MTL - How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight-Chapter 737 Do not return, such as scattered flowers (22)

  Chapter 737 The return of the wicked, scattered flowers like this (22)

  Miao Hua quietly watched Wen Xien busy. In fact, he couldn't say that, because there was only one person who was really busy, and that was the person who was cooking with a shovel.

  The man rolled up his sleeves and cooked vegetables skillfully. Wen Xien was there to help. She was white, tender, and beautiful. She walked around the man like a little wife.

  Miao Hua was stunned for a moment, and when he thought of "little wife", his brows wrinkled. Although he quickly recovered, there was a dark color in his eyes that he didn't even know about.

  Wen Xien was born so beautiful that even if there was no expression, just looking at people quietly with those black eyes already made people delusional and seduced.

   What's more, her character is very easy to touch, and her eyes are always smiling, how can people refuse.

   The meal was ready in no time, and it was probably the most hearty thing in so long, with rabbit and chicken.

   Wen Xien brought the food to the table, washed his hands with the man and started eating.

   Wen Xi'en was not the first time to taste Guo Zhenfei's food, but he couldn't help but praised it for being delicious.

   The man's lips that have been tightly pursed are slightly curved, although his expression is very small, but one can immediately guess that he is in a good mood.

   He put a piece of chicken for Wen Xien and whispered, "Eat more."

   Wen Xien nodded quickly, because he sandwiched a piece of rabbit meat: "You can eat it too."

   The man looked at the meat in the bowl, his sharp eyebrows were soft.

  The silent child caught Wen Xien's attention. She put a piece of meat in the child's bowl and said softly, "Xiaohua, don't just eat, eat more."

  The child took a piece of green vegetable with a blank face and ate it with rice. He didn't listen to Wen Xien's words to eat the meat, and he didn't even touch the meat that Wen Xien put for him.

   Wen Xien saw it all, his brows furrowed and quickly loosened.

   After eating, Guo Zhenfei stayed behind to clean up the dishes with her. No matter how she refused, the man was unmoved and still helped her clean up.

   Wen Xien could only smile helplessly.

   Guo Zhenfei didn't stay here for a long time. When he was about to go back, Wen Xien went to the house and picked up two books.

   These are the articles and idioms that she copied. She didn't have anything she could get her hands on, so she could only send some with her heart.

   But the man seemed to like it very much. He didn't let go of those rough woven papers. His eyes were very bright, and they were particularly conspicuous at night.

   Wen Xien was a little uncomfortable with his eyes, she covered it with a smile.

   "Brother Guo, it's dark, go back and be careful."

  The man stood at the door. Before the darkness, he smiled. She couldn't see the man's expression clearly, but she could see the bright glowing white teeth.

   Wen Xien didn't close the door until the man's back left.

   Wen Xien went around the house and saw the child doing it on the bed, staring at the candy in his hand in a daze.

   Wen Xien silently sat beside the boy and asked the initial doubt: "Is the food bad?"

  The boy eats only vegetables, not meat, and is more silent than ever.

  Miao Hua opened a candy and stuffed it in his mouth without speaking, with a bulging cheek on one side.

  Wen Xien held his face in profile, and saw the child's silent temper, and smiled slightly.

   The doting in his eyes deepened a little, and he asked him softly, "Why are you unhappy today?"

  The child is eating candy, and occasionally makes a tsk sound in his mouth. He looks at his fingertips, as if to stare out flowers.

  Wen Xien didn't care about his silence. The expressions on the child's face were really few, he never smiled, only silence and silence, happy and unhappy expressions were the same.

   But Wen Xien can still occasionally see whether he is happy or unhappy.

   She sighed and raised the child's face gently. The child's expression remained the same, but his trembling eyelashes betrayed him early.

   Wen Xien's movements were unskilled, and even a little clumsy. She approached slowly, the child lowered his eyes from beginning to end, but held his breath involuntarily.

   The two people's foreheads were touching, and their breaths seemed to be intertwined, and they were very intimate.

  The child's body was extremely stiff, like a rock. He didn't know how he was feeling now, whether he wanted Wen Xien to leave a little bit or let her get a little closer.

  The scorching feeling he had never had before made him unable to resist.

   The soft temperature on the forehead is as close as the soul is touching, and the blood and breath are exchanged with each other.

  The child's expression was calm, and his indifferent pupils were instantly empty.

   "Can you talk to me? I'm very worried about you, Xiaohua."

  “…”

  The child's lips pursed tighter and tighter, he struggled for a long time, and finally only asked one question.

   "I'm different from them, right?"

  Wen Xien was stunned for a moment, her eyes stayed on the boy's trembling eyelashes for a moment, and then backed away slightly, the distance between the two was pulled away.

   Only a faint cold fragrance remained on the tip of his nose.

  The child raised his eyes tremblingly, and Wen Xien smiled at him.

   Smiles overflowing, full of eyes.

   That faint smile paints the whole face, like the light rising from the warm winter sun shining on the body, leaving a warm feeling that makes people nostalgic, but can never be captured.

  The child's dark eyes were silent, looking at her without any reaction, but his eyes were focused.

   He was waiting for the answer he wanted.

   Wen Xien answered him like this.

   "Of course it's different."

  The child was not happy when he got the answer. If he was really different, why did Wen Xien give the candy that belonged to him to others? He didn't like to eat candy, just because the candy belonged to Wen Xien.

   And that man, is it different in Wen Xien's heart?

   The answer is obvious.

   He is not the only one who is different.

   The irritability in my heart intensified.

Wen Xien didn't know that it belonged to the child's troubles, she touched the child's hair, "if you have something unhappy, you can tell me, if you don't say it, I don't know, and it won't solve it if you keep holding it. , instead of making myself feel more uncomfortable, it’s more comfortable to say it.”

The child didn't know if he heard it or not, at least his eyelashes were not shaking as much as before. He raised his eyes, his dark eyes were deep and dark, not what a child should have at all. When Wen Xien noticed something strange, he soon returned. Calm was restored.

   As if everything just now was an illusion.

The child took the initiative to hold Wen Xien's hand this time. Under Wen Xien's shocked gaze, he stood up and put his arms around Wen Xien's neck. He put his cheek against Wen Xien's neck. He kept shrinking his shoulders.

Good night

   (end of this chapter)