MTL - How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight-Chapter 759 Do not return, such as scattered flowers (43)

  Chapter 759 Undoubted return, scattered flowers like this (43)

   After she left, Zhou Wenying still couldn't come back to her senses. It was the spring solstice, but she was already scared out of cold sweat.

   That must not be the look that a child should have, it is impossible for a child to show such an expression.

monster……

   That kid must be a monster...

   Zhou Wenying squatted at the door of the house in a daze, until a faint voice sounded in her ear.

   "Wenying? What are you doing here?"

   Her eyes were still a little broken, so Wen Xien broke into her eyes.

   A beautiful face that is unforgettable, which can almost make everyone absent. She seemed to be puzzled and tilted her head slightly.

   The dark and moist eyes are like lake water blown by the breeze in spring, swaying round after round of waves, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, smudged by Chaohua.

   Zhou Wenying, who was squatting on the ground, was just the dust lit by the afterglow.

   Maybe it was Zhou Wenying's long silence that made Wen Xien aware that something was wrong, she squatted down, her pale lips were like water, as if she could paint any color.

   Her expression was very light, and she asked softly and earnestly, "What trouble did you encounter?"

  Wen Xien was always so careful and considerate. Looking at the woman guarding her door, the first thing she did was not ask, but concerned about whether she was in any trouble.

   Zhou Wenying thought of the child's eyes, that child must be a monster, and Wen Xien, who she couldn't see, was deceived.

   summoned up the courage to hold Wen Xien's shirt, Zhou Wenying's face was eager and pale: "Xian, the child at home he..."

   - squeak.

Before the words were finished, the wooden door that had been closed was opened from the inside. When the child looked at Wen Xien, his eyes lit up. He walked happily to Wen Xien's side and held Wen Xien's hand. In the process, he He quietly threw Zhou Wenying's hand down.

   There was only Wen Xien in the dark eyes. The child's expression became richer and richer in front of Wen Xien. Now he took Wen Xien's hand and shook it with a hint of coquettishness.

   "I'm so hungry and my stomach hurts."

   The child said and covered his stomach.

   Wen Xien's attention was immediately attracted to him, and he asked eagerly, "Is it a hungry stomach or did you eat bad food before?"

   The child's brows furrowed. He lowered his head and felt a little fragile, "I'm so hungry."

   Hearing that she was hungry, Wen Xien breathed a sigh of relief. She turned her head to Zhou Wenying who was still squatting on the ground and said, "Wenying, what did you want to say to me just now? Can you say it again?"

  's throat seemed to be grabbed by a pair of invisible hands, Zhou Wenying's face was pale, she stood up with her head lowered.

   "No, nothing, I, I have something to do, so I'll go first..."

   After stammering these words, Zhou Wenying stumbled away.

   Wen Xien didn't have time to say anything, and there was no shadow of people. Today's Zhou Wenying is very strange, but before he has time to think about it, there is a slight pain in his hand.

   As soon as she lowered her head, she met the child's eyes, and the child blinked, "Hungry, eat."

  Only then did Wen Xien take back her mind and bring the child into the house for dinner, but when she crossed the threshold, she suddenly thought that the child had never closed the door before, and almost all the children were at the door when she came back.

  But today...

   looked up to see that he was struggling to cook on the stove, Wen Xien said nothing and went over to help.

  ——

  Spring is here and the weather is getting warmer. Wen Xien packed all the thick clothes into the box and took out all the thin ones.

   Wen Xien also went to town to make some thin clothes for the children, and bought some vegetable seeds by the way.

  Choose soil that is easy for irrigation and drainage, soft and fertile, and well-drained for deep plowing, and then sow into the soil.

After a busy morning, Wen Xien was ready to go back. When he was passing a creek, Wen Xien happened to see a tall figure. He was washing his hands by the river. Looking from behind, his back was so wide that his thin clothes could not cover it. Live his beautiful muscular lines, like a lion at rest.

   I wanted to pretend that I didn't see it and walked over, but the man who was particularly sensitive to his voice turned his head.

   The sharp profile line was half in the shadow, those long and narrow eyes were slightly squinted, and when he saw what the coming person looked like, his thin lips pursed tightly.

  The atmosphere is inexplicably awkward.

   Wen Xien lowered his head slightly, avoided his sight, raised his feet and left as if nothing had happened.

   Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, the sound of footsteps gradually came from behind her.

   Wen Xien paused, and when he turned around, he saw a tall and strong man following behind her.

  The man's arm was still stained with water droplets, and his eyes were locked tightly on the person in front of him.

   Pale lips pursed uneasily, Wen Xien turned his head and walked forward.

   Maybe it's just the same path, and there's nothing to be embarrassed about. It's that the relationship between the two people was so good before, but now they can't even say a word.

   Anyway, Wen Xien actually felt a little sorry for Guo Zhenfei.

   How good Guo Zhenfei is to her, she sees it in her eyes and remembers it in her heart, but she can't drag Guo Zhenfei down, that's the only thing she can do.

   Although doing so is a bit cruel to Guo Zhenfei.

  's thoughts were running wild in her mind, Wen Xien's footsteps involuntarily slowed down, and she woke up suddenly when her back touched her hot and hard chest.

   just froze in place.

   The man behind him was close, Wen Xien could even hear his heartbeat, beating eagerly and irregularly.

  Wen Xien just wanted to stay away, but her thin and thin shoulders were pressed against her shoulders by a hand, which weighed as much as ten million pounds of steel, making her unable to move.

   The man lowered his head like a vicious dog, sniffing gently at her neck, the tip of his nose rubbing against her skin, which was very itchy.

The breath of    was so hot that it scalded the snow-white jade-like skin red, and dyed it with a vivid color that evoked reverie.

  Wen Xien shrank his neck, his dark eyes opened slightly, and his picturesque eyebrows were completely at a loss.

  Her voice was very soft, very light, like a feather, brushing the tip of the man's heart, causing his whole body to tremble.

   "Brother Guo? What are you... doing?"

What a simple question, the man seems to be too lazy to make a sound, he just kept sniffing deeply, his breathing became heavier and heavier, the man seemed to be very hot, and his dry lips were rubbing the cold skin. , to quench his thirst.

  Wen Xien's body gradually became very rigid, she seemed to understand the meaning of the man, her face became extraordinarily pale, just like a white magnolia, white without any color.

   (end of this chapter)