Chapter 703

Wen Cheng responds to Duanmu LANYA like this because she is scared by Xiaoqi.

Especially when she saw her jaw bleeding, many possibilities flashed through her mind.

Probably no one can understand that kind of mood, sour and astringent, nervous do not know what to do.

She was thinking that if Xiaoqi had any disease, she would use all her own to save him.

Heart, liver, lung, spleen and kidney, she will give whatever she needs.

Duanmu LANYA's eyes flashed, holding the cup hand can't help but force, half pay she just said a comfort: "orange, don't worry too much. Xiao Qi, the child's lucky face, will be OK.

I'll go to the kitchen and make some pear soup for her, and the fire will be fine. "

She said to herself, see Wen orange did not respond, also know that their mother and daughter between the mustard can not be lifted overnight.

Duanmu LANYA puts the cup on the tea table again. When she gets up, she glances at Wencheng, but finally falls on Lei Ruixiu. "Xiaolei, please take care of her. I'll send you the pear soup later."

Lei Ruixiu nodded, "please madam Wen."

Duanmu LANYA looks at Wencheng again. In the eyes before turning around, Wencheng sits on the sofa and looks out of the window at the scene of smoking.

She dropped her eyes speechless, with a trace of sadness on her face.

Lei Ruixiu watched Duanmu LANYA leave, and then he changed his seat. He took the cigarette out of her hand.

Wen Cheng's heart is very heavy. She looks at the half cigarette bitten in her mouth by Lei Ruixiu without expression. She frowns, and her tone is not happy. "Do you want to smoke and not order it yourself?"

Knowing that her emotion is not right, Lei Ruixiu will not have the same opinion with her.

He bit the cigarette end with the tip of his teeth. After taking a sip, he approached Wen orange's cheek and said in a very soft and magnetic voice, "the cigarette I ordered doesn't taste like you!"

Wen Cheng

If there is anyone else who can divert her attention when she is hesitating, I'm afraid only Lei Ruixiu can do it.

Wen Cheng looks at his serious nonsense and wants to open his mouth to make an ironic remark, but it's hard to say it.

She looked at Lei Ruixiu's warm eyes, dark but not heavy, because she clearly saw her figure locked in the deepest part of his eyes.

Wen Cheng's eyes are opposite to his. Maybe the fear in his heart keeps her trapped in it. Lei Ruixiu's gentle attitude is like the star of redemption, which dispels her panic.

For the first time, Wen Cheng takes off her guard and holds Lei Ruixiu in her arms.

She was a little cold and wanted to draw on his warmth.

Lei Ruixiu was a little surprised, and his thick eyebrows stirred up an incredible radian.

He twisted the cigarette end in his mouth into the ashtray, then took Wen orange's thin shoulder into the depth of his arms with a gentle teasing voice: "it's not easy to let you take the initiative to throw yourself into your arms!"

Wen Cheng leaned against his arms for a second and tried to push him away, but the arm on his back held her closer. "Don't move, let me hold her for a while!"

Lei Ruixiu's words were dumb and full of magnetism. Just a low and soft tone aroused countless ripples in Wen Cheng's heart.

She sniffed the smell of him a little unpromisingly, familiar and pleasant.

They didn't talk any more. They sat quietly in the living room and nestled together.

Wencheng feels that when she needs warmth, there is a person who appears beside her and accompanies her silently. That kind of feeling is really warm.