Chapter 625

He was stiff all over and didn't know where to put his hands and feet. Not long ago, he lost his calm when talking to old Mr. Bai. The man was forced to put one hand down on Wen Xiao, and the other hand lay flat on the bed, trying to adjust his breathing.

The more you adjust, the more disorderly you breathe.

He finally couldn't bear it. He turned his body to face Wen Xiao and stared at her face.

In the dark, the man gently leaned over and carefully took the girl into his arms.

The girl's unique sweet aroma became stronger and stronger at the tip of her nose. She took a deep breath and felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in her heart.

It was as if he had been waiting in this world for a long time, just to pull the girl in front of him into his arms.

He put his lips on Wen Xiao's forehead, and his restless heart finally calmed down.

The tired feeling of being forced down swept again. The words and expressions gradually threw away the complicated thoughts and slept with the girl in their arms.

The night wind beat gently in front of the window, and the leaves of an old locust tree rustled outside the window. Everything seemed quiet and serene.

No matter how many people find it difficult to sleep this night, and no matter what bloodbath will happen every night thereafter, at this moment, there is only gentle, sweet and soft air left in this small attic, so that people in it are greedy for the temperature it transmits, and then engraved in their bones, which will not dissipate for generations.

The next day was a rare fine weather recently.

Mr. Bai was thinking about the assassin. He hardly closed his eyes in the middle of the night. Just after 7 a.m., he hurriedly took people to Wen Xiao's yard. First, he wanted to see how his father's condition was. Second, he also wanted to know more about the incident from the dead man.

Coincidentally, qingluan, who is staying in his yard, is bored. When he thinks of the words and expressions that live in his yard not far from him, he can't suppress his desire to see him.

So on this sunny morning, she and Mr. Bai stepped back and forth into Wen Xiao's yard.

The strange beast has always been sensitive to hearing. Half asleep and half awake, Wen Xiao vaguely heard the intricate footsteps in the distance, so he opened his eyes vaguely.

But before she could tell where the footsteps came from, the strange touch in front of her made her a little confused.

The girl raised her head in a daze, and saw the man in front of her in the early morning sun, with his eyebrows stretched and his breathing uniform and powerful, and he was sitting in his arms in an extremely ambiguous attitude, his small hand on his waist, and his muscles were strong enough to make people blush and heartbeat.

Wen Xiao subconsciously looked in the direction of his hand.

The man only wore a thin short sleeve, and his waist clothes piled up because of Wen Xiao's dishonest actions at night, revealing his extremely thin and powerful waist.

Of course, this scene was not expected by Wen Xiao. She was guilty and dared not look again, but when she looked up, she ran into the man's hideously exquisite clavicle. Up again, his fresh short hair looked slightly messy because it had rolled all night. The broken hair in front of her forehead shook regularly with his breathing, The peaceful look made his angular face no longer as aggressive as usual, and even showed a lovely look that he couldn't see in ordinary days.

Wen Xiao suddenly felt his nose itchy.