Chapter 545

But she explained such a long paragraph. At the peak, Murphy didn't understand it, and was even more unhappy. "You just need to be with me at ease. There's no need to think so much. Just leave these things to me to consider and solve."

Despite her boyfriend's strength, Wen churan, who has his own little abacus in his heart, can't easily agree.

She fluttered and spoiled in the man's arms. "Just listen to me once! Will you publish it later? I think so much for our good! "

Facts have proved that Wen churan can't stand being coquettish every time.

As if she wanted a star in the sky, he would pick one for her without hesitation.

The words of firm veto just poured into my throat, but it turned into a question "will it be announced later?"

Wen churan beat his head.

After a moment of silence, the man seemed to sigh in the dark night, "well, let's announce it later."

succeed!

Wen churan secretly rejoiced and rubbed his head against the man's chest.

After a while, she raised her head and looked at the deep outline of the man hiding in the dark. She was not sure whether he was asleep, but she couldn't help asking, "do you always know what Yaheng did?"

"Yes." The man's voice was clear and replied, "after all, it's his brother, so he only gave verbal warning twice."

"So... Is it because of me that you took the guard to catch him this time?" Wen churan asked expectantly.

Sheng Shimo was suddenly silent. In the silent night, it was easy to distinguish the disorder of his breathing.

A moment later, he said in an awkward voice, "well, I warned you to stay away from Yaheng at the beginning, but I didn't expect you to be so disobedient. When I saw the note you put in your bedroom, I knew Yaheng should start on you. In a hurry, I took the guard."

Listening to the man's slow narration, Wen churan only felt that his heart was sweeter than honey.

The next day, when Wen churan woke up, he found that the man was sitting on the sofa.

He has gold framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, one hand against his forehead and the other holding books. His legs overlap. He sits elegantly, but adds another laziness.

The side face shrouded in the sun has a deep outline, upright facial features, drooping eyebrows and narrow eyes.

The long and warped eyelashes jump like the fine end of the sun like gold powder.

The fluffy hair swayed in the wind, like a dozing cat.

Pure, transparent, looming.

It is like a god falling from the sky, not stained with a trace of fine dust.

In an instant, the burst of light made people unable to look at it.

Wen churan looked at it for a long time.

Until the man opened his mouth without raising his head, "is it beautiful?"

She regained her consciousness, almost choked by her saliva, and slowly drilled out of her quilt. "Well... It's getting late, don't you go back to your bedroom?"

In his prime, Mo buttoned the book upside down on his thigh, looked up and looked at her with warm eyes.

"I can't go back for the time being."

"Ah?" Wen churan was stunned for a moment.

He explained, "there are cleaning servants everywhere outside, as well as Sheng Zhixun and Gu Nanpei. If I go out, I may meet them at any time."

"What about that?"

In his prime, Mo held his chin and thought seriously, "why don't you go out and distract them first?"

“…”

Distract them?

Wen churan has an inexplicable illusion of fighting devil.

At this time, the door was suddenly knocked.