Wen Hui couldn't help laughing wildly: "Huang Haoran, I never thought of learning Wanru, nor did I want to be the second Wanru, it's you, it's you who have always treated me as her." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Huang Haoran looked at Wen Hui's face that was distorted with a smile that was almost deformed.

He asked himself, did he take Wen Hui as gentle as he was?

The former Wen Wanwan may still be regarded as Wen Wanru, after all, the eyebrows and eyes are so similar, but the current Wen Hui is a completely different face, and her eyes are not the same eyes as before.

The reason why he arranged Wen Wanwan's plastic surgery to be like this is because he was afraid that he couldn't help but see Wen Wanru's eyebrows.

He was sure he hadn't treated her as gentle as he had been.

"Wen Hui, it will never be Wanru, and I have never regarded you as her."

Wen Hui was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly.

If he had treated her as gentle, he would never have treated her so roughly and persecuted her.

Huang Haoran got up from Wen Hui, and a trace of guilt suddenly flashed in his heart.

She is Wen Wanru's own sister in the end, and if he treats her like this, Wanru will definitely hate him.

Huang Haoran sat on the sidelines and stared at Wen Hui in a trance.

Wen Wanru is already dead, why should he be so persistent for a dead person.

Because of love?

In Wen Wanru's heart, Ji Yizhen is the man who loves her the most.

Ji Yiqing, who loves her the most, has married and had children with other women, what's the use of his persistence.

When she broke up with him, she didn't love him anymore.

Wen Hui reluctantly struggled to sit up from the sofa, she stared at the bite mark left by Huang Haoran on her shoulder, her eyes full of hatred.

She dragged her tired body to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and washed the two rows of tooth marks on her shoulders.

The water touched the wound and it hurt.

She gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound, tears flowed out, and she rinsed them off.

Wen Hui curled up in the corner of the bathroom.

She let the cold water soak her body freely, and she suddenly felt unusually awake.

Huang Haoran has been in the living room, he is waiting for her to come out.

An hour had almost passed, and Wen Hui still hadn't come out.

Huang Haoran was afraid that something would happen to her and broke into the bathroom.

Her helplessness, her despair, déjà vu, just like he was at the beginning.

He rushed up and hugged her tightly.

She shivered with cold, her teeth chattering.

"Why don't you turn on the hot water? Do you want to get sick? Do you want to die? I'm telling you, I'll find the best doctor to cure you as soon as you get sick, and you're not allowed to die without my permission,"

Wen Hui was so cold that she couldn't speak, and she didn't want to speak.

For the first time, she felt that his shoulders were so broad and warm.

Rely upon.

Huang Haoran brought his bathrobe to cover her, brought a bath towel to wipe her hair, and used a hair dryer to dry her hair.

He was afraid that she would really catch a cold, so he boiled ginger soup himself.

He didn't know how to cook, and the ginger soup was something he had boiled for him when he had a cold before, and he remembered it when he watched it.

He fed Wen Hui a spoon to drink, but Wen Hui didn't open her mouth at all.

Huang Haoran put the ginger soup on the coffee table, he pinched Wen Hui's chin, and asked, "Why don't you appreciate my kindness to you, do you have to abuse you?" ”

Wen Hui closed her eyes and didn't look at her, she thought he would forcibly pour her ginger soup.

Suddenly, Huang Haoran let go of her chin, holding the back of her head with one hand and her waist with the other.

His lips pressed together.

Gentle kisses.

No, it's the taste of ginger soup.

is so ambiguous, a behavior that only exists between lovers in love, but it happened to her and Huang Haoran.

Wen Hui couldn't believe it.

In the past two days, Huang Haoran has done many things that she thought were hallucinations.

Wen Hui pushed Huang Haoran away, picked up the ginger soup on the coffee table, and drank it all.

Huang Haoran took out a tissue, wiped the ginger soup from the corner of Wen Hui's mouth, and smiled: "It would be nice to do this earlier." ”

Wen Hui really couldn't stand it anymore.

The simple roughness that had been as usual suddenly became sometimes gentle, sometimes bloody.

"What the hell do you want to do? Huang Haoran. ”

"Wen Hui, when the backlight movie is finished, let's go back to the United States together, and you can take care of your parents as a gentle friend."

Wen Hui sneered: "As a Wanwan friend!" I'm just Wen Wanwan, why should I be a friend. Huang Haoran, you took everything from me. I hate you. ”

Huang Haoran took Wen Hui into his arms and stroked her hair: "Wen Hui, no, Wanwan, you hate me, you hate me all the time, at least hate it in your heart." ”

Huang Haoran was afraid that Wen Hui would be emotional and not sleep well, so he added sleeping pills to the ginger soup.

Wen Hui fell into a deep sleep, in his arms.

He carried Wen Hui to his bedroom, put her on his bed, and covered her with a quilt.

He fetched a medical kit and treated her with the wounds he had bitten.

He looked at the distinct tooth marks, and smiled bitterly, what the same smell of blood, this was the excuse he made for himself.

All he wanted was for her to remember him,

After treating the wound, Huang Haoran sat on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and looked at her quietly.

When the backlight is finished, when he breaks off with his past self, he takes her away.

In fact, a long time ago, when Wen Wanru was not dead, he realized that he had Wen Wanwan in his heart, but he refused to admit it, and he personally erased that pure like.

He was such a spiritual cleanliness man.

If he didn't like Wen Wanwan at all, he wouldn't have controlled Wen Wanwan and kidnapped Wen Wanwan to make her his doll.

More beautiful than gentle, sensual women, he has as many as he wants.

But he had never been interested in any woman Wen Hui had unexpectedly had.

Huang Haoran threw away all the contraceptives in his house and replaced them with vitamins of the same color.

He will continue to shoot in the backlight, and he will not choose to give up Ji Yizhen's revenge, that is his long-standing wish, and he can't give up easily.

He couldn't let Wen Hui make any more backlight movies, this movie was too gloomy for her.

He needs her to rest, he needs her to be at home and wait for him to get off work.

Huang Haoran called the artist coordinator of the backlight crew and asked him to find an actress with good acting skills to replace Wen Hui.

Wen Hui woke up the next day and saw Huang Haoran holding her hand lying on the side of the bed, stunned for a long time.

Is what he said yesterday true?

Can she trust him?

Huang Haoran woke up and saw Wen Hui, who was staring at him stunned, with a gentle kiss, and he smiled lightly: "You are awake." ”

"Hurry up and let go of my hand, I'm going to wash up, I don't want to be told to play a big name."

"Wen Hui, you don't have to shoot this movie backlight, I've already found someone to replace you. You just need to rest at home now, and of course you can cook whatever you want. ”

Now that she is the walking dead, filming is the only behavior that allows her to find herself. Wen Hui struggled to shake off Huang Haoran's hand, "You are really still unreasonable, I don't want to do anything, I just want to make a good movie." ”

"If you want to make a movie, I will arrange for you to go to another crew tomorrow, and I won't allow you to act in this one." (To be continued.) )