Wen Zhiyuan hides in Leng Yiyan's arms. After they stabilize their bodies, they look at Wen orange with the same movement.

At this time, Yan Shiqi came from behind Wen orange and stood beside her. She pulled Wen orange's wrist with a sad face. "Does it hurt?"

Wen Zhiyuan

Wen Cheng shakes her head and whispers, "go to the car and wait for me first."

Smell this, inkstone when seven squint eyes, eyes with defensive to wenzhiyuan, "you can?"

"Don't worry." Wen added with relief: "neither of them is my opponent."

Wen Cheng is never afraid of fighting alone.

Inkstone when seven although not at ease, but still agreed to the requirements of the temperature orange.

She turned around and took the fourth brother's arm and gave him a smile, so they got into the car together.

When Wen Cheng just looked back at the inkstone, he heard Wen Zhiyuan's tone full of grievances coming into his ear, "why do you hit me?"

Leng Yiyan tightens her arms and signals her to be quiet.

However, Wen Zhiyuan bit the corner of his mouth and complained, "brother Yan, why did she hit me? Besides, I don't have a sister like her

Leng Yi Yan nodded, eyes extremely complex fixed frame in her face.

He did not speak, Wen orange stepped forward again.

The apron is very open, and the cold wind is blowing from the open waiting area.

Wen orange's fur coat is swinging around her legs. The sound of short boots stepping on the ground is clear and crisp. It vibrates in the eardrum, making people nervous unconsciously.

"A sister like me?" Wen Cheng sneered, "my good sister, when I saw her, she called me long and short. It's only a few months. You don't recognize me anymore?"

Leng Yiyan turns his eyes to sneer at Shang Wencheng. He bites his teeth and says, "orange, can you..."

"Leng Yiyan, shut up!"

Don't wait for him to finish, Wen orange tone blunt interrupted him.

They look at each other. They are partners growing up, but each other's eyes are full of strange emotions.

Leng Yi Yan tightly pursed the corner of his lips and dropped his eyes with one eye.

His evasive attitude makes Wen Cheng feel sad and ridiculous.

Only Wen Zhiyuan is still looking at her with resentful eyes.

Wen Cheng is slow to treat her feelings. She can't understand what Leng Yiyan's complicated expression stands for.

I think he is guilty.

I feel guilty because I like wenzhiyuan.

At this time, Wen Cheng stands three steps away from Wen Zhiyuan. She doesn't look at Leng Yiyan any more and sneers, "I heard you're engaged? Are you happy? "

She looked at Wen Zhiyuan and asked, but she was sure.

Wen Zhiyuan seems to be afraid. She shrinks to Leng Yiyan's arms.

However, Leng Yiyan is also trying to protect her.

This scene, for Wen Cheng, is dazzling and heartbreaking.

She kept breathing, telling herself to calm down.

But Leng Yiyan's action of protecting Wen Zhiyuan in her arms makes her go forward and pull Wen Zhiyuan out.

The latter, exclaimed in dismay.

"Wen Zhiyuan, if you shout again, I'll cut your throat. If you don't believe me, try it!"

How much hatred does Wen orange have for her? Then at this moment, how terrible her words are.

Wen Zhiyuan was frightened by her and began to tremble.

Her eyes met Wen Cheng's eyes, and clearly saw the vigorous murderous spirit from inside.

Wen Zhiyuan never doubted that if there were no outsiders present, today's Wen Cheng might have killed her.