And the devil sent God in.

He knew that he was serving this guest today, so he boldly came in without permission.

And he was still nervous at first, but what surprised him later was that Wen Xien didn't push him away.

Fan Xian saw that the young man kneeling on the ground dared to look at Wen Xien with those disgusting eyes, and his eyebrows and eyes were extremely gloomy.

The young man seemed to have guessed his fate, he quickly knelt at Wen Xien's feet, pulled Wen Xiyun's sleeve and was silent without saying a word, but his apricot eyes began to shed tears non-stop.

The crying appearance of the beauty is really pitiful.

Wen Xien looked at those eyes, she really couldn't refuse, she couldn't wait to touch his hair, and said disapprovingly to Fan Xian, "You scared him, Fan Xian." ”

Fan Xian reacted at this time, wasn't this person the surprise he gave to Wen Xien?

Didn't he just want Wen Xien to know that there was no one who couldn't be replaced?

Didn't he just want Wen Xien to know that he didn't have to be that play?

Why was it so exciting to see such a scene, there was a moment when the brain went blank, and then there was a shattering blow.

Fan Xian clenched his fists, and only barely calmed down until his nails pierced into the flesh, and his lips trembled and lost all his blood.

Wen Xien noticed that his expression was wrong, and asked with some concern, "What's wrong?" Do you mean to surprise me? ”

Surprise?

Your boy is a surprise.

He felt like someone had grabbed his throat and couldn't spit out a word, but when he saw the ring on Wen Xien's ring finger, he instantly calmed down.

Fan Xian lowered his eyelashes and said slowly, "This person is a surprise, how about it?" Do you like it? ”

The smiling voice revealed a strange gentleness, but Wen Xien reacted slowly at this time, and there was no half temperature in the smile.

Wen Xien subconsciously glanced at the young man who passed by his feet, the young man's apricot eyes were covered with layers of mist, and there was a thin red at the end of his eyes, and his lips were red and gorgeous.

Fan Xian was waiting for Wen Xien to refuse, which he thought, but he was not sure now.

This is very good, it shows that Wen Xien doesn't have to be that play.

In order to give them a better space to get along, Fan Xian went out and closed the door by the way.

Outside the teahouse is outside the building, the cold wind blows on the face like a knife, the poplar branches on the side of the road dance wildly in the wind, and the dry branches make a clattering sound from time to time.

Fan Xian was only wearing a black sweater, he was thin and extremely tall, and he stood out very eye-catching.

He lit a cigarette, but he didn't smoke it, his eyes fixed on a certain place, and he didn't wake up until the fire burned to his fingers.

Throwing away the cigarette butts, Fan Xian was still guarding the door, but the sound insulation effect of this teahouse was really powerful, he couldn't hear it, and there was half a minute of movement inside.

Fan Xian thought of the scene he saw when he opened the door after going to the toilet, and his whole body seemed to be hot.

Even if she was molested, the person still didn't panic, his thick eyes were raised with thick colors, his lips were pursed, and he looked at the person kneeling at her feet from top to bottom.

Her expression seemed ruthless and amorous, but she revealed a faint charm, abstinence and eroticism.

The hands hanging on his sides clenched fiercely, and the green tendons on the back of his hands floated one by one, and he took a deep breath for a while before he could suppress those irritability.

To what extent have they reached it now, they may have hugged each other, or they may have kissed each other, maybe they have ......

Fan Xian's breathing became heavier, and he slowly opened his eyes, which were like reefs soaked in the cold of the sea.

Really, how could Wen Xien be so casual, is it because that person's eyes are like a play?

Wouldn't this make Wen Xien fall deeper and deeper, wouldn't this hurt Wen Xien!

Why is he so confused!

Fan Xian persuaded himself, so he couldn't wait to push the door in, but he didn't expect the scene inside to make him dumbfounded.

The ambiguity in his mind was different, Wen Xien and the boy were separated from each other at a safe distance, and the boy was making tea for her, and Wen Xien was holding his head and watching.

Fan Xian's sudden intrusion made Wen Xien raise his eyebrows and raise his teacup to signal, "Let's have tea together?" ”

Holding his fingers and slowly letting go, Fan Xian sat down next to Wen Xien, he pretended to take a sip of tea, and then frowned and said, "His talent is not very good, it is better to change to a professional." ”

Wen Xien thinks this tea is very delicious, and the young man in front of him is also pleasing to the eye when he brews tea, but if Fan Xian doesn't like it, then change it.

When the young man withdrew, he reluctantly glanced at Wen Xien several times, and his soul was hooked by her.

When Fan Xian got up, he seemed to inadvertently spill the tea in the teacup, which happened to spill Wen Xien's hand on his lap.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'll wipe it clean for you."

After speaking, he directly grabbed Wen Xien's wrist, picked up the clean wipes next to him and wiped it vigorously.

Fan Xian lowered his head and approached Wen Xi'en's cheek, and the hot breath he breathed was like a savage and greedy beast, like a maggot on his tarsal bones, sticking to his white skin.

He wiped Wen Xien's hand red, it was all broken, and he was still wiping it there.

Wen Xien couldn't help but twitch his hand, "It hurts ......"

When she whispers, she always has a sweetness with her, and she sounds soft and seems to be easy to bully.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to clean you, I know you love cleanliness...... But I didn't want to rub you in pain. ”

He said intermittently, and couldn't help lowering his head to rub Wen Xien's silky side face, like a poisonous snake licking the letter, cold to dismantle the prey and eat it into the belly, but he didn't dare to leave any traces because he was afraid of something, and he didn't even dare to touch his teeth, so he could only use the soft lip flap to desecrate it over and over again, and it was inadvertent, so fast that people couldn't notice it, but it left a moist water on Ruyu's skin.

Wen Xi'en lowered his eyes expressionlessly, as if he wanted to turn his head away, but the force that restrained his body almost tightened his bones, like maggots attached to his bones.

This feeling was very strange, Wen Xien couldn't help but push his shoulder, "Don't be like this, it's so weird." ”

The man couldn't help laughing, staring at her long and thick eyelashes with fascination, and whispered in her ear like a coquette.

"What's strange, the two of us kissed when we were children, do you want to warm up?"

As he spoke, he came closer, as if he really wanted to kiss him.

Wen Xien pushed his face away, thinking that he was joking, after all, Fan Xian would always say these things, so Wen Xien didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

"I said that I was a child, and now I want to kiss, I am not ashamed."

(End of chapter)