She is like a still ink painting, her eyebrows and cheeks are all carefully outlined by the artist, and her delicate facial features and even the shadows are so flawless.

With black eyes and white skin, his expression is light, like a peerless immortal.

Qi Yaoqiong looked at her in a daze, and the moment they looked at her, her face suddenly turned red, revealing a bit of her daughter's shy softness, and even her voice softened a lot, as if she was afraid of scaring Wen Xien away.

"You, you're from that family, what, why haven't I seen you?"

Wen Xien smiled when he heard this, and said jokingly.

"I am from the Liang family, and I have long admired Miss Qi's name."

Qi Yaoqiong touched her hair, her nervous hands were at a loss, she was stunned, but her eyes were glued to Wen Xien, as if she was reluctant to leave, racking her brains to talk to Wen Xien more.

"Are you free, then? I, I want to talk to you alone. ”

The man was stunned, and even smiled, his eyebrows and eyes crooked.

Is this little girl only going to be a way to tie up the stubble?

Wen Xien's smile made Yue Qing's face red, and the woman with a delicate nature couldn't help but speak softly in front of the fairy-like person.

"What are you laughing at, am I funny?"

Wen Xien's eyes were full of smiles, and there was a smile on his lips, just like the flower of spring dawn, slowly blooming, it was really impossible to calm down.

"Didn't you just say that you wanted to talk to Fan Xian alone? That's not good. ”

The beautiful voice has a playful meaning, inexplicably a little sloppy, but it is not annoying, on the contrary, it makes people blush and heartbeat.

Qi Yaoqiong's heart was beating extremely fast, like a deer crashing, red clouds like xia, looking at Wen Xien stupidly.

Wen Xien always leaned on Fan Xian's body, with a leisurely and casual appearance.

Looking at the appearance of the girl Huaichun in front of him, Fan Xian frowned, he pulled Wen Xien's wrist and glanced at Qi Yaoqiong lightly.

At this glance, a chill suddenly rose from her back, and Qi Yaoqiong stayed in place in fright, and it was not until Fan Xian left that she suddenly came back to her senses, her face turned pale.

Why did she think that Fan Xian really wanted to kill herself just now.

……

"How many times have I told you, don't talk to that kind of woman, that Miss Qi is a water-based poplar at a glance, look at one and love the other."

Fan Xian bitterly told Wen Xien that that kind of woman is not good, do not associate with that kind of woman, don't talk to that kind of woman, saying that it will be brought bad by those women.

At this time, Wen Xien knew that Fan Xian was so conservative, and he looked quite open when he got along.

Wen Xien leaned lazily against the pillar, stretched out his foot and kicked him out of boredom, and joked narrowly: "Then what kind of woman do you say is good." ”

The straight suit pants were left with a footprint of Wen Xien, Wen Xien looked at it and felt funny, Fan Xian's life is very exquisite, he has always been meticulous, he still has long hair when he is young, and he sprays men's perfume, but he was later cut off by Fan Lao with scissors, for which Fan Xian also secretly cried his nose, and was just bumped by Wen Xien, so he was ridiculed fiercely.

He seemed to glance at Wen Xien, and replied casually, as if he was very reluctant to answer this question, but he still said slowly: "Anyway, it's not good to be like Miss Qi, there is no lady at all, whoever marries her is simply a mold for eight lifetimes." ”

Wen Xien only felt that Fan Xian's contempt was familiar, and he also said the same thing about Shen Yue at that time, but now Wen Xien didn't feel much, just smiled: "You don't like Miss Qi to be so good-looking, so who will you give this precious feeling?" ”

Fan Xian was silent for a while this time, as if he was thinking about it seriously, and then slowly replied: "My heart is relatively small, and I can only hide one person." ”

When he was young, there would be times when he was ready to move, Wen Xien would play with Lu Qian, but they were all up to the point, and they never did anything out of the ordinary, and Fan Xian let him take over the family business when Fan Xian was sensible because Fan Xian was strict, and Fan Xian was never interested in this aspect, so he never joined in.

Wen Xien just didn't expect him to be such a dedicated person, and he couldn't see it safely.

"I don't know which girl your heart will fall on, I really have some expectations."

Wen Xien smiled and teased him, he also smiled, and his tone seemed to be a little gentle: "You'll know." ”

Fan Xian just pulled Wen Xien out to breathe, and pulled Wen Xien back when the time was about the same.

Wen Xien took a glass of champagne in his hand, raised his eyes slightly, and just saw the familiar figure on the stage.

High on the stage.

The rain and clouds are rising, the mist condenses into frost, the sound of the flute rises, and the water sleeve breaks the morning light; Between the smiles and smiles, he sings all the warmth and coldness of the world, and hides his sorrows without asking his heart.

Hua Dan, who wore heavy makeup, wore a white and red water sleeve skirt, lining his slender and straight body.

When I raised my eyes, there seemed to be countless sorrows in my eyes.

Flicked his sleeves, as if looking up helplessly.

As soon as he turned around, he was a period of countless unexplained and unexplained loveliness.

Until the play stepped down, Wen Xien still hadn't come back to his senses.

Her spirit is now in a trance, and she has avoided the person she wants to see for three years, so she recklessly broke into her sight.

It seems to have returned to the scene when she first met Liyuan Hua Dan.

Wen Xien's eyes were hot, and he immediately withdrew his gaze.

Her hands trembled uncontrollably, and she almost spilled the champagne in the wine glass unexpectedly, and she apologized in a trance, and her heart was full of panic.

Wen Xien stood in the crowd and looked at his back from afar, and his heart ached.

Fan Xian had been observing Wen Xien's expression since he moved in, and the result was as he expected it and what he didn't expect.

It's been three years, and he naively thinks that Wen Xien has put it down, but the ring that Wen Xien has been wearing in his ring finger has been reminding him that Wen Xien has not forgotten.

Wen Xien is still thinking about that thing!

The man had a cold face, looking at Wen Xien with a condescending sideways face, his eyes did not have a trace of warmth, and the thin lip lines were against the sharp arc.

He stretched out a pair of hot hands to cover Wen Xien's eyes, the eyelashes of the other party in his palms trembled slightly, and Fan Xian's heart trembled too.

——

"Eun, don't look."

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Fan Xian saw that Wen Xien's state was not very good, but the list with the Qi family was very large, so he settled Wen Xien in a corner, let him rest here, don't run around, and go to the Qi family to talk to himself.

The second head of the Qi family is a middle-aged man, very blessed, always smiling, in fact, the shrewd in the mainland is like an old fox.

A few words can spare people, Fan Xian was very patient and smiled with him on the surface, but the afterglow was actually on Wen Xien all the time.

Please call me diligent in the future!

(End of chapter)