Chapter 8: Dark Waves
Qianfeng covered his chest with one hand and looked at Wen Wanbai hesitantly, he had been following Wen Wanbai all these days and had never appeared, so he naturally knew that the current Wen Wanbai was bloodthirsty and indifferent, and he was a demon who killed people without blinking.
He had seen her appearance from time to time, and he had also witnessed the lonely figure in the endless night.
He murmured bitterly: "Senior sister, stop it." ”
Wen Wanbai raised his hand and sucked Qianfeng over, and his white hand pinched his neck, "Senior brother, do you like her too?" She whispered softly, leaning intently close to him, asking softly in a voice that only two people could hear.
With a little bit of force, Qianfeng was almost out of breath, but even so, he never resisted from beginning to end.
It's just because now, his identity is not her senior brother, but her secret guard.
The duty of the secret guard is to protect the palace master thoroughly, but he can't fight back.
Wen Wanbai's gaze fell on his slender hands, and it turned out that such clean hands would be stained with blood one day.
It's good that she can't go back.
"Enough, Wen Wanbai!"
Sang Yi's strength came from nowhere, but it was also pushed to the extreme, and the roaring voice was almost hysterical, which was very different from the gentle and gentle appearance on weekdays.
At this time, she is like a mad dog.
Qianfeng's breath weakened little by little, and through the corner of the black cloak that was lifted, you could vaguely see Wen Wanbai's delicate and beautiful face. "Wanbai, do you remember the snow that year? You said that you want to see the snow with your brother for the rest of your life. ”
Wen Wanbai's eyes froze, he threw him away, turned around and went out, his steps were obviously disordered.
Her heart is also in turmoil.
She sat on the steps, pouring pot after pot of wine, but her mind was quite clear, and she couldn't let herself get drunk.
Su Yezhi didn't sleep well, even if there was a rare soft texture under him, it was difficult for him to forget the feeling of the cold and dark tide of the dungeon.
The injuries on his body are not yet complete, and he is quite unhappy because of Wen Wanbai's forcible insult, as a person who is extremely clean emotionally, he only feels that his current self is extremely dirty, and Wen Wanbai is the culprit who makes him dirty.
Suddenly, his ears moved, and the inertia of the years forced him to raise his vigilance and silently clench his fists.
Even now, he is like a powerless scholar, with no power to fight back.
"He slept?" Wen Wanbai's indifferent voice came from outside the door, accompanied by the timid little waiter's voice.
The corners of Su Yezhi's lips pulled out a hint of ridicule, when will this woman still care about his feelings.
When Wen Wanbai broke through the door, a strong smell of wine wafted through the air.
Su Yezhi frowned instinctively, he didn't like women to get drunk, and Wen Wanbai had all the traits he didn't like.
Wen Wanbai carried an empty wine jug and threw it out casually, making a sound on the ground, and the remnants of the wine drew a beautiful arc in the air.
This loud noise made the young man who was already frowning even more displeased.
His life is the most joyful.
The young man's black hair was lightly draped behind him, with one hand on his head, and he lazily opened his demagogic eyes to look at Wen Wanbai, with his own terrifying power, as if he was the master here.
"Drunk?" He wasn't going to say anything more to Wen Wanbai, so he greeted him with a little heart, but to Wen Wanbai's ears, it was more like a perfunctory.
"Hongu is not drunk." Wen Wanbai narrowed his narrow phoenix eyes, sat on the edge of the bed, the golden quilt sank gently, and the abrupt cold air and the aroma of wine permeated the tip of Su Ye's nose, lingering, and his brows wrinkled deeper and deeper.
And Wen Wanbai grabbed Su Yezhi, dragged it up coldly and said, "Accompany the palace to take a bath." ”
A mist rises and envelops the entire bath, and an ambiguous atmosphere wafts in the vast space.
Su Yezhi didn't have too much strength, he was still very weak at this time, so he was thrown into the bath mercilessly by Wen Wanbai, the white silk was soaked in the gentle pool water, and the strong chest was faintly visible.
Wen Wanbai's delicate and delicate figure was perfectly displayed in front of him, revealing the beautiful scenery inside.
He sighed softly and slowly leaned against the edge, the few remaining traces of sleepiness had been devoured, and the remaining shred of reason was used to close his eyes and recuperate.
Wen Wanbai gently stroked the hair hanging down on her shoulders, and there was a breath in her heart, she couldn't suppress it no matter what, and she was very bored. When he raised his eyes, he saw that Su Yezhi was closing his eyes and recuperating, and a little surprise flashed in his heart.
"Su Yezhi."
She called him gently, three points of softness, three points of affection, and a little bit of crispness and clarity that others did not have.
But such a clean and clear tone sounded like a spell to Su Yezhi. He silently opened his eyes, and Wen Wanbai, who should have been in the distance, had unconsciously appeared beside him.
They were so close that even their breath was mixed with each other's temperature.
Su Yezhi moved away quietly, and Wen Wanbai moved a few closer to him until there was no way to retreat, and he was forced into a cramped corner. "Wen Dagong Master, what are you doing?"
Later, for a long time, Su Yezhidu was extremely obsessed with Wen Wanbai's carelessness when he called his name, which was the calmness and indifference that only she could do.
Wen Wanbai kissed his lips lightly, and buried him gently in his shoulder socket, his voice was a little muffled, "Su Yezhi, do you also resent me?" ”
Su Yezhi's figure was stunned, "So, you're going to attack me?" ”
He didn't know why Wen Wanbai suddenly changed his sex, and he still had emotions similar to sorrow. He read sadness in her eyes.
Thinking of this, a hint of sarcasm flashed through his heart.
Whether she likes it or not, what does she do with him?
Wen Wanbai circled his neck, and his skin was close to it, "Remember every word that Bengong has said, no matter how Bengong treats you in the future, don't forget how I treated you from the beginning." ”
She easily pried open his lips and tongue, and drove straight in, with a delicate and gentle attitude that she had never felt before.
But Su Yezhi's heart has not been disturbed by this soft touch, and he has never been so sober as he is now.
Perhaps because of the kiss being too involved, Su Yezhi was able to push her away for the first time with the strength of one person, and he raised his hand and wiped his lips fiercely. "Wen Dagong Master's skills are so skillful, he must have practiced on many male pets."
"I, Su Yezhi, don't like such a woman."
Wen Wanbai smiled.
Instead of getting angry, she leaned closer to him, her voice hoarse, with a hint of charm: "Su Yezhi, be good." Do you know that the last person who spoke like this to Hongu has been dragged out to feed the dogs. ”
Su Ye was stunned, and had no choice but to turn his face away. "Otherwise, kill me."
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