How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 327 There is no way to get rid of this situation, so I raised my eyebrows, but raised my heart (86)

  Wen Xien's scalp was numb, but she knew that if she didn't obey now, she would face a punishment she couldn't bear.

   Gently panting, the beauty choked softly and begged, her left hand clinging helplessly on Shen Yue's neck.

   "Ayue...Ayue...I will be good, I will be good..."

Shen Yue was motionless, and a few white mists spread throughout the bedroom. He smiled and looked at the beauty in the dense water. The expression on his face was completely different from the actions he did. Beloved lover.

   "Enen lied, good children won't run around."

  Wen Xien's face was pale, and his slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly. Looking at him, he said hoarsely, "I'll be good, I won't run around again."

"Really?"

  Shen Yue smiled and stretched out her hand, rubbing her delicate profile face.

   Wen Xien froze, resisting the urge to avoid his hand, slowly lowered his eyes, and then whispered after a while.

   "Really, really don't run away."

   She thought the punishment was over, but the punishment seemed to have just begun.

  Shen Yue sighed lightly, as if lovingly watching the clumsy and ignorant beauty ignorant of the cruel punishment she was about to accept.

   "En, you are always deceiving people, and you are also very careless. The rings have fallen off. Didn't I tell you to wear them properly?" He suddenly changed the subject.

  Wen Xiyi opened her eyes slightly, her body trembled slightly, and her face turned pale with fright.

   Her eyes were darkened, her ears were buzzing, and her whole body seemed to be scattered like dust.

  Cold and clear tears fell down Wen Xien's slender eyes, submerged in the water in the bathtub, and merged with the water.

   Her fragile posture seemed to have all pride and indifference taken away, leaving only a delicate body imprinted in Shen Yue's dark eyes.

Shen Yue looked at the trembling person under her, her dark eyes became darker and darker, she lowered her head to kiss her lips, Wen Xien frowned tightly, her eyes filled with a mist of despair, and she was forced to endure the swallowing. like a domineering kiss.

  Suddenly, Wen Xien's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he sensed some threatening danger, and suddenly began to struggle desperately, as if some kind of man-eating monster was lurking underwater.

She waved her hands and feet vigorously, hysterically trying to escape from Shen Yue's embrace, her slender and snow-white neck bent in a fatally tempting arc, as if the fragile one would break with a little touch, and in the panic, she even accidentally scratched Shen Yue. s face.

Shen Yue just looked at her terrified expression calmly, one hand pressed her thin shoulder like iron pincers firmly, the other hand touched out her calf that she was trying to dodge under the water, and then pinched her leg inch by inch. bone.

  If you like to run around, break her wings.

  …

   "Bang Yi-"

The    piece of glass was smashed against the wall, and several pieces were broken in an instant.

  Shen Yue's eyes were scarlet, her chest was heaving due to violent mood swings, the blue veins on her forehead burst out, her hands were tightly clenched, like a wild beast.

   "You want to die? I tell you, I won't let you go even if you die."

   "It's a big deal, let's die together!"

  The girl was silent. Under the wide white shirt, the legs dangled weakly. The blood vessels flowed clearly under the thin snow-white skin. The pure black and the flawless white were intertwined with a feast of lust.

   Shen Yue grabbed Wen Xien's thin white wrist violently, and threw her rudely onto the bed, covering her tall figure.

   The man leaned over and licked the girl's neck.

  Suddenly, there was a sound of smashing the door outside, Wen Xien's consciousness was very dizzy, she could not even distinguish between day and night, as if everything had become blurred.

   The last loud noise was as loud as it was about to burst the eardrums.

   Lots of footsteps rushing in.

   is all the sound of searching.

  Wen Xien felt in a trance that those people were looking for him and wanted to shout, but he could not help but open and close his lips.

too tired.

   Wen Xien's consciousness sank.

  …

  's body lightened, as if falling into a warm cloud.

   When Wen Xien woke up, Zhou Guo was a strange environment.

   She was the only one in the huge ward.

   A thin needle was inserted into the dark blue blood vessel on the back of the hand, the infusion tube was flowing slowly, and the cold liquid was mixed into the blood.

  ‘tick-tick--’

   The sound of condensed liquid falling from the infusion tube.

   The door of the ward was gently pushed open.

   Wen Xien was sinking into the pillow, his pale and haggard complexion even matched the color of the hospital bed.

   Those crow blue eyelashes fluttered slightly, revealing beautiful eyes.

   Seeing the person coming, Wen Xien's eyes flashed, and the sickly beauty added a bit of radiance.

   "Fan Xian..."

   Fan Xian walked to the hospital bed, observed that the infusion bag was almost at the end, and pressed the call button on the wall.

   He gently hugged Wen Xien's upper body, put a fluffy pillow behind her waist, and asked gently.

   "Anything else uncomfortable? You've slept for three days."

   Wen Xien shook his head, bit his lips uneasily, and grabbed the bedding with his pale fingertips.

Fan Xian, who lowered his head, looked gloomy for a moment, but when he raised his head, he became normal again. He didn't mention or ask what happened to Wen Xien in the past few days when he disappeared. Maybe he knew everything, but he didn't want to. ask.

   "Are you hungry? I'll ask someone to buy what you want to eat."

   All of Fan Xian's performances are normal, but this weird normality is even more disturbing.

   "I want to go home." Wen Xien faintly cried when he said this.

   Fan Xian touched her soft hair, her eyes were dark and not bright, "Enen, your legs and feet are inconvenient, so don't rush back."

   When Wen Xien heard what he said, he couldn't help trembling all over, and even turned pale with fear, and stumblingly said, "No, no, I can do it myself."

   But Fan Xian just didn't say a word. His face was expressionless, which was very different from his usual high-spirited appearance. He seemed to have lost weight, and his eyebrows and eyes were sharper and more sinister.

   From his dark eyes, Wen Xien seemed to feel something inside.

   (end of this chapter)