How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight: Chapter 208 Walking into the morning fog, falling into the twilight clouds 46

   Chapter 208 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the twilight clouds (46)

   He took his coat and car keys and was about to leave. Among them, Huang Mao, who played better with Duan Wensen, laughed and joked, "Brother Duan, why don't you go back? The best is yet to come."

   The wonderful things in their mouths are not serious things. Duan Wensen used to love to play, but this time he refused.

   Duan Wensen turned his head sideways and said, "There is a kitten in my house that ran away."

   He tilted his head, as if thinking of something, and smiled wickedly, "I'm going to take her back now."

Everyone in the box showed a puzzled and confused expression. No one thought that the kitten in Duan Wensen's mouth was a real kitten, but Duan Wensen never played with them. Although the woman around Duan Wensen had never broken it, anyone with a discerning eye could see it. , Duan Wensen is just playing, he just feels good.

   Duan Wensen's eyes are high, but there is no expression on his face. He thinks that they are dirty, that they are not worthy of him.

   This is the "kitten" that appeared out of thin air again, and it was somewhat ambiguous.

  …

   On the screen of the window on one side, there is a graceful image of the shaking of the tree shadows outside, and there is an occasional bird chirping outside the window.

   Ma Junying looked at the man on the rattan chair under the window who had the book over his face, smiled, and walked over to take the book off for him.

   He looked at Wen Xien, who was sleeping defenselessly on the rattan chair, leaned down slightly, and touched his sleepy face with his fingers, such warm skin.

   In the past few days, Qiao Ling is not at home, and Ma Junying has nothing to worry about. In fact, even if Qiao Ling is at home, he does not have any scruples. The only person he has always scrutinized is Wen Xien.

   Wen Xien was rarely so good in front of him. Except for using Qiao Ling to provoke her, Wen Xien could not talk to him, look at him, or ignore him for a day.

   is the only way to tie Wen Xien by his side.

  Ma Junying thought that he had already got what he wanted, and his infatuation with Wen Xien should go down, but he didn't!

   Not only did it not, but there was an upward trend. It was the first time that Ma Junying knew that she could be so crazy for one person. The self-control she used to be proud of became a joke in front of Wen Xien.

   Fingers brushed Wen Xien's eyebrows and eyes, when Wen Xien had no expression and didn't smile, as if he was asleep now, his eyebrows and eyes were very cold.

   It's just that it's not the kind of coldness with a sharp edge, Wen Xien's coldness is so cold that it seems to be out of the way.

   is really a strange feeling, obviously this person is not indifferent and out of reach, Ma Junying sometimes really loves some of the small expressions that the other party makes inadvertently, especially because of him.

  Even if it is disgust, Ma Junying feels excited, at least not ignoring it, right?

   However, this person gave him the feeling that he would withdraw at any time and leave everything behind him, and just left.

   is very contradictory. It is obvious that people are alive in front of them. Because of this, it is easy for people to have some repressed thoughts.

   Wen Xien on the rattan chair slept soundly, with a little blush on her pale cheeks. Her skin was too pale, and the blush at this time made her more popular.

   Ma Junying crouched down beside the rattan chair and held the hand of the sleeping person on the rattan chair.

   He felt that his state was not normal, yes, not normal.

  Ma Junying never thought that he was a person who was obsessed with appearance, but when he first saw the person in front of him, something was out of control, just like the dark emotions in his heart at this moment.

   He has been planning his entire life in an orderly manner, step by step, and his life is under precise control. Even if there are deviations, it is within the controllable range.

   He never allowed anything out of his control.

  However, unpredictable accidents have occurred in such a life now. He even realized it only after realizing it. It turns out that there is really a word in this world called "love at first sight".

   Uncontrollable repressed thoughts, he wanted to lock her up, lock her up, with such ulterior motives, and at the same time want to pile all good things under her feet.

There are so many places to choose from in this world, but maybe you can lock her in a building. Her temper is so extreme, she should make trouble, and make trouble very fiercely, and then **** in the room, on a rattan chair like this on, forced her to cry, and promised that she would only stay here if she would not go anywhere.

The thought of    is so exciting just thinking about it.

   Ma Junying looked at the sleeping face in front of him. He looked at it for a long time, really a long time.

   Wen Xien was awakened by a kiss. As soon as she opened her eyes, she met the man's eyes.

   Those eyes were surly and flamboyant, with a beast that was hard to ignore, like a beast that was ready to attack at any time.

  Wen Xien didn't look like he was attacking, but looked like he was in heat.

   Wen Xien wanted to push him away, but her strength was naturally incomparable to a man's.

   When Wen Xien was about to suffocate, Ma Junying backed away slightly.

   "Are you hungry?" Ma Junying rubbed the tip of Wen Xien's nose with the tip of her nose, with obvious intimacy, and the breath she exhaled fell on Wen Xien's face.

   The eyebrows and eyes that have always been indifferent and oppressive are now as gentle as if they can be turned into water.

  Wen Xien turned her face away, avoiding Ma Junying's touch, her pale lips pursed tightly, her eyebrows gloomy.

   Ma Junying had a meal, and then said to himself casually, "I don't know what you like to eat, so let them prepare some. You can tell me which one you like."

   He gently gathered up Wen Xien's clothes, bent down and kissed her hair, and suddenly hugged Wen Xien.

   Wen Xien didn't react to this, as if he had fallen into his own world.

   And Ma Junying seems to be living in his own imagination.

   he said, "It's windy outside."

   (end of this chapter)