Chapter 263

White pajamas, long black hair, slightly green and thin body, soft light sprinkled on her.

Xia Xiaoyun sat quietly on the edge of the Kang like an elf who accidentally entered the mortal world. She was lonely and hesitated silently, as if a voice could scare her and make people want to hold her in their arms for good care.

With his long eyelashes down, he looked somewhere on the floor and whispered, "he didn't want to kill you."

Wen was stunned forever. When she was about to say something, she said, "I'm the one he wants to kill."

Wen shut up forever.

He understood why Xia Xiaoyun said so and believed that she was right.

Yes, the killing intention that Fangyuan suddenly sent out just now was not aimed at him, but Xia Xiaoyun.

Just like a husband who deeply loves his wife, he came home in the middle of the night and found that there were more men in the family - the dignity of men, which made him feel shame he had never felt before. In an instant, it was like killing his wife and then destroying the whole world.

Fortunately, Fang Yuan woke up in time and turned away.

Wen always leaned on the door frame and looked at the elf like girl. After a long time, he sighed: "Alas, let's do this, shall we?"

Xia Xiaoyun's eyelashes trembled slightly and asked faintly, "in addition to doing so, what better way can there be?"

"There's nothing better."

Wen shook his head forever and said, "but you will all suffer."

"The pain will pass after all."

"You said, what will he do after he leaves?"

Wen never wants to continue talking about that meaningless topic.

Xia Xiaoyun seemed to smile softly: "he? I'll find a woman. "

"Is this revenge on you?"

"Yes."

"In this way, you will feel better."

"Yes."

"He'll feel better, too."

"Yes."

"Go to bed early. Come home with me at noon tomorrow."

Seeing that Xia Xiaoyun was not interested in talking, Wen Yongyong stretched out his hand, closed the door for her, turned and sat down in front of the guest room sofa.

From the bottom of the table, he picked up a bottle of 84 disinfectant, shook it in his hand, and threw it into the wastebasket. Then he lay down obliquely, stared at the chandelier, and murmured, "I didn't expect that I would be willing to be used as a shield. It seems that I am mentally disabled."

Fang Yuan now wants to be a brain wreck.

At least, the mentally disabled are basically heartless. No matter how much pain they have in their hearts, they can forget and start a new life in the shortest time.

Standing in front of the fiery red Ferrari, Fang Yuan leaned against the front of the car and lit a cigarette.

It's raining, spring rain.

The rain put out his cigarette, but he kept lifting his chin as if he didn't know it.

The rain fell down his cheeks, shining like tears.

The scene of Xia Xiaoyun walking out of the suite in her nightgown always wandered in front of him -- every time, it was like a knife stabbing him in the heart.

How many women has Mr. Fang touched so far last night?

He didn't count.

No matter which man, when the number of women he has touched is too many for him to count, he will not believe in love. He will only regard the relationship between men and women as a physiological need.

If there must be a girl who can make Fangyuan willing to do anything for her, she will be regarded as a brother by him -- Lin Wuer is like this.

So Fang Yuan always felt that he could only have brothers in his life, not love.

However, when Xia Xiaoyun was carried out by the wild cliff of the mountain pass -- his love came.

Very fierce, incomparably real, with a sweetness and freshness that has never been before, just like a girl's person.

Fangyuan ecstasy: after so many years, he finally found the most precious thing for all men and vowed to wait with his life.

When he thought of someone who wanted to live, he was as serious as a joke to him.

The cold rain hit his face and made him wake up slowly, and his brain began to work.

He thought of the old man's words: you have no sister.

Suddenly, he suddenly understood why he wanted to kill Xia Xiaoyun just now: he had this kind of instinctive reaction after a man was betrayed by a deeply loved woman because he had not given up on Xia Xiaoyun and hoped that what master Liu said was true.

How could that old prodigy be more realistic than medical identification?

No, I can't go on like this, or I will destroy Xiaoyun and myself one day.

She and Wen are always together, which is definitely the best result.

Similarly, she chose Wen forever for the good of both of us.

In order to let us get out of the pain and start a new life as soon as possible.

Well, just to start a new life -- when Fang Yuan raised his hand and wiped the rain on his face, his cell phone rang.

It's the water shadow.

As soon as the mobile phone was connected, the woman's curse gushed like the water of the Yellow River.

Fang Yuan didn't expect that super beauties like water shadow would be more vulgar than many men, which formed a strong contrast with her appearance.

He also felt that he was suspected of being cheap, and that the curse of the water shadow was very pleasant, just like the sound of nature.

"Hey, are you still there?"

Water shadow scolded there for a long time. After he didn't hear Fang Yuan's voice, he finally began to talk.

No way, swearing is great, but it doesn't make you feel any sense of achievement if you scold the air for three days and three nights.

Fang Yuan opened the door, sat in the car, closed the door, and said, "always."

"What are you doing?"

"Listen to your curse."

