MTL - How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight-Chapter 677 Willow Bank, Xiaofeng and Waning Moon (59)

   Chapter 677 Willow Bank, Xiaofeng Waning Moon (59)

   Wen Xien looked at Liang Liang in confusion with tears in his eyes, which only made people feel cute and pitiful from the bottom of their hearts, but Liang Liang still wanted to tease Wen Xien.

   But teasing and teasing, he couldn't hold it anymore.

   At this moment, he couldn't lie to himself, he was neither drugged nor drunk, he was very sober, soberly aware of his desire for Wen Xien.

   At this moment, intense emotions poured out of his heart, making his heart even hotter.

   "Don't yell, you don't want the drivers outside to hear you, right?" Liang Liang threatened, killing Wen Xien's mind.

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  Liang Liang was confused, and when he woke up, he saw Wen Xien sweating, blond hair wet on his forehead, tears still hanging from the corners of his bright red eyes, and he could feel **** even with his eyes closed.

  Liang Liang touched her face. At this time, Wen Xien was very well-behaved, not noisy or noisy. He closed his eyes and let him caress obediently.

He sent Hill a message, then took off his coat and wrapped Wen Xien to the apartment. Liang Liang didn't have the key to Wen Xi'en's apartment, but he specially asked his assistant to ask Hill for it. It was already midnight after cleaning. .

Liang Liang looked at the obedient lying on the bed, the corners of his eyes were crimson, and the mole looked like he was still crying. Why was it so painful? Liang Liang touched the corner of Wen Xien's eyes and really liked these eyes, and finally fell on Wen Xien's forehead. A kiss and gone.

  Wen Xien woke up the next day. From the initial dazedness to the confusion at the back, she hugged herself, her face was extremely pale and sickly, and her green eyes were faint.

   Walking out of bed, the discomfort from behind made Wen Xien very embarrassed. He slumped on the ground, his blond hair covered his eyebrows in a mess, and his thin body trembled violently.

I don't know why. After that, Liang Liang pretended to care about sending her messages every day, and he didn't know how he persuaded Hill to allow Liang Liang to be very close to her. Wen Xien didn't like it, so she mostly He turned his head and ignored Liang Liang, but Liang Liang didn't care at all.

The expression on Wen Xien's face became less and less. She often locked herself in the dance studio, and practiced for one morning or one afternoon. She even collapsed in the dance studio with exhaustion, venting her emotions as if she was not tired. crash on.

   The scars on his arms were entangled with each other, and the blood coagulated and was uncovered. This made Wen Xien excited. The only color in the gray was red.

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  Hill was holding a pickaxe and watched Wen Xien participate in a film and television program from the audience.

The movie   The Missing Man is about to be released, and Wen Xien has also been invited. In order to attract the heat, Wen Xien will definitely participate.

  The script in his hand is the lines prepared for Wen Xien of this show.

   Wen Xien's situation is a bit wrong these days, and he will talk less. He locks himself in the dance room every day, as if he is enchanted.

   It was Liang Liang who said he wanted to make amends, because after all, it was he who made a mistake, and Hill agreed to see his sincerity and knowing that he could correct his mistake.

  After finishing the interview, Wen Xien politely bowed to the host and said goodbye before walking towards Hill.

   After the show ended, Wen Xien had a separate itinerary, and Hill raised his voice slightly, "Thank you for your hard work, I will have time to invite everyone to dinner."

   There were cheers in the performance hall.

  Wen Xien walked beside Hill, Hill said, "Wait a minute, there is an entertainment, you can go with me and introduce a few people to you by the way."

   Wen Xien pursed her pale lips, "I want to go back."

  Hill didn't take her words to heart, "Be obedient, don't lock yourself up all the time, and then I'll see more good scripts for you."

After    Hill said this, he knew that Wen Xien was a little angry, but he didn't pay attention to such a sullen little guy.

Hill took Wen Xien to a famous restaurant early, and someone had already reserved a big box. Wen Xien came neither too early nor too late. After a while, everyone came. Everyone was an old fox. The atmosphere at the wine table was well adjusted. Hill had been in the circle for so long, so he could be considered an old monster. He was so considerate that no one picked him up.

   Mr. Lin sat next to Hill, but his eyes crossed Hill and looked directly at Wen Xien. One sentence brought the topic to Wen Xien, "Why Wen Xien just lowered his head to eat and said a few words."

  Lin was always smiling, but he didn't mean to be scornful. He knew that Wen Xien had a backstage behind him, and he just thought that the nobles from that family came to play in the entertainment industry.

   Of course, this is not the most important reason.

  Wen Xien didn't react, until Hill touched her arm, she raised her head slowly, put down her chopsticks, wiped her lips with a napkin, and said, "I'm full."

  The air seemed to freeze suddenly.

   showed that he didn't give face to President Lin, and the smile on President Lin's face also stiffened for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.

  Hilyang rounded up the field with a smiling face, and asked Wen Xien to go out by the way, which would be troublesome inside anyway.

   Mr. Lin, also known as Lin Han, said something inexplicable.

   "Wen Xien is really a person with personality."

   Wen Xien has a problem, that is, he can't drink alcohol, and he pours it if he doesn't even have a glass, but if he drinks too much, his reaction will become very slow.

   For example, she drank a few glasses in the box. After Wen Xien came out, she rubbed her browbones and leaned against the wall in a daze.

"Are you OK?"

   A low, worried male voice rang in his ears.

   Wen Xien didn't react until he asked again before raising his head.

   In the blurred vision, she could only vaguely see that it was a gentle-looking man.

do not know.

   But the man seems to know her.

   "Wen Xien! Is that you? Is it really you?!"

The    man was very excited, his face flushed with excitement, he was almost incoherent, "I, I am, your fan! I like you so much!"

   "I've liked you for three years!"

   "I didn't expect to see you here!"

   "Oh my God, it's like a dream!"

  The man's voice was chattering and noisy, Wen Xien's head hurt from the noise, she frowned delicately, "Don't be noisy."

   The soft voice seemed to be wrapped in candy. The man seemed to be strangled by a pair of invisible hands, unable to speak any more.

   After a while, he softly coaxed and said, "You don't seem to be feeling well. I'll take you to rest."

   After he finished speaking, he reached out and wrapped his arms around Wen Xien's shoulders, his movements were intimate and natural, but his palms were already tense and sweating.

  The touch of a strange man made Wen Xien conditioned reflex to fear.

   (end of this chapter)