"Mr. Cheng, are you alright?" The photographer also fell hard, but when he got up, he was the first to help Cheng Fei.

He had already been beaten badly, but now he had fallen again, and there was no way to get up at all.

"Fuck off, useless waste." Cheng Fei kicked the photographer away directly, and then spat on the ground, very angry.

Originally, he set up this bureau to design Yan Linsheng, but now, the negatives are gone, and he was beaten in vain and warned.

"I'm sorry Mr. Cheng, I didn't know that he had so much strength..."The photographer lowered his head with some self-reproach, got up from the ground, and apologized.

Yan Linsheng would snatch the camera was also something he didn't expect, and it was clear that Cheng Fei had just let him out, so this...

"What can you do, I think, you don't need to be in charge of any news, just go and get your salary." Cheng Fei sneered coldly and commanded mercilessly.

He was pulled up, and with another wave of force, he completely touched the tea set on the table.

The shopkeeper heard the sound and complained in Japanese that Cheng Fei didn't understand.

"Get out!"

Seeing this, the photographer ran to the shopkeeper's ear and said a few words of Japanese before he quieted down.

Then, he came over and spoke, "That Mr. Cheng, don't be angry, my camera, unlike others, has a repair function, and it should be able to retrieve some photos." ”

The photographer's words made Cheng Fei raise his eyes, he looked at him, and shouted angrily, "That's not going to fix it." I'm done repairing, show it to me as soon as possible! ”

...

Yan Linsheng brought Wen Leng back to the hotel, and Wen Leng had a fever all night.

"Why is it so hot if you don't catch a cold?" Yan Linsheng propped himself up in front of Wen Leng, looking at her reddened face anxiously, his heart was like a mess.

He had already applied anti-inflammatory medicine to her cheeks, and he had also instructed others to take the medicine to remove the swelling, but it didn't work.

Moreover, her warm forehead was surprisingly hot, and she was a little abnormal from the time she first saw her in the tavern.

"It's cold again." Yan Linsheng had been guarding Wen Leng's side, and almost five minutes would test the hot towel on her head.

When it was time, he checked the temperature and then went to the bathroom to change the towel.

Yan Linsheng sighed, picked up the towel that had lost temperature, got up and went to the bathroom.

"Don't come, don't come, ahh!!!hh

As soon as Yan Linsheng arrived at the door, he heard an exclamation from Wen Leng's mouth, "What's the matter, girl?" ”

Yan Linsheng walked to the bed and looked at Wen Leng.

It's just that now she didn't wake up, but closed her eyes tightly, and the whole person was restless. I was almost shaking all over.

"Girl?" Yan Linsheng frowned, let go of the towel, and then squeezed her hand.

Wen Leng now has a painful expression on his face, and the whole person is also very weak, and his face is full of cold sweat.

"Don't come, don't come." Wen Leng kept repeating the same words in her mouth, and the beads of sweat on her forehead continued to overflow because of her restlessness, and the whole person was in a state close to madness.

She frightened Yan Linsheng.

Seeing that he was manic, he could only hug her distressedly and use his strength to suppress her.

"I'm here, don't be afraid." Yan Linsheng's voice was very soft, with a deep sense of distress, he leaned on his cold neck, and said slowly, coaxing her, wanting to expel the nightmare for her.

It's just that Wen Leng's body is still shaking badly, and she keeps saying don't come here, as if she has encountered some monster in a dream, which makes her very scary.

Yan Linsheng looked at Wen Condensed face, his eyebrows were also tightly pressed, and he tried to hold her. In the end, Wen Leng was suppressed by Yan Linsheng's gentle movements, and his originally restless body calmed down.

Yan Linsheng caressed her cold chest, causing her breathing to gradually calm down.

The cold complexion quickly returned to normal, and the originally rapid breathing and body also eased.

Seeing this, Yan Linsheng sighed deeply, and then changed Wen Leng into a hot towel, so that he could rest.

He stopped in front of Wen Leng, looked down at Wen Leng, who had lost weight because of this toss, and his heart was heavily pressed.

He was wondering where her nightmare was coming from.

This matter must be related to Cheng Fei.

This Yan Linsheng knew that it could be seen from Wen Leng's reaction all the time that she resisted this man, and in front of him, she was unwilling to mention it at all.

Originally, Yan Linsheng just thought that there might be some holiday between the two, or that there was really an emotional dispute as Cheng Fei said, so Wen Leng was reluctant to pick up the old scars.

But now, Yan Linsheng didn't think so, Wen Leng's expression was clearly fearful, and even scared, and he was directly anxious with himself.

Yan Linsheng figured out Wen Leng's slap a few days ago, maybe, it was really his own mention of Cheng Fei, which made Wen Leng think of the nightmare in the past, right?

What kind of past do the two have, and what is Wen Leng afraid of?

Yan Linsheng didn't know how long it would take, and it wasn't until his energy was overdrawn that he collapsed in front of the bed and fell asleep.

