And her words have no other ambiguous meaning, that is, she simply thought that she was actually very unhappy with her in her heart, after all, over the years, she has really called her like a dog, and everyone will feel aggrieved!

Fuck, that's not a self-confession!

Wen Xien looked at it, He Runcheng's eyes were red without words, and tears filled his entire eyes.

Wen Xien felt that his heart was in his heart, and he broke He Runcheng's hand holding his wrist, but He Runcheng didn't want to let go, he grabbed Wen Xien tightly with both hands and didn't let him leave.

"Let go," Wen Xien found that she couldn't break it, so she pulled away He Runcheng's clenched hand, but she found that He Runcheng's strength was so strong that she couldn't pull it open.

He Runcheng said to Wen Xien with begging, "Young master, I'm confused, but I just can't control myself, I also think of you, my lower body hurts so much, I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

If he bought shares like this, Wen Xien blushed angrily.

How can there be such a person, with a simple face, saying debauched words.

Wen Xien's eyes are very beautiful, always with a feeling of affection, but the eyes of the pupils are faint, and there was a little coldness, at that time he was dyed with anger, the corners of his eyes were red, and there was a bright light in his eyes, but there was really a bit of the beauty of immortal depravity.

"Shut up!"

But He Runcheng not only didn't shut up, but also said more and more obscenely.

Wen Xien: "......"

I didn't expect you to be such a male protagonist.

But there was a feeling of wetness from his fingertips, Wen Xien raised his foot and kicked He Runcheng away, He Run didn't check for a while, and was kicked to the ground by her.

Is the cold floor like his mood at the moment, so disgusted?

Is that all that hated him?

In the process of extreme sadness, He Runcheng actually had resentment, resentment of this person's ruthlessness, and resentment of his own self-depravity.

Why would he fall in love with such a person, such an emotionless person.

Oh no, she has feelings, and all her feelings are given to that play.

The eyes that were shining on weekdays were clouded, the tip of his nose was sour, and a stream of tears came out of his eyes, flowing to the corners of his mouth and into his mouth, salty, He Runcheng pursed his mouth, he couldn't control himself anymore, let the tears rush wildly, he covered his face and cried bitterly.

Wen Xi'en heard the hoarse cry of pain, and his eyelashes twitched slightly.

The hoarse and desperate cry of the young man echoed in the ancestral hall, and he said, "I was wrong......

No one knows what kind of fault he is referring to.

Is it wrong to stay in the Liang family, or is it wrong to fall in love with someone who shouldn't be in love.

He Runcheng fainted from excessive blood loss, Wen Xien gritted his teeth and left the ancestral hall in a hurry.

Wen Xien slept early at night and was woken up by the sound of the system.

【Warning! Warn! The life of the male owner is passing.,Please support the host.,Warning, warning! 】

When he slept soundly, his temper was not very good when he was disturbed, Wen Xien grabbed his short hair, got out of bed and opened the window, and saw that it was snowing outside, and the cold wind blew on Wen Xien's face, like a knife cut.

Immediately close the window, wrap the clothes on your body, and ask the system to send the geographical location of the male protagonist.

After determining the location, Wen Xien went to put on his coat and hurried over with his scarf.

The bare branches of the trees trembled and swayed in the howl of the wind, and the moon was afraid of the cold and hid in the clouds.

Wen Xien trembled and walked on the street with his hands covered, the wind was unscrupulous, cold, pouring straight into people's clothes, blowing chills.

She found He Runcheng in a snowfield, and when she rushed over, He Runcheng's body was almost covered with snow.

Not to mention that He Runcheng still has injuries on his body, just a normal person who has been frozen here for a night will definitely be frozen to death, Wen Xien never expected this to be the case, before she left, she clearly ordered his subordinates to wait for He Runcheng to wake up and give him some silver to send him away, but who would have thought that it would be such a scene.

And there shouldn't be this in the plot.

The descendants of the Liang family will never make their own decisions, unless they are instructed to do so.

Wen Xien guessed who it was almost with a slight movement of his brain.

I am afraid that the only person who wants to put He Runcheng to death is the third aunt.

Wen Xien slapped the snow off his body in the past, the young man's face was frozen red and purple, his lips were pale and bloodless, as if he was about to merge with the snowflakes, even his eyebrows were covered with a layer of frost, and his breathing was weak as if he would lose his breath at any time,

Wen Xien patted the snow off his body, took off his coat, and covered the young man's body, still with the warning of the system in his mind, Wen Xien wiped the snow and frost off his face, and rubbed his hands back and forth to apply heat to his cold face.

It was too late to delay, Wen Xien helped He Runcheng up, and now it was still snowing heavily at night, and the biting cold wind was blowing, so Wen Xien had to put a scarf on his head to prevent him from getting cold again.

The cold wind blew on Wen Xien's nose, and the snot in his nose flowed out, and he took a deep breath of his nose, and the air that came out was all white mist.

Ice particles and snowflakes fell on Wen Xien's face, and the trees "roared" on his body, and the wind swept the branches and leaves, like the devil's claws fluttering.

He Runcheng was a little taller than Wen Xien, and it was very difficult to hold on to this snow, and his knees were trembling, I don't know if he was frozen or tired.

In the midst of the turmoil, He Runcheng regained a little consciousness from the darkness.

The pain of burning all the internal organs, the whole body has been frozen to the point that there is no feeling at all, but it seems to be holding a fragrant and soft thing in his arms.

He Runcheng tried to open his eyes to see what was so easy to hold, but he was so cold that he could only embed He Runcheng in his arms by shaking from time to time.

He Runcheng indulged in the shallow aroma, and after holding this fragrant and soft thing into his arms, a strong sense of satisfaction rose in his heart that he had never felt before, and the crisp numbness spread all over his body from his arms, and he didn't even care about the pain of frostbite on his body, he just wanted to hold it tighter, tighter......

Is he going to die? Death is a very beautiful process......

He Runcheng felt the person behind him stretch forward, and the change in center of gravity made it more difficult for him to move forward.

Wen Xien took a lot of effort to finally bring He Runcheng to a lodging shop.

At this time, Wen Xien was tired and unconscious, and when he arrived at a safe place, the whole person relaxed and collapsed, and it was the bread bag man in the store who helped the two of them into the room.

After relieving himself in the room for a while, Wen Xien took off all the clothes that He Runcheng had frozen to a pulp, then stuffed him into the quilt, turned on the heating again, and the alarm in his head stopped.

Wen Xien breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't have time to worry about revealing her frostbitten skin, so she asked someone in the store to sell a set of clothes, and hurried back to Liang's house.

(End of chapter)