Wen Xien looked at him and didn't speak, but Fan Xian could clearly see the indifference and boredom in her eyes.

The heart seemed to be pinched tightly, Fan Xian's face was pale, he had never been a good person, but he always felt that what belonged to him was his thing after all, and he would not want anything that did not belong to him, he also had his own arrogance.

But Wen Xien is different, he doesn't know if he likes it or not, anyway, he wants to get her, he wants to possess her.

If Wen Sheen disagrees, he doesn't mind using some extraordinary means.

After all, this time is different from the past, and now at this time, as long as he wants, who can protect her?

"You won't even talk to me now? Afraid of me stalking? I'm still afraid that I'll do something I shouldn't do, do you still think you're still the same Young Master Liang in the past? Do you know what will happen to you once the Liang family collapses, you will become the petty of high-level people, and you will be played to death by them in bed. ”

"It doesn't matter what happens to me, get out."

Wen Xien couldn't stand the humiliation of his yin and yang weirdness and tone, and finally revealed his true form, and he didn't hold back his temper.

Fan Xian chuckled, his face was white and his lips were red, there was a mocking smile in his eyes, and he looked at Wen Xien's eyes with slight anger, and every word seemed to be quenched and poisoned: "I, I can do whatever I want to you, do you understand?" ”

Wen Xien was already temperamental, although he had been a little restrained recently, but his nature was difficult to move, and he was a little angry in his heart, so he pushed Fan Xian's shoulder lightly, "You are a hairy!" Dare to touch me, I'll fight with you! ”

Fan Xian's figure froze, he suddenly clamped Wen Xien's hand, reflexively twisted it hard, Wen Xien was defenseless, and his arm was twisted behind his back at once.

Wen Xien let out a short cry, and Fan Xian pressed his head against his back and pressed against the wall.

"Let go ......"

Fan Xian bent down and traced his fingers over Wen Xi'en's cheek, sliding along the lines of her jaw and neck to her collarbone, and with a snap of her fingertips, she lifted the first button on her collar.

Approaching Wen Xien's ear, he said coldly: "Why don't you still know how to be obedient?" Do you like that person that much? Fuck, people are treating you like that, you're still licking your face to let people live in your house, are you fucking cheap! ”

After finishing speaking, Fan Xian squeezed Wen Xien's wrist fiercely in anger.

Wen Xien felt that his wrist was either blue or purple.

"I fucking like you so much, I've liked you for so many years, can't you look at me squarely? You're going to lick that face and look at someone else, right? ”

He said that he was angry with himself in the back, and his strength became stronger and stronger, and he directly ripped off one of the buttons on his collar.

Fan Xian felt that Wen Xien was a cheap bone, he thought that this person was sober, so he wouldn't be thinking about that person, but he didn't expect his father to take people home as soon as he died.

Damn, he can't figure it out, Wen Xien can turn a blind eye to people who are good to her, and people who are cold to her like to fuck up.

In that case, then why did he still treat her well, then why did he still have to be polite to her.

Skin exposed to the cold air, Wen Xien froze suddenly, shrunk forward, her expression did not change, but there was disgust in her eyes that could not be hidden, her eyes stared at Fan Xian coldly, there was no emotion, like a pool of ice lakes, only her thin lips were pursed out of disgust.

Wen Xien is also not afraid of death, and she has made this situation, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that Fan Xian is a little abnormal, but she still plucks the hair on the tiger's head.

"Who doesn't like you? How much is your liking worth? Who am I willing to lick and what does it matter to you, no one is disgusting to you, right? You've always been looking for trouble, okay. ”

Fan Xian laughed angrily, although he has been very noisy since he was a child, it is undeniable that he is very good, because he has a higher self-esteem and good face than ordinary people since he was a child.

Now that I am rare and cautious, I like to be treated like garbage by others, how can I not be annoyed, how can I not be unwilling!

"You have a kind, say it again."

Fan Xian's voice came from her ears, they were very close, and the breath as he said it sprayed on her ears, and the warm feeling instantly enveloped the tips of her ears.

His voice was soft, but his breathing slowly became heavy, revealing his uncalm state of mind.

Wen Xien: ...... Sorry, I didn't.

Wen Xien quietly shrank inside, pursing his pale lips tightly, not knowing whether to go over or what to do.

If the bar passes, Wen Xien is not sure that he will be able to see the sun tomorrow, but if he doesn't, he may collapse.

Just a few seconds when Wen Xien hesitated, Fan Xian slowly got closer.

"Don't dare to speak?" Fan Xian raised his eyebrows casually, "Aren't you very capable?" Why don't you speak. ”

Before Wen Xien came back to her senses, she felt that the world was spinning, Fan Xian turned her over, and the two of them were facing each other.

It's a weird and dangerous position.

Wen Xien struggled hard, it was useless, he was resisted to death, and he could only stare at Fan Xian with an emotionless gaze.

Fan Xian was still smiling on his face, but he was stung by her ruthless and indifferent gaze, and lowered his head and said hatefully in a voice that only two people could hear: "As long as you drive that person out, I will reluctantly let you go first, otherwise I will ......"

Smack-

This slap was particularly loud, but Fan Xian's face was not crooked, and when Wen Xien wanted to slap again, Fan Xian pressed her wrist against the wall,

The hot smell is almost wild, and there is a faint smell of men's perfume on the body, which smells very high-end.

Wen Xien smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were full of evil spirit, as if he was the young master of the Liang family who was not afraid of heaven and earth.

"Fan Xian, you're so disgusting, you always say I'm cheap, I'm afraid it's just a drop in the bucket compared to you, I don't like you, I don't like you! What the fuck are you still pestering me all the time, you want to be ashamed! ”

"You're fucking shameless, I still have a face!"

Wen Xien seemed to look at Fan Xian with disgust, a snow-white face still despised her, she didn't give any face when she spoke, she was completely left to her temperament.

This must be excessive, of course Wen Xien also knows, her original intention was to provoke Fan Xian, and then Fan Xian, who values face very much, will definitely beat her up in anger, and he will definitely not let go of his pride and take the initiative to find Wen Xien.

Wen Xien grasped the point of his love of face, so he said these words.

But many things can be unexpected, and at this time, no one can control it.

(End of chapter)