Chapter 860

One of the most important problems is that her eyelids are jumping all the time today, and she feels uneasy. She always thinks that something is going to happen.

Think back to Wen Rong who was beaten by her. After a few days, nothing has happened. Isn't she waiting for her?

She is in the room, dazed by the burden, even when Dongfang Rui comes in.

"Wan'er, what's the matter? Homesick? " Dongfangrui looks at her with the baggage and understands.

Xue Wan turned to see him coming and immediately nodded: "Sir, I am homesick. Since the old lady is in good health, can she go back tomorrow? "

"Well, I have to hurry back, but I have already agreed with my mother that I will leave the day after tomorrow."

When he finished, he saw the little girl with a bitter melon face, pulled her, hugged her, sat on her lap, and said in a soft voice:

"Wan'er, just stay one more day, OK? It's rare to come here. I always want to make my mother happy. I'm afraid I'll come back in a year or two. "

Next time, it was when he married Xue Wan.

"All right." Xue Wan nodded cleverly.

Dongfangrui's request is not excessive, and she has no reason not to agree.

She misses her family. Similarly, Dongfang also wants to spend more time with her family.

Well, one day later, just one day later.

But she never thought that her uneasiness had come true, so she almost delayed her trip.

After dinner, Xue Wan went back to her room early to have a rest.

The sky is gradually gray, the sky is dark, with a huge black net shrouded, filled with suffocating depression.

The whole Xuri villa is silent. Under the same night sky, a room of Wenfu is ready to move.

At the beginning of the night, the candle in the room was bright.

In front of the dressing table, there is a graceful figure. The beauty in the mirror is red lipped and white toothed, and the beauty is exquisite.

With a click, a small wooden box opened.

Wen Rong carefully holding a light as thin wings of human skin mask, staring at that does not belong to her, but more beautiful than her face.

She bribes the servants of Xuri villa and learns that dongfangrui will go back the day after tomorrow. Tonight is her only chance. She must seize it.

Xue Wan, Xue Wan, I hate you so much, but I have to borrow your face to get the man I love.

As long as this desperate move is successful, she will be able to marry into Dongfang mansion.

It took her two days to find out the powers in the river and lake, and she spent a lot of money to buy this mask.

She pasted it on her face in front of the mirror. Her clear skin made people not feel its existence.

It's just that the scar on the face is very eye-catching. If someone wants to see more, it will show up.

Wen Rong racked her brains to think about it, then she scattered the green silk all over her head, combed a bun that could cover her face, and put some water powder on the joint.

Finally, in front of the face which is hard to distinguish the true from the false, her eyes are red with blood, excited.

"Somebody, take me to sunrise villa." She called out of the window.

The one who broke through the window was her bodyguard. She had excellent martial arts, and her lightness skill was even more superb.

See him tightly around Wen Rong's waist, toes on the ground, people fly out into the vast night sky, and soon appear in the corner of the sunrise villa.

Wen Rong stood in the dark corner, waiting quietly for half a moment.

After a while, the man in black came, holding a tray with a bowl of ginseng soup

"Master, the second room in front is Dongfang Rui's room. Inside is the tray that the little girl snatched from her hand and added materials."

Staring at the ginseng soup rippling in the moonlight that night, Wen Rong seems to have thought of the scene of dry firewood and fire.

His cheek blushed: "OK, well done. There's a lot of reward when you go back. Then you'll wait here and take me back when you're done."

"Yes, master." With that, the man in black hid under a big tree.

Smell Rong carrying tray, the pace of fast to the room.

Slowly close, you can see the bright room, faint music pouring out.

Sometimes the music is like a trickle, sometimes it is like the majestic sea.

Wen Rong was standing at the door. He was almost absorbed.

All of a sudden, the sound of the zither suddenly came to a sudden, and then whirled to the ground, such as fireworks. Before people could react, the sound of the zither suddenly stopped, and a cold voice murmured: "who is outside?"

Opportunity came, smell Rong heart nervous fast jump out of the throat, light cough, low voice way: "it's me."

In order to avoid making mistakes, she talked as little as possible.

"Come in."

With this sound, the carved wooden door was pushed open, and a pretty shadow came slowly with a tray.

With a smile on her face, she looked at the man sitting at the table playing the piano.

"Wan'er, why are you here?" Dongfangrui was surprised.

She looks a little strange tonight, a pair of eyes staring at him, just like hungry wolves see meat.

"Sir, I know you can't sleep, so I sent you ginseng soup." Wen Rong said casually.

But don't want to Dongfang Rui a smile, eyes light show doting light, rubbed her head: "little girl, you are good will come, I can't sleep is not because I miss you?"

More than a year seems too long. He has a feeling that life is like years.

Sometimes I really want to be desperate and have her first.

But he promised Xuechuan and his wife that he would be a gentleman before that.

He must do it, no way, continue to bear it, as long as the little girl don't always hook him, it should not be a problem.

"Have some ginseng soup first, sir." Hear Rong's heart beating.

She didn't expect dongfangrui to be so glib in private, which is seriously inconsistent with her normal image.

No wonder her mother once said that no matter how serious a man looks, when a woman uses proper means, he will surrender obediently.

The more she thought about it, the more confident she was.

Wait for that pair of thin lips light sipped a few ginseng soup, she calculate the hour, in the heart more and more proud, almost can't restrain the excitement in the body.

Dongfang Rui put the ginseng soup back into the tray, wiped his lips with a silk handkerchief and said, "Wan'er, go back and have a rest early. Tomorrow I'll take you to the evening city."

Seeing a blush floating on his face, Wen Rong knew that the opportunity had come. Now, success or failure was in this moment.

She boldly walked over and hugged his strong waist. Her jade arm wrapped around his neck and her red lips breathed out silk orchid: "Sir, I want to accompany you for a while."

He had already drunk some ginseng soup with ingredients, and looked at the woman in front of him, sometimes clear and sometimes fuzzy.

Although he also longed for this delicate body, reason told him not to.

"Wan'er, don't make trouble. Go back to sleep obediently."

But don't want that soft body, more hard to stick over, red lips spit out heat: "Sir, I miss you so much, want me, after the cooked rice, we can get married quickly."