Chapter 87: Red Maple Leaf

A red shadow swept from the corner of his eye, and Wen Chaoxi paused.

The glowing green light was entwined around the fingertips, touching each other in an intimate posture, Wen Chaoxi's thumb and middle finger flexed and gently popped out, and the glowing green light wrapped the red thing on the ground rose into the air, and slowly came to Wen Chaoxi, and the red thing fell steadily in the palm of his hand.

It is actually a square red maple leaf three fingers wide and three fingers long, with small and delicate workmanship.

Wen Chaoxi looked thoughtfully at the red maple leaf in his hand, and connected with the black shadow that suddenly disappeared just now.

Badge?

Token?

With a slight movement of his mind, Wen Chaoxi put the red maple leaf into the Chaos Spirit Bracelet.

Chop the grass without roots;

The spring breeze blows and grows.

Wen Chaoxi stood at the door of the full moon of Huahao, staring at the wooden door of the master bedroom where Wen Yueying and Feng Huakai lived, and did not move for a long time.

In the distance, the sky gradually turned white.

With the chirping of the birds and the slight sound of the maid getting up, the Prime Minister's Mansion, which had been quiet all night, finally had a little more fireworks and was no longer so dull and depressing.

After breakfast.

"Xixi, in recent days, Xixi has been staying at home, don't go out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, you know?"

Wen Yueying wiped the corners of her mouth, glanced at Wen Chaoxi, who was sitting quietly on the side, and said in a serious tone, "Daddy has some things these days, I need to go out to deal with them, and I will accompany your mother at home more at night." ”

Hopefully there will be good news this time.

And not out of nowhere.

Wen Chaoxi raised his head, just in time to meet Wen Yueying's glance, his dark eyes were mixed and bottomless, Wen Chaoxi pursed his lips, nodded lightly, and did not speak.

Feng Hua smiled and pulled Wen Chaoxi's wrist, "Hurry up, go quickly, without you disturbing our two-person world, Xixi and I don't know how comfortable and leisurely we are." Saying disgusted words, a pair of watery eyes sparkled, looking at Wen Yueying's eyes flashing with stars.

"Yes, yes, blame me, blame me."

Wen Yueying shook her head with a smile, her originally serious face was no longer serious, and her elegant temperament was a little softer.

Wen Chaoxi silently watched the interaction between Wen Yueying and Feng Huakai, the corners of his lips rose, and the restlessness that had been floating in his heart would unconsciously calm down.

Feng Huakai glanced at Wen Yueying, seeing Wen Yueying's nodding action, Feng Huakai's hand holding Wen Chaoxi's wrist subconsciously tightened, Feng Huakai sighed silently, this is the baby she has been looking forward to for five years, conceived in October, sooner or later she will assassinate the person who assassinated Xixi......

Uprooting.

At present, the most important thing is to do a good job of the glue in this family, Feng Huakai hopes that one day she can really integrate into this family, and can be coquettish to her without any scruples, open her heart to her, and tell her the thoughts of her little daughter's family.

And not like now......

Quiet, well-behaved, with little emotion exposed, like a precision-measured machine, every move is perfect, so that no one can fault the slightest mistake, but no matter how flawless the behavior is, it is only completing a task.

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As the day of the golden chrysanthemum feast is getting closer and closer.

Wen Chaoxi's right eyelid twitched from time to time, and in the early morning of this day, the interval between the beating frequency of the right eyelid was significantly shortened.

I don't know if it's because the air in the room is not circulating enough, Wen Chaoxi felt that his heart was suffocated for a while, and it was difficult to calm down.

Remembering the scene of saying goodbye to Wen Yueying in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion a week ago, Wen Chaoxi rubbed the corners of his eyes that twitched from time to time.

This year has been truly eventful, with waves of unevenness rising again and again.