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866. Lingering Soul [4]

Lan Jue's mouth twitched, and a sense of anger arose in his heart. He walked to him and fainted. This was a coincidence. He was not hiding for a while, nor was he helping him...

Seeing that the person was about to reach him, Lan Jue simply turned slightly and planned to reach out to support Wang Xiangxue, at least not falling on him.

Just as Lan Jue reached out his hand helplessly, Wang Xiangxue's body stopped slanted in the air, and was held back by an invisible force, and she could not fall down.

Wang Xiangxue was not dizzy at all. She just wanted to use dizzy to resolve her embarrassing situation, and by the way, let Lan Jue feel more guilt and pity for her.

But I knew that I was doing well, but someone came to disrupt her.

With her eyes closed, Wang Xiangxue also knew how ugly she was at this moment. She tried to move for a while and it seemed as if she had been used as a detent spell. She could not stand.

You can only stand in a crooked manner, the posture is as awkward as it is.

Wang Xiangxue didn't have to think about who did this, but she couldn't do what she was now. She could only wait for Zhuge Canglan to make a move, or wait for Lan Jue to come up and support her.

But Wang Xiangxue waited and waited, but could not wait for Lan Jue's figure. She became more and more anxious and became more annoyed at Zhuge Canglan's hatred.

She didn't understand. Lan Jue's temperament was so soft and his heart was soft. When she saw that she was so pitiful, she should immediately come forward to comfort her. How could she be so indifferent?

Wang Xiangxue closed her eyes and didn't see it. Lan Jin had already pulled Lan Jue away, stood aside, looking at Zhuge Canglan with a sarcastic look on his face.

No one present spoke, including the Nan Xiu who sent Zhuge Canglan over, did not speak. Like Lan Jin and Lanjue, he turned his attention to Zhuge Canglan...

Zhuge Canglan looked at Wang Xiangxue boredly, and she wanted to see how long this woman could last...

A cup of tea passed, half an hour passed... An hour passed, Wang Xiangxue could not hold on, Zhuge Canglan did not speak, she did not speak, and the other three men were even more immense and did not shake their figures.

For a moment, the air was a little strange. Wang Xiangxue was so anxious that she didn't know what to do. The sweat beads on her forehead seemed to have been washed down, rolling down constantly, and her face became paler. She would rather Zhuge Canglan come up and beat her hard, so that she would be standing awkwardly now...

Zhuge Canglan was a little impatient. She had to admit that Wang Xiangxue's patience was really great. At least, if it were her, she would definitely not last for so long...

Zhuge Canglan hugged his arms and walked slowly to Wang Xiangxue, lit it casually, and then heard her shrill scream...

The place she poked just now was not a pain point, but... a cut on Wang Xiangxue's back that had been cut and had not been treated. Her long nails slashed through the cut, and Wang Xiangxue almost fainted because of the pain.

When Wang Xiangxue was almost screaming, Zhuge Canglan took out his ears and said slowly: "Miss Wang is standing up. This is a big girl, you can easily fall onto a man. This...is not great. Even if the girl doesn't care about reputation or something, my brother must pay attention, right?"
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