"Shit, you're so -- forget it, I'm too lazy to scold you again."

The water shadow vomited his turbid breath and asked listlessly, "Xiao Fang, what exactly do you mean? A phone call called my aunt to pay for you, but you took the opportunity to drive my car and go away, causing me to get wet in the street. Are you still a man? "

"I'll buy you a drink as an apology."

Now I know more or less about the shadow of water. I know that this woman is a master who eats soft rather than hard -- how can this do? It's not a good thing that a woman doesn't eat hard.

"Hum, I'm not in the mood."

Sister Shuishui said she was in no mood, but then she said, "hurry up and pick me up."

"Wait, five minutes at most!"

Fang Yuan immediately started the car, stepped on the accelerator and roared out of the parking lot.

In less than five minutes, the car braked sharply and stopped by the sidewalk.

Fortunately, Shui shadow is wearing leather tonight. He is either too afraid of getting wet or his hair is wet and pasted on his cheek.

After getting on the bus, he raised his hand and punched Fang Yuan on the shoulder. Just as he was about to scold, he found that he was also wet. He was a little surprised and asked, "eh, why are you in the rain?"

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil. At this time, the rain grows fast."

"How long are you? Cut, is it a wrinkle? "

"Where do you want to drink?"

"Do you still have money?"

"You have."

"But you said it was your treat."

"It doesn't necessarily cost money to treat, does it?"

"I've never seen such a stingy man as you."

The water shadow scolded and looked at him obliquely, with a slight teasing tone: "dare you go to my house for a drink? I have a lot of wine in my house. You can drink it as you like, and you don't have to pay. "

"I'm afraid you'll eat me?"

Fang Yuan sneered and started the car: "come on, where's your home?"

Big people like sister Shui certainly don't have only one residence in Beijing.

But this villa, less than ten kilometers from the Great Wall, is definitely the farthest from the city center.

The villa does not cover a large area, but whether it is the surrounding environment, architectural pattern or internal decoration, it is first-class, but it can be seen that few people come to this villa.

"I bought this house as early as seven or eight years ago. It was meant to be a wedding house. Later -- it was useless, so I seldom came."

The water shadow seemed to say casually, turned on the air conditioner and asked the square looking around: "do you want to take a bath?"

"Forget it, bathing all day is harmful to your health."

Fang Yuan shook his head, sat on the sofa and took off his coat: "do you have Erguotou here?"

"Do you like Erguotou?"

"Well, that thing is strong."

"You're lucky. You really have a box."

Sister Shuishui went to the wine cabinet: "but there's no decent food and wine. Fry two eggs."

"I'm not greedy for food and drink."

Fang Yuan pressed his hands on the sofa, shook his body a few times, and said with emotion: "Hey, it's strange, just like going back to his own home."

After making him a cup of tea, he walked to the water shadow in the kitchen, stepped slightly and said faintly, "don't dream, this is my home."

Fang Yuan smiled and said nothing. He picked up a women's magazine on the table and lay down on the sofa to read it.

He said it seemed that when he got home, he was not lying, let alone suggesting anything.

I really have this feeling. I'm incomparably relaxed. I can lie as I want -- especially when I accidentally see the back of the water shadow cooking with a small apron when I put my feet on the upper of the sofa.

Those men who regard themselves as masters like to lie on the sofa, smoke in their mouths, hum a tune, drink tea, pat the table and shout to their busy wife in the kitchen, asking if she wants to starve to death?

Of course, a man with quality like brother Fang will never shout this sentence.

Water shadow came out with two plates. When he saw Fang Yuan's tired and lazy appearance, his watery eyes lit up. Then he pretended to be blind and couldn't see. He asked, "let's blow a bottle of Erguotou one by one."

For the sake of their enthusiasm, Fang Yuan felt obliged to care about women's health: "you'd better drink juice. Erguotou is too hot. It's no good for you to drink it."

"Women who have no responsibility like to drink juice."

The water shadow sneered, tore open the box, took out two bottles of Erguotou, opened it and handed a bottle to Fangyuan: "come on, go first."

The square didn't sit up, still lying on the sofa, shaking her feet, and touching the bottle with her: since water and water elder sister claimed to be a responsible mother, let her drink Baijiu, and it would be more than enough to drink.

Seriously, if it weren't for face, Shuiying really didn't like drinking Erguotou.

This thing is too hot. A SIP is like swallowing fire. Spicy tears flicker and cough.

In order to show that he is a responsible woman, Shui Yingying held back his cough, quickly picked up chopsticks and ate a few mouthfuls. Finally, he felt better.

Looking up, I found that Fang Yuan was still drinking and wanted to kill the whole bottle of wine in one breath.

Dai Mei frowned slightly. The water shadow opened his mouth and just wanted to stop it, but he closed his mouth again.

As an advertisement said, Fang Yuan put the last drop into his mouth, then exhaled comfortably, and then said in a very casual tone: "water shadow, marry me."