When Wen Leng woke up, his hands were pressed by gravity, and they were a little sour.

It's uncomfortable...

Wen Leng shouted in her heart, and she woke up with a frown, and found that there was a strong hand resting on her hand.

It was Yan Linsheng, and his face was tired.

Wen Leng's head was so groggy that he couldn't remember what happened last night, and the only thing that made a slight impression was...

She thought, thinking back to the street meeting she happily went to yesterday, it seemed that she accidentally got lost with Yan Linsheng because she was greedy for fun, and then...

Yes, I met Cheng Fei.

At the thought of this man, the cold face immediately fell, and then frowned.

She looked for Yan Linsheng in the crowd, but Cheng Fei "found" her first, then forcibly dragged her to the tavern and beat her.

Thinking back to the events of last night, those terrible memories came flooding back into my mind.

Wen Leng thought of the wound on the left side of his face, and then raised his hand to touch it.

"Huh..."There was a sharp pain on the swollen left side of her face, and as soon as her cold hand touched it, she couldn't help but take a breath of cool air, and her hand was taken away by her again.

She glanced at the man underneath her, then gently got up, got out of bed, and covered him with the quilt again.

This is a Japanese-style hotel, so the beds are extremely low, and Yan Linsheng doesn't need to wake him up in such a situation.

So Wen Leng covered him with a quilt and let him continue to sleep.

Wen Leng had a very shallow impression of last night, only knowing that Yan Linsheng only came over when he had a vague impression, and after that, it was now when he woke up.

"Have you watched over me all night?" Wen Leng covered Yan Linsheng with the quilt, then squatted down and looked at the man's face.

It's only been one night, why does she feel that Yan Linsheng seems to have a lot of vicissitudes, and besides, his dark circles are very heavy.

This guy must have not slept all night.

Wen Leng knew Yan Linsheng's character, he was a man's stupidity.

This is why he often thinks about Wen Leng, who is obviously a powerful man, why does he give her a very "rigid" feeling.

"It's covered." Wen Leng pursed her lips, took the quilt, and covered Yan Linsheng's hand again.

Her hand touched his right hand.

A piece of redness and swelling!

What's going on? Got into a fight?

Yan Linsheng was an impulsive person, but Wen Liang rarely saw him do it.

Could it be that he did not do it with Cheng?

Thinking about last night's events, Wen Leng continued to speculate.

Because she hated Cheng Fei, she resisted thinking about it.

Last night, Yan Linsheng was able to bring her back, it should have been a battle with Cheng Fei.

Thinking about it coldly, his heart pressed down heavily, biting the corner of his lip tightly.

She was stunned for a while, looking at Yan Linsheng's hands, and couldn't help shedding tears.

Then he found the hotel's emergency cabinet, took out the medicine box, and gave Yan Linsheng medicine.

"Girl, why the hell are you unhappy?"

Between the warm and cold movements, I heard the shallow whispers that came out of Yan Linsheng's mouth, and the man's voice was very soft and with deep helplessness.

Wen Leng knew what he was talking about.

The past between her and Cheng Fei, Wen Leng has always been reluctant to tell Yan Linsheng.

That's why this incident made him so obsessed.

A bleak smile appeared on the corner of Wen Leng's lips, looking at Yan Linsheng, and trying the tears at the corners of his eyes, he couldn't speak, "I don't tell you, it's because I don't want you to know that I'm so unbearable..."

Wen Leng choked and swallowed again, his voice already hoarse.

Because of Cheng Fei's persecution back then, she felt very inferior to this matter, and in this way, she has always lived in the shadows.

But fortunately, time can wash away some memories, and after a few years, she slowly forgets them.

But who knows, now, when he got all the things he wanted, that man appeared.

It reminded her of the unhappiness she had in the past.

"Girl, if you don't want to say it, don't say it." Wen Leng buried his head and was dull for a while, before he heard Yan Linsheng's voice sound.

She raised her eyes to look at him, Yan Linsheng had already woken up.

"Are you awake?" Wen Leng looked at Yan Linsheng and quickly wiped away his tears, not wanting him to see his sad appearance.

"Why are you crying again? Does it still hurt? Yan Linsheng pressed his brows, looked at Wen Leng distressedly, then raised his hand, carefully stroked Wen Leng's face, and asked gently.

The cold face is still swollen, and the left cheek is like a candy, red and distressing.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Wen Leng shook his head and pulled out a smile at Yan Linsheng.

"But you, don't you care about yourself when you beat people? Your hand is so badly wounded! Wen Leng then raised his tone again, and after easing the atmosphere, he brought the topic to Yan Linsheng's body, feeling sorry for his injury?

However, Wen Leng seems to have forgotten, Yan Linsheng simply beat someone, and his hand was injured like this, what about the person who was beaten, Cheng Fei, is it already disabled?

But what does Cheng Fei's matter have to do with Wen Leng, he is not a pity to die!!