MTL - The Old Enemy is White Moonlight-Chapter 22 i kissed her

Wen Qi asked the nanny to bring nutritious porridge, Bian Qian's medicine was still on the table, there were several bags of Chinese medicine, Wen Qi warmed it with hot water, and brought the porridge into the room.

She took the chain key from her pocket and opened the door.

There was no one in the house.

Wen Qi put the lunch box on the desk and observed everything in the bedroom vigilantly. The quilt on the bed was lifted from a corner, the window was locked, and it was impossible to escape from there.

Where is it hidden.

Wen Qi closed the bedroom door with his backhand. Hearing a faint movement behind the door, she quickly turned around, and Bian Qian had already rushed up, swung the sharp weapon in her hand and threw it at her without mercy.

Wen Qi stopped Bian Qian's wrist, turned it lightly, and the pair of scissors fell off. She pulled him into her arms and blocked him in the corner.

"Are you going to kill me?"

how could be.

Bian Qianqiang confronted Wen Qi with fierce eyes. Wen Qi stuck her in the corner between the two walls at the door, and there was no way to escape. After the slap, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she couldn't shed tears anymore, but she was still fogged up with anger:

"Why did you lock me up?"

Wen Qi stared straight at Bian Qian:

"because this?"

There are more extreme things she wants to do than this.

"Wen Qi! You have no right to imprison my freedom!"

Before Bian Qian's hand was shaken off, Wen Qi quickly grabbed that hand and forcibly folded it to the top of Bian Qian's head. Her facial muscles twitched indistinctly because of her anger, and she was in this slightly taller posture than Bian Qian. Sharply said:

"Then shall I let you go out? Do you think no one will come after you if you walk out of me alone now? Bian Qian, if I don't arrive in time this afternoon, do you think the two of them will let you go?" !"

If I arrive later, will I see your body?

You can't be that cruel to me.

Wen Qi's eyes were like a knife piercing Bian Qian's heart, Bian Qian raised his head, feeling that the wall he had finally built in his heart fell apart in Wen Qi's words:

"Wen Qi."

"I don't know when this will happen again."

"I don't know how long I can last, and I don't know if those people are watching and waiting to kill me again! After so many years, I can't even save myself. I am afraid every day, afraid that they will tie me up again Which room will I be stuffed into, afraid that there will be someone chasing me behind me again, sometimes no matter how much I try to resist, it’s useless, you know! What if you are also involved?”

"These are all my own affairs, don't worry about me, okay-!"

Bian Qian explained in a broken way, she cut out from her heart the past that she couldn't avoid and melted into flesh and blood, as if she wanted to yell out all the torture she had suffered in those three years, but she hadn't come out of the anger just now, Wen Wen Qi hugged her tightly and pressed her over.

"Um…"

The flexible algae are entangled with each other and cling to each other violently in the hot water vortex, sending joy into the brain center.

"Don't be afraid."

Wen Qi finally put away his aggressive posture, supported his shallow back, held him in his arms, looked into those eyes and asked softly:

"Bian Qian, why don't you dare approach me?"

Bian Qian felt the lack of oxygen in the brain, her legs were so weak that she almost couldn't stand up, Wen Qi stretched out her hand to help her, and she didn't fall to the ground on the spot.

Wen Qi didn't give Bian Qian a chance to catch his breath, and asked:

"Or, let me put it another way. You secretly stared at me in class, and hid in the classroom at noon to watch me play, just because you were afraid that I would be involved. Is there no other reason?"

Bian Qian's eyes are so beautiful, the dense water vapor is cleaner than the clear lake surface.

Can't get an answer.

Wen Qi stopped looking at that blank gaze, stood up with restraint, and brought over the porridge and Chinese medicine.

Bian Qian shrank herself into a ball and hid in the bed. Her violent heartbeat has not yet calmed down, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

She thought that Wen Qi was about to leave, so she subconsciously grabbed the corner of her clothes:

"you…"

Wen Qi's pale face was stained with chill, she restrained herself from giving Bian Qian an answer, and pulled Bian Qian's hand down.

"Take medicine."

The black liquid in the bowl had a pungent bitter smell, Bianqian shifted his attention, wrinkled his nose, and subconsciously resisted inside:

"Don't eat."

Holding the medicine in one hand, Wen Qi avoided the shallow wound with the other, and pulled the man's shoulder back and frowned:

"The edge is shallow."

no respond.

Wen Qi is no longer tolerant of Bian Qian not wanting to drink medicine:

"turn around."

"Do not turn."

Wen Qi put down the cup, and seeing that Bian Qian was about to stuff herself in the cup, she lifted the cover, caught the person who was about to hide, she opened Bian Qian's arm holding her, and kissed her hard again.

"Well!"

Unlike the brutality of the first time, this time it was more like an exploration with a certain chance of winning.

The woody fragrance was blown by the hurricane over all the veins of the mountain forest, mixing with the dangerous and hot undercurrent in the air. The trees grow crazily, and even the smallest branches are squeezed and deformed by the long invasion. They try to resist, but even the words of rejection are scattered to pieces.

