The bits and pieces of the past, there is no need to idle until now, that memory is bitter and sweet, but for Wen Xien, there are no regrets.

Now there are only two of them left in the Liang family, and in general, she only has one relative left Shen Yue, as long as Shen Yue doesn't go too far, then it's easy to say everything.

Wen Xien came home late, she ripped off her tie and threw it on the couch, her delicate and pretty eyebrows lowered tiredly.

She walked inside, taking off her suit jacket as she went, her shoes clattering on the floor.

Different from the simple and cold outside, the interior style is warm and soft, and the pale orange light shrouds the light carpet, as if pacing a layer of fluffy warm light, which makes people's hearts warm up immediately.

Wen Xien's footsteps paused slightly, and the person sitting on the sofa also woke up when he heard the movement.

He saw Wen Xien's eyes light up all of a sudden, and a happy smile rippled from the corners of his eyes and lips.

"You're back, have you eaten? Are you hungry now? ”

Shen Yue didn't know how long he had waited, but there was only a warm smile on his face, and when he was dispersed by the warm yellow lamp, it was like a dreamy dream, empty and ethereal.

Somehow, Wen Xien suddenly became a little irritable.

A few strands of her neatly groomed hair were scattered in front of her forehead, adding a bit of messy beauty.

Because he lowered his head for too long, his neck was still a little sour, Wen Xien shook his neck uncomfortably, raised his hand and brushed the broken hair, revealing his beautiful facial features.

Shen Yue tilted his head in shame, but soon continued to stare greedily at the person in front of him, eager to engrave it in the mold.

"I'm not hungry, you go and rest." Wen Xien's voice was cold, and his expression was also cold, and his delicate and picturesque brows were furrowed together.

Eun seemed to be frowning more and more, Shen Yue thought quietly in his heart.

Wen Xien didn't want to see Shen Yue, so he went upstairs directly around him.

Shen Yue looked at her thin back and couldn't help but twist her fingertips.

After a while, the corners of his lips slowly pulled up a strange arc.

……

Wen Xien had just finished taking a shower when he heard a gentle and regular knock on the door twice.

While wiping his hair, he walked over and opened the door, and Shen Yue in pajamas stood at the door.

In Wen Xien's puzzled gaze, Shen Yue said, "This is the information I collected this day, you can wait and see if there are any questions." ”

Wen Xien's hands were wet, so he asked Shen Yue to send them in and put them on the table.

Sitting on the sofa and wiping her hair, Wen Xien turned her head and saw that Shen Yue not only did not leave, but walked towards her.

"Eun." The corners of Shen Yue's lips curled slightly, and the smile in his eyes grew, he looked at Wen Xien, suddenly raised his other hand and gently wrapped her hand to wipe her hair, and then said very closely, "I'll help you wipe it." ”

As soon as I got closer, an intoxicating cold fragrance suddenly bloomed, and the familiar and longing smell went straight into the nasal cavity, making people slightly drunk.

Shen Yue was standing behind the sofa, bending over and smelling the smell almost fascinated, he leaned over Wen Xien's neck, greedily sniffing the cold fragrance on her body, with obvious possessive desire in his pupils, his lips seemed to touch inadvertently, looming, making people imperceptible.

The thin lips were gently pursed, as if they were reminiscing, and as if they were retaining.

But Wen Xien sat up directly from the sofa in the next second, her brows tightly knit and her chest rose and fell.

Just when Shen Yue thought that Wen Xien would lose her temper in annoyance, she just said coldly and restrainedly.

"Get out."

The air gradually froze, and the atmosphere became a little awkward for a while.

But Wen Xien didn't want to look at him in disgust, and turned his back to him.

"Get out."

Again, this time the voice was even more aloof.

What Shen Yue can't see the most is Wen Xien's cold attitude, turning a blind eye to him, no matter what, he is a hot face and a cold ass, he will not be moved, he uses all kinds of means to please him, but she Wen Xien is like a stone that can't be hot, so cold that Shen Yue is cold all over.

The tyrannical desire almost broke out of his body, and Shen Yue stared at Wen Xi'en like an eagle falcon staring at its prey.

The thin back is straight and thin, like the moonlight that will disperse when the wind blows.

After Wen Xien didn't hear him go out, he turned his head, and the side line of his face was perfect.

"Then I'm out, you remember to dry your hair, otherwise you'll have a headache." Shen Yue's eyes were full of smiles, and the anger just now didn't seem to have existed.

Wen Xien just mumbled if he didn't have anything, and he didn't say anything.

Shen Yue had no choice but to leave unwillingly.

……

In such a busy situation, Fan Xian helped Wen Xien a lot, even if Wen Xien has always been in a state of refusal, but Fan Xian just pretended not to see.

Wen Xien felt that it was really unnecessary, no matter what, she didn't want to have anything to do with Fan Xian.

Wen Xien continued to meet with the collaborators non-stop after the meeting.

This time, some terms of the agreement need to be revised, and many investors have come, and Wen Xien came relatively late, but she didn't expect Fan Xian to also invest in this project.

Wen Xien rarely saw Fan Xian, after all, the two of them were very busy, and when he glanced at him inadvertently, he found that Fan Xian had lost a lot of weight, and the sharpness and anger between his silhouettes became more and more obvious.

Fortunately, the investors are there, so the situation will not be very embarrassing.

Wen Xien adjusted his mood to negotiate, and finally felt relaxed after signing.

After the conversation, Wen went to the bathroom.

After walking to the door, she bumped into Fan Xian, who happened to come out of it, she didn't want to deal with the other party, Fan Xian didn't mean to stop her after seeing her, and Fan Xian's afterglow was uncontrollable when she passed by.

I only saw the delicate and tall nose bridge, the tight pale lips, and the dazzling whiteness.

The system asked suspiciously: [Are you so calm when you go to the men's toilet now? 】

Wen Xien sighed: [No way, forced by work, I'm just a poor worker. 】

System: [...... That's not an excuse for you to be cheeky. 】

When Wen Xien finished solving it, he saw Fan Xian standing in the corridor, holding this cigarette in his hand, and the scarlet light was looming.

He extinguished the cigarette in his hand as Wen Xien approached, blocking her path at the same time.

Wen Xien was looking at him, his eyes were as black as ink, his face was dull, but his eyebrows were clearly reflected by the morning light on the horizon, and the face outlined by stroke by stroke was beautiful, but it was really indifferent.

"Liang Xien." Fan Xian called.

Wen Xien did not answer him.

Fan Xian looked at her with heavy eyes and said, "You and Shen Yue are together again?" ”

Dark and radical thoughts fermented in jealousy and resentment, and he was restless and eager to wait for Wen Xien's reply.

I want a ticket (twist and pinch)

(End of chapter)