How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 294 There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I raised my eyebrows, but my heart (52)

  Liang Yujin bit her lip helplessly, and wanted to say something, but looking at Shen Yue's indifferent profile, she couldn't say anything for a moment.

   Gang Yu Yu Yu slowly stopped, Shen Yue simply gave Liang Yujin the umbrella in her hand, and left first with her hat on.

  Shen Yue went to the pharmacy to buy medicine, but he ran out of stomach medicine at home. He had a slight anorexia, and he often missed a meal.

   In the past few days, he has been very tired, but his stomach discomfort is like the sudden pain of thousands of needles.

   After buying a few more boxes of medicine, Shen Yue went home.

   What greeted him was a dark and icy cold. Shen Yue took stomach medicine and lay on the sofa to rest. The lights were not turned on, and the light coming in from the window was white and cold.

Shen Yue tilted her head blankly, and vaguely saw a person's face from the dull moonlight. in the sparkle.

His heart was aching, and the thoughts that rose up with it set off a violent desire. He closed his eyes and kept muttering something. The silence made people even more lonely. He gasped and covered his eyes with his arms. Silent tears dipped into the temples.

  My stomach hurts so much. I didn't feel so bad before, but I've really become squeamish.

  Shen Yue wiped her face and sat up from the sofa. He opened the package, and the peach blossom cake exuded a faint fragrance.

   Twisted a piece, took a light bite, and the sweet and greasy taste instantly filled the air.

  The room was silent, and the black slanted in outside the window completely covered the room.

   The peach blossom cake in the mouth doesn't seem to be so sweet anymore, on the contrary, it has a bitter taste.

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   Three years have passed.

Wen Xien and Fan Xian are getting closer and closer, mainly because Wen Xien started to take over the Liang family's business. She has never been interested in this kind of business, but Liang Zhongshan is determined not to let Wen Xien get involved, and there is really no way to push it. Had to reluctantly took over some things.

   Wen Xien hadn't studied well since she was a child, so even some small businesses made her feel extremely painful.

Every day, I was dizzy and annoyed by various professional terms, and Liang Zhongshan also ordered that if he refused to study hard, he would not be allowed to go out. At first, Wen Xien was also stubborn. Yue, can only sit in the company with her head down.

   After more than a year of running-in, Wen Xien finally found a way to handle the business independently. Although the result of the handling was not very satisfactory, at least it was not bad.

In the past year, Fan Xian helped Wen Xien a lot. Fan Xian started taking over the big business a few years earlier than her, and he could negotiate almost every pen. Handy for those big business, mixed into a giant in the business world.

   So when he was willing to help Wen Xien figure it out step by step, Wen Xien was really grateful to him.

   Later, Wen Xien also began to slowly take over those larger businesses, and Liang Zhongshan would also give up some power. After Wen Xien was on the right track, he would often find Fan Xian out for drinks.

   "Old Mrs. Qi's birthday in two days, don't you have a business deal with the Qi family? Let's go together?"

   Wen Xien nodded, "Okay, please help me prepare an extra gift."

   Fan Xian shook his glass and scolded with a smile, "You smart ghost, you know how to call me."

  Wen Xien laughed lightly, the end of his low voice line was slightly hooked up, with a bit of laziness when he woke up.

   She lowered her head and didn't speak, but her crow's wing-like eyelashes trembled slightly, making her look seductive.

   "How can it be called a commander? I'm asking you, Brother Fan..."

  In the eyes of the rich second generation, they all regard Fan Xian as their brother, and they like the name of Fan Ge Fan Ge.

   But this sentence, Brother Fan, in Wen Xien's mouth, felt a different flavor.

   The smoke gradually blurred the two very close eyebrows, Fan Xian looked at Wen Xien's ruthless but contented demeanor, and suddenly his heart thumped uncontrollably.

  Fan Xian paused for a moment, and smiled calmly, "When you ask me, you will know your name is brother."

"No way." The beautiful person took a deep breath of the slightly choked cigarette, and the mouth was bitten by Yan Hong'er's lips to break a few dark water stains. in enticement.

   The decadent and fragile ones seem to be able to be handled by anyone, and when you touch them lightly, an inexplicable sense of fragility comes.

   She swallowed the blue-gray smoke and looked up at Fan Xian, Nong Li's brows and eyes were smiling.

  Fan Xian lowered his eyelashes slightly, then hooked his shoulders and took her over. A sinister smile appeared on his handsome and angular face, a **** mess.

   "I'm calling my brother to listen."

   His tone was like a seductive innocent child.

   Fan Xian's body has a faint smell of alcohol, and mixed with high-grade cologne on his body, it is not unpleasant, on the contrary, there is a smell of male hormones.

   So Wen Xien didn't push him away, but he didn't want to do anything to him, and he didn't want to cry.

   Wen Xien finished drinking the wine in the glass, looked at his watch, and said, "I won't make trouble with you. I have business to discuss tomorrow, so I'll go back first."

  Wen Xien just informed him, and left with his coat without wanting to pass by him.

   Lu Qian, who was sitting on the other side, turned his head when he heard the movement at the door, and sneered when he saw Fan Xian in a suit sitting alone there, looking out of place.

   "Sheehan just left? Why does he look like he was abandoned."

   Fan Xian glanced at him sideways, and said expressionlessly, "Serve the wine."

  Lu Qian was startled, his joking expression subsided, and his tone showed a serious tone, "What's the matter, you still need to drink, are you alright, I'll just talk about it."

   Fan Xian didn't say a word, he leaned back on his back, closed his eyes and rested, no matter how tired he looked.

  Lu Qian hesitated a bit and stopped talking, beckoning the waiter to bring a few bottles of brandy over.

   After waiting for the wine, Fan Xian raised his head, the ice cubes hit the wine glass, his Adam's apple rolled, and it was clear to the end.

   Seeing Fan Xian pouring three cups in a row like this, Lu Qian nervously grabbed the cup and said, "Brother Fan, you don't drink like this."

   Fan Xian's eyes were dark, and he scratched his hair irritably, precipitating a deep depression.

   He didn't answer either, he simply leaned back on the sofa, took out a cigarette and bit it.

  The slender, well-jointed hand turned the lighter, opened the lid with a clatter, and ignited, the flame was bright and extinguished, and the smoke that came out covered his face, and he was extremely silent.

   After a long time, he shook off the cigarette ashes, closed his eyes and continued smoking. The lamp hanging from the ceiling cast a thin light, depicting this deep and sharp profile.

   The man's half-closed eyelashes extended to the skin, leaving a faint shadow, and his meticulous hair was slightly messy.

   (end of this chapter)