How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 298 There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I raised my eyebrows, but my heart (56)

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.

   Not to mention that Wen Xien's temper was not good at first, but he was very patient with Fan Xian, but because Wen Xien was in a bad mood today, Fan Xian's behavior was so strange that she was very uncomfortable.

   Both of them were wearing suits and got wet from the rain, but unlike Wen Xien's icy temperature, the temperature of Fan Xian sticking to her was scorching hot, as if it could scald people.

   Wen Xien is not as strong as him. In Fan Xian's eyes, these struggles are like tickling, so the more Wen Xien struggles, the tighter he hugs.

   Wen Xien was forced to do nothing, "Fan Xian, what's the matter? You are very strange now. You make me feel very uncomfortable."

   I don't know which sentence irritated Fan Xian, his eyes suddenly became very fierce, and Sen Han asked jealously.

   "I make you uncomfortable? That show can make you comfortable, right?"

   Wen Xien's eyelids twitched and answered hastily.

   "What nonsense are you talking about? I have nothing to do with him for a long time."

   Even if he knew that Fan Xian was drunk, he was so open-mouthed, but he was still on fire.

   There was a thunderstorm in the dripping rain, Fan Xian could clearly see the panic and dodge on Wen Xien's face.

   and the embarrassment of being stabbed in pain.

   Don't care what you say! In the end is to deceive him, or to deceive herself.

  If you really don’t care, how could you possibly wear that ring, it’s been around for three years, and it’s never been taken off.

  If you really don’t care, why would you panic and panic when you see that person?

  If his mind is still awake now, Fan Xian should not be so impulsive and reckless, after all, he always knows how to behave.

   But because of the blessing of alcohol, he was given a reason and opportunity to vent.

   Fan Xian chewed and repeated the words "it doesn't matter" between his lips and teeth, and slowly released his hand, his dark pupils stared at Wen Xien like a vigilant and suspicious beast and asked.

   "Do you really care?"

  The rain hit the two people's faces, it didn't hurt, but it made the whole body cold.

  Wen Xien met his stern gaze, pursed his lips, and said with certainty.

   "I can't have any more relationship with him."

Fan Xian fell silent. For a while there was only the sound of wet and dripping rain. After a while, his eyes moved from Wen Xien's beautiful eyes to her tightly pursed lips. I can't wait to lick the meaning of carefulness, and the lip shape is very suitable for kissing.

Reaching out his hand to brush the hair on his forehead back, revealing extremely handsome and sharp eyebrows, Fan Xian let out a short laugh and said lightly, "Since you say that, then let's kick him out of Shanghai, okay? If he dangles in front of you, it will also dirty your eyes, so it's better to drive away."

  Wen Xien's pupils shrank suddenly, his breathing stagnated, he said coldly.

   "You don't have to worry about my affairs, Fan Xian, you're drunk."

   The person standing in front of him bowed slightly, covering a deep shadow, and the breath approaching his ears was hot and excited, mixed with cruel chills.

   "I'm not drunk, but you are drunk, drunk in the gentle village woven by others."

Seeing that Wen Xien didn't speak, the man rubbed her neck with one hand, then slowly squeezed Wen Xien's lower jaw with the other hand, raising her face, the rain fell on her thin pale skin, pale skin, Light-colored lips, as well as the bright red at the end of the eyes, all the extremes formed a strong color.

   The emotions that I have been desperately suppressing in my heart are slowly disintegrating, and a disgusting thick liquid flows out.

Wen Xien couldn't see the expression on his face in the gloomy light in the rain, but she also knew that Fan Xian was so open-mouthed when he was drunk. If he really bothered with this alcoholic, he would be really angry. .

  The temperature on rainy days in early spring was still very low. Wen Xien didn't want to entangle with Fan Xianduo, so he restrained his impatience and said patiently, "Okay, don't talk anymore, go home."

   I don't know why Fan Xian's breathing suddenly became rapid, spraying on the back of Wen Xien's neck, ambiguous and sad.

   "Can't you just listen to me? I want you to be well, and then we'll be brothers forever, forever...the only..."

He said intermittently, he couldn't help lowering his head and licking Wen Xien's smooth side face, like a poisonous snake licking a letter, coldly wanting to eat the prey, but also because he was afraid of something, he did not dare to leave any traces, even Don't even touch your teeth.

  Wen Xien lowered his eyes expressionlessly, as if he wanted to tilt his head to avoid it, but the force of the restraint on his body almost tightened his bones, like maggots.

  The cold air of the rainy day penetrated into the clothes, and Wen Xien felt the dampness on his neck, which was hot and humid.

   Obviously a head taller than Wen Xien, but now he is holding her weakly. He had a fierce look on his face for a second, but now he is sad.

   Wen Xien moved his hand hanging by his side, then slowly raised it and hugged the man's waist, as if to comfort him.

  The spring rain is falling, the rain is falling slowly, like thousands of silver threads, rippling in the air, just like a bead curtain, which is actually a bit beautiful.

   Wen Xien raised his eyelashes inadvertently, and a light red figure suddenly entered his line of sight.

  The slender figure was holding an umbrella, and his white gown stood out in the rain. He didn't know where to stand for how long, so he quietly looked at the two people embracing each other.

   Mingming...that position was originally his.

   Was it replaced in just three years?

   The umbrella he was holding didn't drop a single drop of rain on him, but he felt as if his whole heart had moved into the cold water.

Tremblingly, he took a step forward, but it was just this one step, which took all his strength. After the heart stopped for a moment, the sound became louder than the sound, and the eardrums rumbled loudly, and his hands were tightly pinched. Holding the tender meat in his hands, he swallowed his heavy cry without letting himself make a sound.

  Shen Yue felt that she was about to suffocate, she was about to suffocate, her eyes were flushed with irritation, but he knew that he couldn't stay here, he had to leave here.

   But Wen Xien's gaze made him unable to walk again. The two of them looked at each other in the rain. It was obvious that the distance between the two of them was not far away, and there seemed to be a hurdle in the middle that could never be crossed.

   (end of this chapter)