How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight: Chapter 641 Willow Bank, Xiaofeng and Waning Moon 20

   Chapter 641 Willow Bank, Xiaofeng Waning Moon (20)

  Wen Xien couldn't see clearly, and thought about it with some doubts, then forget it if he can't figure it out.

The    system gloated over the misfortune: [Ah, I see it clearly, the male protagonist scolds you as a son of a bitch~]

   Wen Xien didn't have much reaction: [Normal, he thought he was unique, but in fact, I would not refuse anyone who came, hee hee. 】

The    system was afraid that Wen Xien would get out of it, and warned: [Don't be too rude. 】

   There was no one in the middle of the night. Wen Xien walked to the dressing room alone and changed into his clothes. Wen Xien was somewhat absent-minded.

  's head was a little hot, Wen Xien lowered her eyelashes sullenly, and continued to button her shirt in her hands, unaware that the door to the lounge had been locked since sometime.

  patta——

   After the light click of a switch, the surroundings suddenly plunged into darkness.

  ? !

  Is there a power outage?

   As soon as this thought popped into his mind, Wen Xien froze.

   The light outside dimmed through the overhead window, reflecting a tall and tall figure standing behind her, reaching out and pressing her shoulder.

   Wen Xien hadn't reacted yet, and was rudely pressed against the wall, and the back of his head hit the hard wall. The pain, along with the blood that rushed to the brain, suddenly rose from the cold blood vessels.

  Wen Xien groaned with sweat on his forehead, thinking a little blankly, who is it?

   The half-dry golden hair was soaked with sweat again at this moment. She frowned forbearance, and in her half-open eyes pierced by sourness, she could not see the man's face vaguely, but she could see the handsome outline.

  Chen Jiguang lowered his eyes lazily, with a smile on his thin lips, but his eyes seemed to be looking at something dirty, and he casually hit the piece of clothing that had touched Wen Xien.

"Who?"

   The soft and waxy voice still makes me very moved, but now the man is only angry.

   The man let go and squatted down with no strength to support Wen Xien's legs.

   Aware of Wen Xien's gaze, the man squinted, slowly bent down as if giving alms, and half-squatted leisurely in front of him, with a smile on his face and a low voice, it was difficult for people to tell who it was for a while.

   "Does it matter who I am? Can't anyone? Like to pretend to be innocent in front of men, right?"

The ending of    is full of undisguised malice, and the low magnetic laughter is like the whisper of a demon, but the content is sarcastic and mean.

   "I don't hide if I touch you, I don't hide if I touch you, I don't hide if I kiss you. You're actually looking forward to it, right?"

After a moment's pause, Chen Jiguang looked at Wen Xien, who was breathing slightly due to the pain at this time, with a look of pleasure in admiring the artwork. His face was pale, and the slight obsessive-compulsive disorder made him want to disturb the broken hair on Wen Xien's forehead behind his ears. But remembering that this man had been touched by another man just now, his hand tightened slightly, but he still didn't touch Wen Xien after all.

   Maybe he couldn't tell, obviously he was just looking for fun, thinking that only the secrets he discovered could have a good time.

   But when Wen Xien was touched by others, he saw clear water droplets falling from the red lips touched by the man, and then wiped away by other men, Chen Jiguang's heart jumped uncontrollably.

   It was like the heart lake that had been without waves for many years, just like that, it was smashed into it by that unexpected drop of water, and before you knew it, a small wave of water rippled.

   He is a person with a mental cleanliness. He can't stand the things he likes being touched by others. It's disgusting, and because of this, he doesn't feel that his touch just now is the so-called heartbeat.

   It was just that the lights were on just right, and the fragile and moving expression in the performance was too moving, so he was briefly confused.

  He who knows how to adjust his expression according to the camera should know this trick.

  Thinking of this, Chen Jiguang's obscure eyes once again fell on Wen Xien who was holding up his upper body and wanted to get up.

There is a youthful and vigorous edge hidden between his gradually opening brows, and when his narrow and long eyes are lowered, sharp and intimidating lines are formed. Wen Xi'en was also startled by the twinkling eyes in the darkness.

  In the dark locker room, after two seconds, a voice of unknown meaning almost sighed, "It's dirty."

   Wen Xien obviously still can't understand the meaning of his word, and men don't need him to understand.

"Well……"

   Wen Xien groaned, his body adjusted to be pampered looked extra delicate, and after being rubbed with extreme force, a red streak appeared on the exposed skin.

  Wen Xien subconsciously reached out and covered it, trying to stop it, but Chen Jiguang stopped just as she wished.

   I don't know if it was Wen Xien's illusion. She seemed to feel the man's breathing in the dark stagnant. In the darkness, the fingertips holding the rough tissue seemed to be getting harder. Wen Xien seemed to hear the sound of knuckles tightening.

   But before she could think about it, the man rubbed harder in the next second. The pain and numbness made her curl up and frown slightly.

  Even so, she didn't make a sound, nor did she utter a single plea for mercy.

   There was no one at this time, Hill went to find the director, and Wen Xien's cell phone was also on Hill.

   She didn't know who the man in the dark was, but she could feel the malevolence and unprovoked anger of the man.

   The arm hurts a lot, and the skin seems to have been worn away.

   The sound of breathing in her ears became more and more rapid, and it became clearer in the environment where no one was around. It seemed that the hot air exhaled by the man fell to the base of her ears, causing a strange feeling of discomfort.

A drop of water fell from the sky and hit her dark eyelashes. After flicking a few times, it fell apart and flowed down the end of her eyes. Wen Xien turned her head blankly and met those red eyes. The man's forehead was covered in sweat at some point.

   The man got so close to her that he suddenly reached out his hand and tightened her wrist, and seemed to have taken out a rope and tied it in a knot.

   The darkness in front of him began to retreat after the man in black stood up.

   seems to be appreciating something.

   Wen Xien suddenly had a bad premonition, which was a subconscious resistance to dangerous things.

   Wen Xien wanted to get up, but was pressed down hard again. After repeating this several times, Wen Xien was tired from tossing.

  I don't know what I saw, Wen Xien's dull expression was finally broken, his pupils trembled, and his pale lips wriggled twice.

   Seeing Wen Xien's stunned and shocking eyes, the man in black happily gave a low laugh, "It's so cute, I like your expression..."

   But soon, his pupils started to turn red, and his tone also revealed a bit of ruthlessness, "Say! Have you ever shown this expression to others before!"

   La la la

  

  

   (end of this chapter)