How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 296 There is no way to get rid of this situation, so I raised my eyebrows, but my heart (54)

   She is like a standing ink painting, with every eyebrow and a frown, the artist carefully outlines the delicate facial features, and even the shadows are so flawless.

   He has black eyes and white muscles, and his expression is light, like a peerless fairy.

  Qi Yaoqiong stared at her blankly. The moment she looked at each other, her face suddenly turned red, showing a bit of her daughter's shyness and softness, and even her voice softened a lot, for fear of scaring Wen Xien away.

   "You, you belong to that family, why, why haven't I seen you?"

   Wen Xien smiled and said jokingly.

   "I'm from the Liang family, and I've admired Miss Qi's name for a long time."

  Qi Yaoqiong touched her hair, nervously at a loss, she snorted in a daze, but her eyes were glued to Wen Xien, as if she was reluctant to leave, racking her brains to talk to Wen Xien more.

   "Then are you free? I, I want to chat with you alone."

  The man was stunned, and even smiled, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

   Does this little girl only have one way of picking up stubborn things?

  Wen Xien's smile made Yue Qing blushed, and the savage woman couldn't help but whisper softly in front of the immortal person.

   "What are you laughing at, am I funny?"

  Wen Xien's eyes were full of smiles, and there was a smile on his lips, even if the flower of the spring dawn, slowly flourishing, it really made people unable to meditate.

   "Didn't you just say you wanted to chat with Fan Xian alone? Wouldn't that be great?"

   The nice voice has a playful meaning, inexplicably a little airy, but it is not annoying, on the contrary, it makes people blush even more.

  Qi Yaoqiong's heartbeat was extremely fast, like a deer bumping around, red clouds like a rosy glow, looking at Wen Xien madly.

  Wen Xien always leaned on Fan Xian's body, with a relaxed and careless attitude.

   Looking at the girl Huaichun in front of him, Fan Xian frowned. He pulled Wen Xien's wrist and glanced at Qi Yaoqiong lightly.

   It was this look, and a chill suddenly rose from his back. Qi Yaoqiong was so frightened that he stayed where he was, until Fan Xian left, and then he suddenly came back to his senses, and his face was pale.

  Why did she just think that Fan Xian really wanted to kill herself.

  …

   "How many times have I told you, don't talk to that kind of woman, that Miss Qi looks like a flirtatious flower, see one loves the other."

   Fan Xian bitterly told Wen Xien that that kind of woman is not acceptable, that she should not interact with that kind of woman, and that she would not talk to that kind of woman, saying that she would be led astray by those women.

   Only at this time did Wen Xien know that Fan Xian was so conservative, he seemed quite open when they got along.

   Wen Xien leaned lazily against the pillar, stretched his foot and kicked him out of boredom, and jokingly said, "Then what kind of woman you talk about is good."

A footprint of Wen Xien was left on the straight suit trousers. Wen Xien looked at it and found it funny. Fan Xian lived a very delicate life. He cut it off himself with scissors. Fan Xian secretly cried because of this. He happened to be hit by Wen Xien, so he was laughed at.

He seemed to glance at Wen Xien, and replied casually, as if he was very reluctant to answer this question, but he said slowly: "Anyway, it's not good for Miss Qi, she doesn't look like a lady at all, whoever marries her is just like Eight lifetimes of bad luck."

Wen Xien only felt that Fan Xian's contempt seemed familiar, and he said the same thing about Shen Yue at that time, but now Wen Xien doesn't feel much, just smiled: "You don't think Miss Qi looks so good-looking, so how precious is your relationship? Who will it be for?"

   Fan Xian was silent for a while this time, as if he was thinking about it seriously, and then slowly replied: "I have a relatively small heart, so I can only hide by one person."

When I was young, there would be times when I was just around the corner. Wen Xien would play with Lu Qian and the others, but they were always there and never did anything out of the ordinary. Fan Xian was very sensible in Fan Xian because of the strict management of Mr. Fan. At that time, let him take over the family's business and Fan Xian was never interested in this aspect and never joined.

   Wen Xien just didn't expect that he was such a dedicated person, and he couldn't see it safely.

   "I don't know which girl you really will fall on, I'm really looking forward to it."

  Wen Xien winked and laughed to tease him, he also smiled, his tone seemed to be a little gentle: "You will know."

   Fan Xian just pulled Wen Xien out to get some air, and then pulled Wen Xien back when it was about time.

   Wen Xien took a glass of champagne and raised his eyes slightly, just to see the familiar figure on the stage.

   on the high stage.

  The rain and the clouds are beginning to rise, the mist condenses into frost, the sound of the flute starts, and the water sleeves break the morning light; between the frowns and laughter, I sing the warmth and warmth of the world, and I don’t ask my heart to hide my worries.

  The Huadan with heavy make-up and a white skirt with red water sleeves complements his tall and slender body.

   looked up, and there seemed to be countless sadness in those eyes.

   he flicked his sleeves, looking up as if helplessly.

   As soon as he turned around, it was a period of unrequited love.

   Until the actor stepped down, Wen Xien still didn't come back to his senses.

   She is in a trance now, escaping from the person she wanted to see for three years, so rashly broke into her sight.

   seems to be back to the original scene when she met Liyuan Huadan for the first time.

   Wen Xien's eyes became hot, and he immediately retracted his gaze.

   Her hands trembled uncontrollably, and she almost spilled the champagne in the wine glass. She apologized in a trance and was in a panic.

  Wen Xien stood in the crowd looking at his back from a distance, a dull pain in his heart.

   Fan Xian has been observing Wen Xien's expression since he moved in, but the result was as expected and unexpected.

   It has been three years, and he naively thought that Wen Xien had put it down, but the ring that Wen Xien had been wearing on his ring finger kept reminding him that Wen Xien had not forgotten.

   Wen Xien was still thinking about that thing!

  The man's face was cold, and he looked down at Wen Xien with a condescending face. There was no trace of warmth in his eyes, and the lines of his thin lips reached a sharp arc.

   He stretched out a pair of big hot hands to cover Wen Xien's eyes, the other's eyelashes trembled slightly in the palms, and Fan Xian's heart also trembled.

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   "En, don't look."

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   Fan Xian saw that Wen Xien was not in good condition, but the list with the Qi family was very big. He settled Wen Xien in a corner and let him rest well here, don't run around, and talk to the Qi family himself.

   The second head of the Qi family is a middle-aged man. He looks very lucky and always has a smile on his face. In fact, the shrewd people in the mainland are like old foxes.

   A few words can let people in. Fan Xian was very patient and smiled and talked to him about cooperation, but the corner of the light was actually on Wen Xien all the time.

   Please call me diligent in the future!

   (end of this chapter)