She believed that Jing Jiaren would treat Bill well.

Tearfully wrote a farewell letter to Jing Jiaren, Wen Xinnuan quietly pushed open the children's room, and Bill was dreaming sweetly.

Wen Xinnuan gently folded the quilt for him, kissed him on the forehead, and couldn't help but have a tear on Bill's tender little face.

Bill opened his eyes in confusion: "Ma Ma ......"

"Keep sleeping, leave mom alone. Sorry for waking you up. ”

"Ma Ma ......" Bill rolled over as if to babble, and continued to fall asleep.

Wen Xinnuan covered her lips, baby, Mom will always love you the most!

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In the spacious fencing room, two agile figures are fighting each other rapidly.

The sound of soft swords colliding, and the sound of shoes rubbing against the ground sounded in the wooden ground......

Leng Lintian was dressed in a white fencing suit, his heroic posture was cool, and another flexible attack hit a red mark on the opponent's heart.

"You're regressing."

"It's the young master's swordsmanship that has made great progress."

Leng Lintian lazily took off his fencing mask, revealing an evil and handsome face.

Originally, he was only interested in fencing, and he learned it playfully for a few years, but now even the black master who taught him swordsmanship is no longer an opponent.

Throwing the sword in his hand without interest, Master Hei immediately took it carefully in his hand.

Leng Lintian walked to the chair and was about to drink saliva to rest.

A bodyguard hurriedly walked in and handed Leng Lintian a cowhide bag.

"Young Master Leng, this is what Young Master Ximen asked to hand over to you."

Lazily opened the mouth of the bag and pulled out the contents.

It's a piece of information about Luan Feng paste, and of course a bunch of photos of the auction site.

Listening to the reports of his subordinates, Leng Lintian flipped through the photos one by one, although Ximen Longting and Jing Jiaren both appeared wearing masks, but even if the two of them turned into ashes, Leng Lintian would recognize them at a glance.

hand, immediately crumpled the photo material into a ball.

This is a provocation issued by Simon Longting to him-

His wife not only ran away with someone, but also ate Luanfeng paste, which means nothing to understand.

A bleak light flashed in Leng Lintian's eyes, and Ximen's blow was still ruthless.

It was as if it was a disguised hand that slapped him hard.

Ximen Longting also looked at the photo with satisfaction......

Of course, he won't let the reporters who took the photos slip out. As soon as he and Jing Jiaren left, Wilson sent someone to loot all the reporters' photographic materials......

Only two copies were washed out before they were destroyed.

One was given to Leng Lintian, and one was left for himself to appreciate.

She finally belonged to him completely......

Ximen Longting looked at the woman sleeping next to him, he got up too early today, and since he left the auction hall, he kissed him fiercely for half an hour.

He looked at her sleepy face, smiled, and turned her head over and rested on his shoulder.

Outside the window, the gloomy weather began to snow again.

The flying snow seems to be spinning Xiangxia with a hand.

Wen Xinnuan leaned against the wall and squatted coldly under the bell tower.

She had been waiting for more than three hours, her whole body was cold and numb, her little face was pale, and now it was beginning to snow.

This bell tower stands in the center of the square, and there is no place to hide around it.

Taking out her phone, she looked at the flickering battery......

He weishenme hasn't come yet, is he playing with her?