Chapter 658

He left Zheng Xiuwen, who was a bit of a douxie at the moment. His whole body was shaking and his fists were holding tightly. He gritted his teeth and said: "Chai haoxuan, I will never forgive you lightly."

Leng Wuchen can imagine how ugly Zheng Xiuwen's face will be at the moment. I'm afraid it's light to beat him severely. But it's also a little interest. It's a punishment for the girl who just despised herself.

By the way, the girl's room is still under her own control. What do you want to do with me? When I think of the coldness here, my whole body starts to feel comfortable. It's just two words.

The young people lying in the hall of xingmeteorite academy don't understand. I'm afraid this boy is not stupid. He can still laugh when he is cold and traceless.

One of the disciples in the hall on the first floor got up quickly and yelled: "get up quickly, collect money, and don't pretend to sleep with me. I said that he would stay for ten minutes this time, don't you believe me."

"I can't believe I've been pressed for more than a minute. The first time I went out, the boy stayed for more than a minute." The man's face was in full bloom, looking at the large number of purple gold coins in his hand, laughing out.

But the other people's face is miserable, one of them cold mouth said: "really TMD is out of luck, I said that boy is a bad luck, ah."

Leng Wuchen didn't rush back to his room. He stayed at the stairway for a while. He listened to their words clearly. With a bright smile on his face, he stepped towards Zheng Xiuwen's room.

Zheng Xiuwen doesn't know her room. Leng Wuchen has taken over it. If she knows that she's afraid of killing him, she'll have to go back and have a rest. She'll have to change to someone else to inspect the surrounding situation.

I'm afraid everyone knows this except Leng Wuhen, but no one knows it except xi lie. Leng Wuhen sleeps in Zheng Xiuwen's room. Although the room is not big, the bed is not small.

And the quilt is also very thick, but it is very warm. Leng Wuchen is also very satisfied. At this time, Leng Wuchen takes off his robe, and the scars on his upper body are particularly dazzling. His skin is white and looks very weak. That's right. The cold and traceless body doesn't look very strong at all.

If the spirit controls the body, everything will turn into a different shape. Leng Wuchen gets up and jumps to the bed, embraces the quilt and falls asleep.

So sleep for a long time, fuzzy in the cold no trace, feel something seems to have pressed himself, but ignore, think it is a quilt, from time to time also cuddle in the past, hands seem to touch something soft.

In a coma, Leng Wuchen can't help thinking that the condition is really good. The quilts are so soft and touching. Even Leng Wuchen can't stand it. It's terrible. It's terrible.

Zheng Xiuwen, who had already returned to his room, was so tired and sleepy that he hardly found anything wrong. After all, he was sleepy when he was outside.

When you enter the house, because it's a closed space, it's very dark, and you can hardly find anything. Moreover, it's still night, so it's even more dark. The sight of opening the door is affected, not to mention closing the door.

In deep sleep, Xiuwen feels that there is something behind him. He subconsciously touches it with his hand. He thinks that his dagger accidentally falls onto the bed and doesn't care.

Xiuwen then went to sleep holding the dagger she thought she had. When she seemed to be squeezed by something on her chest, she thought she was dreaming. She didn't think whether there was another person here at this time.

Leng Wuhen was tired for such a long time, so he finally had a good rest, so he fell asleep. Leng Wuhen unconsciously put his arms around Zheng Xiuwen and fell asleep.

In my dream, I had a dream that I was seduced by a woman, and even the other party bit me back, almost pinching his younger brother. It was really terrible. I was in a cold sweat behind my back.

Leng Wuhen gradually wakes up from his dream. When Leng Wuhen subconsciously moves his arm, he suddenly finds that he has long hair beside his face. However, Leng Wuhen thinks he is dreaming.

With the hand gently point, but suddenly found wrong, his side actually really lying a person, actually is still a woman, but the lower body only feel suddenly a cold, er... What's the situation, he was.

It can't be Buddha jumping over the wall. After being calculated, I said how could they be so kind-hearted, but how could they know that I have plenty of money? No wonder there are more sheep and less wolves here. So what should I do?.

When Leng Wuhen was daydreaming, Zheng Xiuwen suddenly snorted, but he didn't wake up. Leng Wuhen was scared. How could this sound be so familiar? It can't be the girl.

Miserable, miserable, and gradually understand the reason, no wonder xi lie will show that kind of expression before, I'm afraid it's doomed, how to do, can't sit and wait to die, but he is also a loser. It's very suitable for Leng Wuhen at this time.

Leng Wuhen almost dares not to move, for fear that he will wake up Zheng Xiuwen who is sleeping at this time. However, Leng Wuhen dares not to sleep. It's hard to keep a posture for a long time. If he falls asleep, it's better, but it's hard to do it when he is awake.Leng Wuhen tried to pull out the hand that he held in front of each other's chest, but it was already pressed by Zheng Xiuwen's slender arm, and Leng Wuhen's forehead was almost full of sweat.

Even in the strong enemy did not appear so embarrassed at the moment, how to do, cold no trace bit the lower lip, slowly moving the arm, slowly pulled out.

But Zheng Xiuwen seized his lower body. Leng Wuhen was almost miserable. If he went on like this, he was afraid that it would be useless. At the moment, he regretted coming to such a bad place, and even such a thing happened.

My heart is bleeding. If I can be cold and even willing to fade a little bit of strength, it is impossible to avoid such a thing.

Zheng Xiuwen suddenly turned over and finally released the sharp dagger. He took a breath with a cold breath, but he forgot that Zheng Xiuwen was facing himself now.

Then a heat wave came to Zheng Xiuwen's face. Zheng Xiuwen frowned, rubbed his eyes, and finally woke up. Leng Wuchen had noticed that he didn't dare to move, just like a statue.

With the cold hands touching his face, I feel a cold corner A scream, almost scared cold without a trace of a spirit.

"Who!" After the exclamation, Zheng Xiuwen surprisingly calmed down and asked in a cold voice: "is it elder martial brother Changyuan?"