corners of his quivering lips while trying to smile.

   This person really just abandoned him like that, for no reason.

   His throat twitched, swallowing trembling, trying his best to calm down: "Master, do you think I'm dirty?"

  Because Wen Xien turned his face sideways, he couldn't see what He Runcheng's expression was like now.

   He was supposed to be a beautiful young man with clean sunshine, but he was a little crazy.

   "Then I'll clean myself up, okay?"

   Wen Xien listened to these unexplained words, and then the air became silent, and then a stronger **** smell spread to the tip of Wen Xien's nose.

The irritating smell directly frightened Wen Xien. Looking back suddenly, he saw that the young man was holding a sharp piece of porcelain in his hand, and there were several long marks on his arm. The blood marks were deep and heavy. His sleeves were all wet.

   He actually mutilated himself? !

   There was no joy or sadness on that delicate face, but there was deep pain in the bottom of his eyes. Under the emotional impact, it became a kind of sadness that suppressed anger, and almost brought tears to those pure and clear eyes.

   But no, there is only malice that has become cloudy without knowing it, like the eve of a sudden rainstorm in midsummer.

   His voice was soft and soft, "Are you satisfied?"

  Wen Xien frowned tightly and took a step back. Her face was slightly pale, but she said with disgust, "Are you crazy? If you want to die, you will die outside. Don't get my eyes dirty here."

  The young master was very angry, and he was also extremely beautiful.

   Those indifferent eyes seem to have more emotion, although this emotion is not good, but at least there is a reaction.

   It was only at this time that He Runcheng felt that the person in front of him was real.

   The slender and delicate hand of the young man was holding the piece of porcelain tightly, and the sharp piece of paper pierced his hand, but it was very strange, why he didn't feel any pain.

   The dark eyes stared gloomily, looking back at Wen Xien with a calm and indifferent face.

   Yes, just look at me like that. Young Master Mingming also admitted that he is unique, right?

   If he despised him for being dirty, he would be willing to peel off the dirty skin.

   But then Wen Xien would probably dislike it even more.

"Master, I'm very clean. I won't get your eyes dirty. Don't drive me away. I'll die outside." Coupled with the blood stains on his face, it is a little less pitiful and a little more strange.

  Wen Xien swallowed his saliva, pretended to be calm and raised the corners of his lips slightly, his sharp and cold eyes were as cold as usual, "If you don't die, what does it have to do with me?"

   She is high above, like a god, untouchable, and can only look up.

   But what she said seemed to be the humming of a demon, full of ruthlessness and indifference.

   This young man who has always been good-natured and warm-hearted, his clean and clear eyes burst into anger: "Master, how can you be so cruel? I've been by your side for so long, don't you have any feelings for me?"

When it comes to feelings, Wen Xien's complexion changed, his warm fingers gently pinched the young man's chin and looked up at his chin, a sharp tear appeared on that indifferent and delicate face: "He Runcheng! You are not worthy of peace. I'm talking about feelings, do you know how disgusting your eyes are, it makes me want to dig it out!"

  No matter how He Runcheng is, he is only a 16-year-old boy. No matter how deep he hides, he will reveal his legs. He inadvertently reveals the hidden crazy greed and coveting.

   She knew it, so she knew it.

   A humble servant actually covets his master. If Liang Zhongshan knew about this, I am afraid it would not be as simple as being driven out of the Liang family.

   The true heart that is still sprouting, before it can bloom, will be trampled on by people as **** and turned into rotten grass.

  He Runcheng's heart beat so fast that it almost burst open, his delicate face was still dull, he held tightly, the other hand of this overly beautiful young master, as if he was afraid that she would disappear in the next second.

   "I...I, I just like young master, young master, don't drive me away, don't..."

   But Wen Xien opened his fingers one by one, and the snow-white fingertips were also stained with his blood, as if they were also stained with his breath.

   The delicate and cool skin in his hand was detached, and He Runcheng subconsciously shrank his fingertips, as if he was holding back something.

   When Wen Xien heard these words, she was actually stunned. After reacting, she started to curse her mother directly. She just said something random.

   Never thought that this sentence would be blown up. These days, he is still better than a dog licker.

   (end of this chapter)