How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

  Chapter 779 Unreasonable return, scattered flowers like this (64)

  It was mainly the look of the tall man looking at Wen Xien, which was very wrong. He loosened the fingers that he had been clenching, and only then did he realize that his palms were all sweaty, but this was the spring.

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In the end, Wen Xien overestimated herself. She originally thought she could walk back, but she didn't expect that her eyes would turn black before she walked, and her face was as pale as paper. She gritted her teeth and wanted to hold on for a while, but Guo Zhenfei found out. .

  The man stopped and took a step forward. He squatted in front of Wen Xien again, his jaw line was sharp and beautiful.

   "En, come up."

  His voice was low, somewhat tough and coaxing.

   Wen Xien also knew that he couldn't leave, so he stopped being hypocritical and lay down on his back.

   At that moment, Guo Zhenfei's tense body seemed to stiffen for a moment, and it took a long time for his rough and broad palm to wrap around her leg.

   Guo Zhenfei's back is very wide, and the temperature on his body is also very high. The steady strength of both hands is even more astonishing. The thick calluses on the fingertips hurt Wen Xien's legs through the thin cloth.

  Two slender arms wrapped around the man's neck, and the man's skin was darker than Wen Xien by an unknown number, which made the arms even more dazzlingly white.

   A soft voice resounded in his ears like a misty rain.

   "Brother Guo, can you be lighter?"

The man with a steady pace seemed to pause for a while. Wen Xien couldn't see Guo Zhenfei's expression clearly from behind, but he could feel the hot big palms that seemed to be embedded in the crook of his legs, and then he relaxed a little, as if he was treating a touch with care. Broken porcelain.

   The road is long, but the man's footsteps have always been steady. Wen Xien was a little energetic at first, but soon his body began to feel uncomfortable.

She rescued Zhou Wenying the day before yesterday. She hasn't changed her wet clothes yet. Her clothes are now dry due to her own body temperature. In addition, she was beaten a few times by Zhou's father. She was very strong. How can the body endure it.

The temperature on the body fluctuated from cold to hot, and the forehead was covered with cold sweat in a short while. The pale face was twisted in pain, and thin beads of sweat ooze from the forehead. I don't know if it was cold or what. It's uncomfortable to go up and down, it's really uncomfortable.

   But Wen Xien still hugged Guo Zhenfei's neck, afraid that he would slip off.

   In order to cheer himself up, Wen Xien started talking about the topic.

   "Brother Guo, did you find a way to release it?"

  The man's breath was also very steady, as if there was no one on his back, a dim light flashed in his eyes, and soon disappeared.

   "To plead for grievances, the body is not afraid of the shadow."

   He said this with a straight face.

   Wen Xien put his chin on the man's shoulder, his long and thick eyelashes drooped down slightly, and his pale lips curved in a slight arc.

   "Does Brother Guo believe me like that?"

  The warm breath sprayed on his ear, the tip of the man's ear quietly climbed to a blush, his Adam's apple moved, and he muttered: "I only believe in you."

  There is no reason, just believe in you, and stand by your side and behind you.

Wen Xien smiled, her pale and sick face seemed transparent, she stared at the uneven road underground, her head became heavier and heavier, when she closed her eyes, a crystal tear dipped in the corners of her eyes, ran across her cheeks, and dripped onto the man On the fabric of his clothes, no one noticed.

   The man who was rushing home in a sullen voice did not hear the voice of the person behind him for a long time, and he called out softly.

   "En en?"

   did not get any response.

  Guo Zhenfei thought that Wen Xien was asleep, his big and generous hand grasped his thin leg that seemed to be broken when he was pinched, and said in a low voice, "...I'm sorry."

   It was he who didn't protect Wen Xien well and made her suffer.

  The old-fashioned face was cold and solemn, revealing an unspeakable sadness.

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   All the way, Guo Zhenfei rushed slowly and finally arrived at home when it was dark.

   A thin figure stood guard at the door. When he saw the person Guo Zhenfei was carrying, he immediately ran over.

   "What happened to Wen Xien?"

  Guo Zhenfei ignored the child and took Wen Xien in on his own.

   Miao Hua followed closely behind him. He went to see Wen Xien, but found that Wen Xien closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

   Entered the room, Miao Hua quickly lit the lamp, thinking that one candle was not bright enough, he lit three candles.

  Guo Zhenfei carefully put Wen Xien down, and when he touched Wen Xien's hand, he realized that her hand was terribly cold, and his heart tightened.

   "Are there futons?"

  Miao Hua immediately ran to the cabinet to rummage, and came over with the soft bedding in his arms.

   Guo Zhenfei gently patted Wen Xien's cold face with his rough palm, his voice was extremely soft, as if he was afraid of scaring her.

   "Enen, Enen, wake up, don't sleep."

  Wen Xien opened his eyes with great effort, his long and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, his face was as pale as paper, and the cold temperature of his fingertips changed Guo Zhenfei's complexion.

   He took the quilt from the child's hand and wrapped Wen Xien tightly. The quilt was a festive red, and Wen Xien's face was as white as snow, without any temperature, cold white.

  Wen Xien showed only one head and looked sleepy. Guo Zhenfei was especially afraid that she would fall asleep, so he coaxed him.

   "Don't go to sleep, okay? I'll go get you hot water and wipe your body first, okay?"

   Wen Xien felt a hand stretched out from the quilt, a very warm little hand.

   looked down and saw the child's reddish eyes, looking like he was about to cry.

  Wen Xien subconsciously wanted to show a smile, so that the two would not be too worried, but what she didn't know was how reluctant her smile was, it would only make the hearts of the two more uncomfortable.

   "I won't sleep..., I'll wait for you."

   Her voice was so low that you couldn't hear it unless you listened closely.

Guo Zhenfei bent over and touched Wen Xien's forehead with his forehead. His big, rough hands stroked the delicate skin. Wen Xien was a little sore from the calluses on the man's hand, her pale lips pursed, and she met the long and narrow man. Dark eyes.

"go quickly."

   The breath he exhaled was fragrant, fragrant and cold, and the man's eyes became deeper, he rubbed Wen Xien, and then straightened up honestly.

   He lit another candle and went to the stove, where soon there was the crackle of burning wood.

   Wen Xien felt sleepy, but also so cold that he couldn't sleep even when he was sleepy.

   The quilt was not warm. The child rubbed her hands, her voice trembling: "Wen Xien, why is your body so icy? Are you cold?"

   The window hadn't been closed yet, and the cool wind blowing in brought a chill. Miao Hua was afraid that Wen Xien would be cold, so he ran over to close it tightly, and then went to help Wen Xien warm his hands.

   I have a typo

   (end of this chapter)