Chapter 111: The Fragility of the Night Wind
Wen Shu also ignored the little lady who fainted to death, and got up to look for Ye Linfeng.
At the end of the long corridor was a clean and tidy room, and she followed the scent of the night breeze to the black, closed door, which was delicately carved with patterns.
Before he could reach out and knock on the door, he heard the sound of the wind and the violent sound of the night inside.
"Get out of here!"
The door was opened, and out came the people who were driven out.
Li Zhi was stunned for a moment when he saw Wen Shu, his eyes fell on her bloodbroken lips, and he immediately moved away.
Through the unclosed door, Wen Shu saw that the floor was covered with pieces of glass, and a puddle of water stains was lying abruptly on the black marble floor.
However, next to them, there was also a box of stomach medicine.
She frowned slightly, and her voice was low and she sniffed Li Zhi: "Mr. Ye, hasn't he eaten yet?" ”
Li sighed and shook his head helplessly.
If the third master can eat well, he will not have to rely on stomach medicine every day to suppress the stomach pain.
Wen Shu pursed her lips: "Then please excuse me, send some of his favorite and stomach-nourishing meals." ”
With that, she pushed open the door and walked straight inside.
The room is all black, and a red three-seater sofa lies in the center of the room, which makes the whole room even more eerie.
Ye Linfeng sat on the bright red sofa, shaking the tall glass wine glass in his hand, the light shone on the transparent glass wine glass, refracting the cold phosphorescent light, reflected in a pair of dark and deep eyes, and could not come out again.
"Boom-"
Mu Ye Yamamoto swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his throat rolled, and he stood aside as if he was being punished, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
Before, he kindly lent Wen Shu his mobile phone and asked Wen Shu to call Ye Linfeng.
But the phone call at night was stunned and couldn't get through.
He made the decision and called the phone directly to the Nightwind Garden.
And then......
He brought Wen Shu over successfully.
Originally, he felt that his task was completed, and he was about to leave the Night Wind Garden to find a few beautiful women outside and have a drink or two.
As a result, before he even stepped out of the Night Wind Garden, he was brought back by the men of Night Wind's men.
Obviously, Xiao Feng had a grudge, and he felt that he shouldn't bring Wen Shu over......
The whole room is not air-conditioned, and the low air pressure emitted by the wind at night is cold enough.
"Xiaofeng, this thing...... In fact, you can't blame me for the ...... on my head" The gaze of the night wind and yin owl shot like a knife, and Mu Ye Yamamoto was instantly stunned,
"Xiaofeng, I was wrong, you just look at our friendship for many years, this will spare me......"
Mu Ye Shan just wanted to kneel for Ye Linfeng again to show his sincerity, but he was frightened by Wen Shu's sudden appearance and her death-wanting behavior.
Wen Shu walked directly to the night wind, reached out and snatched the goblet in his hand, turned around, and threw the goblet into the trash.
"You have an upset stomach, stop drinking......"
The night was in the wind, but he didn't get angry, lying on the sofa, looking at her with flat eyes.
Wen Shu bent down to pick up the stomach medicine on the ground again, she took the cup again, poured a glass of warm water, and handed the medicine and water to Ye Linfeng.
"Let's take the medicine." Wen Shu frowned worriedly and looked at him unhappily.
Night Linfeng is like a grumpy little boy who needs her patience to coax.
Ye Linfeng still didn't take it, and a pair of dark eyes stared at the woman in front of him.
Eyes griamed the corners of her lips, and there were still traces of him on them.
This woman ...... Scold......
He bullied her like this, but he still came to care about his body......
Mu Ye Yamaben tried his best to give Wen Shu a look, but he was completely ignored by Wen Shu.
Does the porcelain doll really think that Xiaofeng's temper is not?
Mu Ye Shan originally felt that Xiao Feng would probably take out his small and delicate pistol and poke a bloody hole in the porcelain doll's head later.
However, Ye Linfeng, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly stretched out his slender and white fingers, leaned the woman to her waist, leaned over and bowed her head, and ate the stomach medicine in her hand.
The thin and soft lips gently crossed the woman's palm, causing her to itch for a while.
A pair of black eyes were full of lingering aggression and domineering, staring at the woman's pretty face.
It's like a hound staring at its prey.
Wen Shu pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and her voice became soft:
"If you're really upset, tell me I won't do it next time...... It's just that...... You have to take care of your own body......"
She licked her dry lips: "I know you have never liked me, but this does not prevent me from caring about you, feeling sorry for you, and liking you......"
"I don't want you to be unhappy, so I can go back to the night family now, what you want me to do, what you want me to do, I will do it one by one......"
Ye Linfeng picked up the wine bottle on the glass coffee table, raised his head, and drank it all in one go.
Wen Shu sniffed aggrievedly, her tone was soft and glutinous, and it made people feel distressed to hear:
"I left Yejia just because of Xiao Ke, it's time for Xiao Ke to reincarnate, I can't delay her anymore because of my own affairs......"
She glanced at Mu Ye Yamamoto, who was standing aside and her jaw was about to fall to the ground, and said in a choked voice:
"This matter has nothing to do with Mu Ye Shanben, I begged him, I said I wanted to see you, he couldn't bear to look at me crying, so he took me to you."
Wen Shu tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing a pretending strong smile:
"I'm just scared...... I'll never get a chance to see you again......"
Ye Linfeng's hand holding the goblet tightened a few more points, and the bone joints supported layers of cold white skin, and purple meridians protruded conspicuously from them.
"Mr. Night, there are fifteen peace charms in the drawer in my room, those are specially made for you, you remember to wear them on your body, so that you can be safe for the rest of your life......"
Wen Shu lowered her eyes with a lonely expression, and the tears in her eyes hung in her eyes, as if she had used a lot of strength to control them, so as to prevent them from falling.
Her every word was like parting, and it was poignant to hear.
As soon as the words fell, Wen Shu really turned around and left, however, before she could take two steps, she was grabbed by Ye Linfeng's arm, and his strength was so strong that it hurt her very much.
"Get out!"
The night wind suppressed the anger of the riot, and roared at Mu Ye Yamamoto in a low voice.
Mu Ye Yamamoto's eyes widened, at this time, he was still there, so it was not very polite.
When he passed by Wen Shu's side, he also handed Wen Shu a grateful little look, went out of the door, and closed the door very intimately.
There were only two people left in the house, Wen Shu and Ye Linfeng, and the empty room was so quiet that even the sound of their breathing could be heard.
Ye Linfeng used his hand hard, and Wen Shu was dragged back like a puppet and collapsed on the sofa.
The water glass next to the table was knocked over, and the water stains rolled down the bright red carpet, gradually turning into a deep dark red......
Wen Shu stared at the night wind, looking at his condescending, high-minded, and scarlet eyes that saw everything like a mustard.
The night wind stared at her deadly, as if he wanted to see through what secrets were hidden under this beautiful skin.
He gritted the socket of his back teeth, the green tendons in the corners of his forehead flare, and the emotions he tried to control were exposed by the trembling voice.
Wen Shu...... You'd better be honest and stop playing such hellish tricks in front of me! ”
Wen Shu raised her eyes, her pupils dilated, and at this moment, she seemed to see the fragility and longing in her heart at night Linfeng.