How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight: Chapter 302 There is no way to get rid of this situation, so I raised my eyebrows, but raised my heart

   Chapter 302 There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I raised my brows, but my heart (60)

   Amid the roar of watching a good show, Fan Xian finally spoke slowly. The low voice had the power to make everyone hold their breath for no reason: "Don't talk nonsense, it's better to pay attention to what you say."

   Fan Xian said it with a smile, but for some reason, those noble young masters felt cold behind their backs, so they closed their mouths angrily and walked to the side to play their own games, and the atmosphere became active again after a while.

Wen Xi'en's clothes today are all light-colored, and the exposed skin is as white as jade. One wrist is so thin that it can be wrapped with one hand. The arms are slender but not weak, and the lines are flexible and beautiful. You can't take your eyes off it.

   But now Fan Xian just wants to break this hand.

   He grabbed Wen Xien's wrist with his hands, and due to inertia, Wen Xien suddenly fell down beside him.

  Wen Xien's wrist was still being grasped, and the warm touch and slightly rough palm were like iron pincers firmly binding her.

   In the blink of an eye, Wen Xien suddenly remembered what he had learned about Fan Xian before, and many thoughts that flashed in his mind finally turned into the day they were in the hotel together.

   Wen Xien's palms began to sweat.

  Is it…

   "You met Shen Yue."

   Fan Xian's tone was pure doubt.

   But Wen Xien was still a little confused in his mind, so he didn't answer for a while.

   "Have you met Shen Yue?" Fan Xian asked her repeatedly, his voice a little light.

  Wen Xien finally regained her senses, keenly aware of the tension in the air, she turned her head, and found that Fan Xian's light black eyes had turned deep black, as if stirring the abyss of despair.

  Wen Xien: "…"

   I seem to see something special from here.

   "What did you say when you met him?" Fan Xian smiled nervously, "You really still love him."

   When Wen Xien really noticed his deep thoughts, Wen Xien discovered what kind of motives he was hiding every time he touched her.

   Wen Xien frowned suddenly, and his tone suddenly became cold: "Let go."

   Fan Xian in front of him seemed to be leaning on the leather sofa leisurely, his handsome face was dimmed by the mottled lights in the box, he looked at Wen Xien without saying a word, and didn't let go after listening to her words.

Fan Xian bent down and approached Wen Xien with a very gentle voice, "Why didn't you answer when I asked you? Have you ever forgotten what you promised me? You said you would forget him, and you also said you never wanted to see him. ."

   "Are you kidding me? Well."

Wen Xien now only feels disgusted when he hears Fan Xian's words. Fan Xian's wrist hurts so much, so he splits his fingers one by one with the other hand, and then picks up the coat on the sofa without looking at him. When he got up, he said in a sullen mood, "I'll go back first, you guys continue to play."

   Lu Qian, who was next to him, had always been paying attention to Wen Xien's side. When those noble young masters were joking, of course, Lu Qian noticed Fan Xian's face, and it was obvious that something was wrong.

  Lu Qian seemed to want to keep Wen Xien, but he sighed for some reason, got up and said, "I'll send you off."

Wen Xien nodded and walked out with him. After leaving the smoky box, he breathed a sigh of relief and said in a distraught, "I'm so annoying, there's a lot of **** today, don't call me when I come out to play with Fan Xian in the future. I."

  Lu Qian paused and asked, "What happened to you and Fan Xian?"

  Wen Xien didn't want to tell Lu Qian that she suspected Fan Xian was thinking about her ass, she didn't want to talk too much, and it was her who would be ashamed.

   irritably took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, without speaking.

   Wen Xien often smokes, because of business, he will be more aggressive when he is stressed.

  Lu Qian and her stood at the entrance of Paramount. The neon lights on the street were glowing with colorful lights, and the bustling streets were full of traffic.

  Wen Xien suddenly felt an empty space in her heart, she felt as if every relationship would deteriorate later.

   There are no pure feelings.

Wen Xien brushed off the ash, spit out a smoke ring, and closed her eyes carelessly. Under the hazy and ambiguous light, her snow-white profile and clear and perfect jawline, even the shadows she cast seemed like a noble and delicate painting. famous painting.

In fact, Lu Qian was not as grinning and heartless as he appeared to be. After all, not many people living in this circle are truly pure, and no one is a fool. He sighed and lowered his voice. He hesitated to ask: "Xian, did you know about Fan Xian..."

  Wen Xien is very sensitive to Fan Xian's affairs now. He opened his eyes suddenly, and immediately froze when he saw his delicate expression. After a long while, he asked slowly, "You already knew what he thought about me?"

   There must be anger. After all, Wen Xien and Lu Qian played together from childhood to adulthood, but he kept such a dirty and disgusting thing from her. How could she not be angry.

But she didn't give birth to Lu Qian that much, because Lu Qian had a big family, but he had many brothers. Although he was the eldest young master, his mother was very weak and completely depended on his father, who was very Huaxin, so there are many concubines, and life is not so easy.

  If he offends Fan Xian, then Lu Qian's life will be even more difficult.

  Lu Qian opened his mouth, only to feel the cold blade touching his neck, he really didn't know what to say.

   Wen Xien rubbed her tired browbones, her pale lips pursed tightly, she didn't want to stay here any longer.

   But as soon as she turned around, she bumped into someone, and then the cigarette that Wen Xien was biting in her mouth was caught by someone, and a smoke was deliberately spit on her face, causing her to quickly back away and cough.

  Lu Qian said in surprise and panic, "Fan Xian, why did you come out?"

Wen Xien felt sick when she heard the name, turned around and walked in the other direction, but her arm was grabbed by Fan Xian and pulled hard. The smoke was firmly stuffed back into Wen Xien's mouth.

   Fan Xian's deep voice was like a ghost lingering in his ears.

   "Sheehan already knows my mind, doesn't he?"

   "Fan Xian! Get the **** away!"

Wen Xien spit out the cigarette in his mouth and wiped his mouth in disgust, his hair was grabbed by him, Wen Xien had to look up into his bottomless eyes, Fan Xian pinched her throat, Wrap Wen Xien in his arms with a posture of absolute control.

"Do you think I want this? I think we can, we can always be friends, best friends! But why? Why do you have to be involved with that actor, you'd rather like that thing, and you both Don't want to look at me!"

   "Is this unfair to me?"

   Fan Xian's serious face: Enen, to be fair and just, I also have what Shen Yue has!

  

  

   (end of this chapter)