Chapter 58

Sheng Yuanhan watched Wen churan's look and his smile deepened gradually.

"Churan, you don't look very well."

Wen churan's strong dress was calm, but his tone couldn't help shaking. "Is that right? I've probably caught a cold and my head is a little dizzy. "

"Cold?" Sheng Yuanhan nodded thoughtfully.

The hand holding her arm began to tighten inch by inch until the joints turned white.

The man was strong enough to pinch his fingers into her flesh.

The wound hurt as if the whole heart were torn.

Wen churan finally frowned.

Her painful look was captured by Sheng Yuanhan.

"Big brother!"

Just when she was about to be unable to hold on, a man's cold voice suddenly sounded in her ear.

A hand appeared and grabbed Sheng Yuanhan's wrist.

Wen churan turned his head and saw that Sheng Shimo didn't know when he had arrived quietly.

He was staring at Sheng Yuanhan coldly, with a slight chill all over his body.

Even wearing simple household clothes can't hide his nobility and elegance.

Sheng Yuanhan looked slightly changed and his smile was still gentle. "Good morning, fourth brother."

Sheng Shimo's smile was slightly cold. "Come to Grandpa? At this time, Grandpa should not be up yet. "

"It doesn't matter. I can wait any longer." Sheng Yuanhan answered slowly.

It's really a good play for brothers and sisters.

In his prime, Mo lost his patience to deal with him again.

He lowered his eyes slightly and stared at his hand holding Wen churan's arm.

Then, his face sank and he warned coldly, "brother, your hand should be loosened, too?"

Sheng Yuanhan calmly explained, "I don't think churan looks very well. She should be ill."

Wen churan couldn't help sneering.

Sure enough, Sheng's family are all playwrights. They can talk nonsense easily.

Even if you know it's a false brotherhood.

Sheng Shimo will never expose it.

This harmonious brotherhood should be performed from time to time.

Only this time, he was out of control for a moment.

With one hand, Sheng Yuanhan was torn apart and with the other hand, Wen churan was held in his arms.

Sheng Shimo's eyes were grim and said in a fierce voice, "I'll take care of her when she's sick, so I won't bother you!"

The tone was full of threats.

Sheng Yuanhan was slightly surprised.

It was the first time he had seen such an undisguised flourishing ink.

Even Sheng Shi Mo was surprised.

This was the first time he had broken his disguise and completely exposed his heart.

Just because Wen first dyed this woman?

After Sheng Yuanhan recovered, he immediately responded, "churan is your wife. Of course, you have to take care of her. I think it's too much for me. I hope you don't mind my fourth brother."

With a smile on his lips, he went straight to the second floor

Wen churan was dragged into the bedroom by Mo Qiang in his prime.

After slamming the door.

He looked gloomy, and the smell of darkness enveloped him.

People dare not approach easily.

Looking at Wen churan's eyes, it's like a sharp blade.

Wen churan was surprised.

She could not be more familiar with such a prosperous time.

He was angry and was trying to restrain his anger.

Wen churan felt puzzled.

Angry with what? Angry with Sheng Yuanhan?

Just when she was puzzled, Sheng Shimo suddenly took an arrow step forward and roughly pulled off her coat.

When he recovered from the first dyeing, his coat had been scattered on the ground.

"You... What are you doing?"

Looking at his close face and cold eyes, her voice trembled slightly.

The man kept staring at her wound.

The new gauze just changed not long ago has been penetrated by blood now.

A dazzling red.