How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 297 There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I raised my brows, but my heart (55)

   Wen Xien leaned his head down against the wall, shaking the wine glass with his fingers like jade.

  Shen Yue took off her makeup and was still wearing a costume. He was also invited. Mrs. Qi often came to Liyuan to listen to operas, but she still loved Shen Yue.

Even after three years, the story of Wen Xien and Shen Yue has not been forgotten. Who didn't know that the young master of the Liang family was kicked out of the Liang's family for a role, and he returned to the Liang's family in despair after a year, to put it bluntly. Enough is enough.

  So when they saw Shen Yue, they couldn't help looking at Wen Xien, which caused a commotion. Of course, Shen Yue noticed the mocking and malicious eyes around him, but he didn't really care.

He didn't like this kind of grand occasion either. He wanted to leave after a casual chat with Mrs. Qi, but when he turned around, he happened to bump into the waiter. Even if he hid quickly, the drink was spilled on his clothes. Some.

   The waiter stooped down and apologized in a panic, his eyes were red with fright.

   Shen Yue frowned slightly, unable to bear the wine stains on her clothes, her brows jumped, he raised his eyes lightly, and caught sight of Wen Xien on his right.

  The air seems to be lacking.

  Shen Yue's jawline is tight and smooth, and the angular arc outlines the sexiness of a man.

   Wen Xien looked at him lightly, while Shen Yue turned her head to avoid her gaze, silently expressing her resistance and indifference.

   In her memory, Shen Yue rarely looked at her, most of them turned her head to avoid it like now, and Wen Xien stared at him stupidly.

  Wen Xien foolishly thought he was shy before, so he dared to look him in the eyes, but now it's just funny when I think about it.

   There's nothing shy about it, it's nothing more than suppressed irritability or forbidding disgust, for fear of being discovered by her.

  Thinking about it this way, it's actually pretty good that Shen Yue doesn't look at her.

  Wen Xien put down the wine glass, turned around, and the end of his eyes were red, and Nong Yanqinggui's brows and eyes were covered with gloom.

  Shen Yue couldn't help but raised her eyes to look again, but saw Wen Xien's back about to leave, her heart trembled violently, she walked past the crowd, and screamed in an unsteady breath.

   "Liang Xien."

   This cry caught the attention of most of the people. They looked at the two men playfully back and forth, whispering to each other, not knowing what they were talking about.

   When Wen Xien's name was called, Shen Yue wanted to bite off her tongue, and noticed that Wen Xien's eyes also fell, cold and unfamiliar. Shen Yue's back stiffened.

   But he couldn't help but raised his head cautiously, only to find that Wen Xien had turned around and was about to leave, his heart tightened, and he cried out again.

   "Liang Xien!"

   Wen Xien stopped, turned to look at him, and asked politely and alienatedly.

   "Hello, what's the matter?"

  Shen Yue's heart suddenly cooled, he looked at Wen Xien's indifferent and doubtful appearance, and asked.

   "You... do you remember me?"

   He just said the silly words in his heart, mainly because Wen Xien's attitude towards him was too alienated and indifferent, like he was treating a stranger.

   Obviously they should be the closest people, and Shen Yue also knew that Wen Xien liked him, and it was impossible to forget him, but Wen Xien's attitude made him uncertain.

   Wen Xien smiled, although it was a smile, but there was no warmth, "Remember, Mr. Shen."

  Who is Mr. Shen?

   Shen Yue's mind buzzed, the blood all over his body became cold, and what woke him up was the mocking laughter and scolding from the people next to him.

   These sons and buddies are not vulgar when they scold people, but they sound strange and uncomfortable.

   Shen Yue's almost black consciousness eased, and he stared blankly at Wen Xien leaving, his heart seemed to be empty.

   It was raining heavily outside. Fan Xian turned his head and didn't see Wen Xien's figure. He originally wanted to go home, but after searching for a long time in Qi's house, he couldn't find anyone.

   Then there is only one possibility, this person will go back first.

   But the car is still parked outside! Wen Xien came with him.

   Fan Xian's eyes were a little dark. He had been drunk a lot of wine by the second brother Qi before, which had stimulated the irritability and violence that he had been imprinting in his heart.

   The rain outside had a tendency to get heavier and heavier. Fan Xian drove with a gloomy face and looked around eagerly.

   After a while, I saw the thin figure in the rain.

   Quickly parked the car aside, the expensive shiny leather shoes stepped on the water stains on the ground, Fan Xian hurried over with an umbrella.

Wen Xi'en was walking in the rain curtain, Ren Yu was dribbling down, down the ends of his hair, tick tick on the ground, and water stains appeared on the ground, and some slipped into the body along his neck, and the eyelashes were stained with water droplets, blurring his vision, shouting. People can't see clearly.

   "Sheen!"

   As if someone was calling her name from behind.

   "Sheen!"

  The sound is getting clearer and clearer.

   His shoulders were pinched by a wide palm, and Wen Xien couldn't move for a while.

   An umbrella was propped over his head, blocking the wind and rain outside.

  The wrist was tightly pinched, the five fingers were tightly tucked, and the bones hurt when pinching.

   "What are you doing crazy! Why are you running out of such a heavy rain?! Are you **** trying to catch a cold again!"

Fan Xian was very promiscuous when he was young, but his upbringing was first-class, and he spoke very few swear words from childhood to adulthood, but now his strict and clean suit is half wet, and he originally touched hairspray on his forehead His hair was swept back, and now it was all wet from the rain, hanging on his forehead, his expression tense and dull, and his thin lips pressed tightly.

   The person in front of him is so thin, he raised his eyes, and there were drops of water hanging on his slender and thick eyelashes. He didn't know if it was rain or tears.

   Pale to sickly thin skin with clear blood vessels.

   Her eyes were so confused and pure, which formed a strong contrast with the red at the end of her eyes.

   "I didn't know what to do, so I just walked out."

   Don't know what happened?

How could    not know, isn't it because of that actor?

   It's been three years, Liang Xien!

   Can't you just look at the people around you? Can't you see Fan Xian standing behind you?

  The dark and extreme thoughts fermented in jealousy and resentment. He clasped Wen Xien's head restlessly and eagerly in the rain, rubbing her and his body hard as if to merge into one.

   Wen Xien hissed provocatively, turned to avoid it a little, frowned and said in resistance.

   "Fan Xian, let go, you hurt me."

   Wen Xien smelled the strong smell of wine on Fan Xian's body, and in the rain he also saw a faint blush on his fair face and red eyes.

   Fan Xian couldn't listen, only because Wen Xien's resistance was because he had just seen Shen Yue, he strengthened his strength.

The    umbrella also fell to the ground while the two were struggling, causing a layer of water splashes.

   Wen Xien couldn't breathe smoothly when he was hugged by her. His arm was too tight, and his wrist was sore and painful. It was so hot that Wen Xien was also on fire.

   (end of this chapter)