Wen Qi is like a trapped beast breaking through the abyss, all her paranoia lies in her arms.

She is violent and cautious, and even the breathing frequency of her prey is firmly in her hands.

cried again.

Why are you crying so much?

The shallow eyes are more attractive than the flickering fireworks, and now the transparent water mist infects the beautiful pupils, and the trembling eyelashes rebuke this endless pursuit.

Bian Qian's eyes were full of humiliation and anger, her neck was stained pink with anger, she tried her best to push Wen Qi away and choked up sadly:

"You're an asshole..."

"asshole?"

Wen Qi's eyes still stopped on the crimson pearl, and the emotion in his eyes was darker than the deep sea:

"I am."

"Wen Qi, don't humiliate me."

The shallow tears slipped down to Wen Qi's hand, it was clearly a warm liquid, but Wen Qi felt a biting chill.

"You think that's humiliating?"

The air pressure dropped to the lowest in an instant, Wen Qi looked at Bian Qian with lowered eyes, remained motionless, and finally let go of his hand.

Wen Qi's face was tense, stained with traces of sadness.

Bian Qian's sobs hit Wen Qi's eardrums fiercely and sadly.

She stepped back from Bianqian, stood up, picked up the cup full of black liquid, and put it on Bianqian's side.

The bottom of the glass collided with the top of the cabinet, making a dull and sad sound.

Wen Qi sent the empty cup and bowl downstairs, and when he came back, Bian Qian had already fallen asleep under the influence of the medicine.

She went to wash up in the bathroom of the guest room, and walked back to the master bedroom with a pillow.

Bian Qian was still frowning in her sleep, she gently smoothed Bian Qian's eyebrows with her fingertips, and stuffed the exposed hand into the quilt.

"Buzz."

The screen next to the pillow lights up, and a new message appears on the lock screen:

"The meeting time is brought forward, come to the old place to find me tomorrow night."

The sender's note is L.

Wen Qi only took a glance and then looked away, jealousy slowly welling up in his heart.

She walked to the other side of the bed, picked up her mobile phone and made a call, lowering her voice:

"The plan will be carried out until tomorrow morning."

After talking about things and orders, Wen Qi turned off the light, turned on the small lamp on the desk, and lowered the brightness, so that it could provide lighting without affecting sleep.

She slowly lay down next to Bian Qian, the two of them were facing each other, Wen Qi reached out to hold Bian Qian in his arms, gently protecting the back of Bian Qian's head.

There is a shallow smell in the breath.

But she didn't realize that Bianqian, who was buried in her neck, opened his eyes, with complicated emotions entangled in his eyes.

With the tip of his nose pressed against Qian Qian's forehead, Wen Qi fell asleep.

She hasn't dreamed for a long time and often suffers from insomnia.

But tonight, it seemed to return to that summer a long time ago.

"Buck button!"

"Star!"

The melodious piano sound stopped abruptly, and while squatting shallowly by the window, he knocked twice, poking his forehead out of the window lattice expectantly, waiting for the window to open.

"Wow—"

Soon, Wen Qi opened the window and looked at her coldly.

Bian Qian has heard the sound of the piano since she had lunch, and now the sunset is almost gone, she has been staying in the house to write various homework assigned by the tutor, and when she finally finished, she hurriedly found someone to play with, she was afraid that the time was up, The stars are going downstairs.

The shallow eyes smile into a crooked shape:

"Let's go out and play!"

Wen Qi remained expressionless and did not speak.

Bian Qian tentatively touched Xing Xing's shoulder with his hand, and gently squeezed:

"Don't be angry with me! I didn't miss the appointment on purpose. The teacher assigned too much homework. Are your hands sore? My mother is not here today. I will accompany you whatever you want, okay?"

Wen Qi's arms became sore from talking for too long, but of course she would not tell the person in front of her that she played for so long deliberately to wait for the edge to be shallow.

Wen Qi was still sullen at first, but when she saw Bian Qian, her mood improved inexplicably. She turned out of the window and said casually:

"Buy flowers with me."

Bian Qian followed behind obediently:

"Why do you want to buy flowers all of a sudden?"

"Have you found a good flower shop?"

"What kind of flowers do you like?"

Wen Qi felt that Bian Qian was very wordy, and didn't want to answer, so he turned his head and said coldly:

"No talking."

"Why are you not allowed to speak?"

"You are noisy."

Looking at Wen Qi's impatient expression on the surface, Bian Qian smiled and stepped forward to hug the person in front of him, rubbing his head back and forth in Wen Qi's arms:

"Then I won't argue."

"Xingxing, I like you so much."

"Although sometimes you always don't say anything, I know you must care about me in your heart. You must be tired after playing the piano all afternoon and waiting for me. I'll give you a handshake later."

There was a crack in Wen Qi's stiff expression, she hugged Bian Qian's small and warm body in a daze, her heart was beating like crazy.

The frequency of this jump is gradually composed into a movement, and those notes are all shallow.

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