Such a silent and weird atmosphere, with a man in front of him who made him somewhat uncertain, made Wen Xihe's originally light heart suddenly suspended.
She carefully looked at the expression on Lan Lingzhou's face: "Lingzhou"
The man's originally tense facial lines suddenly disintegrated under Wen Xihe's careful probing. The seriousness and tension on his face gradually receded and slowly transformed into a melting posture.
After a while, he finally raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Xihe slowly but firmly.
"Hey, Miss Wen, you know it's a good thing to come back." The long sentence with the ending sound hid a man's worries mixed with some unknown emotions. It sounded like ridicule, but it was clear that it was for Wen Xihe. Under the steps[
Wen Xihe's heart that had been hanging on him slowly fell to the ground and he felt relieved.
To Wen Xihe's ears, the man's tone clearly sounded more caring and doting, like a willful and rebellious child who ran away from home and finally came back after a long journey to meet an adult standing in front of him. The tone of his voice made it clear. With a mocking tone, the long-standing worries in my heart were put aside.
"sorry that I had you worried"
Wen Xihe breathed a sigh of relief and smiled softly at Lan Lingzhou, whose expression had softened.
“And thank you”
Thank him for showing up during her most difficult time. Thank him for giving her so much love. Thank him for giving up on her now and being able to let go.
Lan Lingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly and didn't take it seriously. However, Wen Miaoxin beside him suddenly rushed over and ran straight into Wen Xihe's arms. As soon as he was next to Wen Xihe, Wen Miaoxin immediately opened his arms and held them tightly. She kept pestering Wen Xihe for fear that the beautiful sister in front of her would suddenly disappear in the next second.
"Sister Wen, Sister Wen, and I still have Miaoxin."
Wen Xihe reached out and hugged the child who had bumped into her pregnancy, looking down at her red face with a smile spreading across her face.
"Yes, yes, there is a little Miaoxin who cares about me the most." She reached out and rubbed the child's black hair, and the warmth in her heart began to overflow.
The child in his arms pursed his lips and smiled "hehe" at the beautiful sister in front of him.
A big hand reached out unexpectedly. Before Wen Xihe could react, his chin had been lifted up. When he turned around, a handsome face suddenly came closer. The heat that hit his face was so frightening that Wen Xihe couldn't help but drive back. step
"drink"
The man's face that came towards him did not move forward but stopped abruptly in front of Wen Xihe's eyes. He seemed to be looking at Wen Xihe's face with a serious expression, and there was no intention of joking at all.
"Lingzhou"
Wen Xihe didn't know the man's thoughts and body at the moment, but she tentatively called the man's name.
Wen Miaoxin's sweet laughter suddenly came from beneath her. It had been a while. Now Wen Xihe really doesn't know Lan Lingzhou as well as any other child.
After a while, Lan Lingzhou seemed to have had enough. He let go of Wen Xihe and moved back, but then he frowned and said an exaggerated voice.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, my dear, does that man in your family really love you?" After saying that, he couldn't help but glance at Wen Xihe again, his expression looked a little distressed and there was some obvious disgust, "Didn't he find you a long time ago?" "Look, you're so skinny, do you still look like a human being?"[
Wen Xihe tried to explain to Lan Lingzhou but saw that the man had already retreated to the sofa and sat down, making it clear that he only focused on his own thinking and did not want to hear her explanation.
"Now this man only thinks about how to make you overworked and doesn't care about your life or death." His snorting tone seemed to look like he couldn't bear to look down on you.
Even if Lan Lingzhou knows that the man Wen Xihe loves most in his heart will never be him, even if he understands better that now the victory has been decided, what more struggles and efforts does he have to make? But the man who is naturally proud in his bones seems to have a way to keep up with He.
People who are too similar to themselves coexist peacefully
Always trying to prove the difference between words and deeds
Wen Xihe knew that she had seen through this and didn't want to explain anything. She could only try to pull the silk scarf around her neck to cover the hickeys left on her body when the man indulged last night, and her face felt a little hot.
"Yes, Jue, he is very good to me."
But in Lan Lingzhou's eyes, even if the two of them meet again, He Mingjue will definitely not be less tormented. The woman in front of him immediately burst into laughter.
"Why can't he accept what outsiders say about him just now?" Lan Lingzhou leisurely leaned back on the sofa and looked at Wen Xihe coldly.
Wen Xihe swallowed with difficulty and felt a thin layer of sweat on her palms.
Wen Miaoxin blinked and looked back and forth between Wen Xihe and Lan Lingzhou. Her expression seemed to be weighing the importance of Doraemon and the seven-colored flowers in her heart. After a while, she suddenly made up her mind.
He quickly walked to the sofa and sat down next to Lan Lingzhou.
"That's right." The little guy maliciously flattered his current parents who agreed with him in every possible way.
Lan Lingzhou got the help and glanced sideways at the little girl next to him. He was satisfied for a long time and then looked up at Wen Xihe again.
"Do you know what this is?" he asked
"What?" Wen Xihe could only continue to ask in order to make his uncle happy.
Lan Lingzhou raised his eyes and looked at a place not far behind Wen Xihe and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
"It's clear that it only grinds the mill but doesn't provide fodder."
Wen Xihe frowned uncontrollably and looked helpless and struggling.
Is he talking about animals?
Are you cursing He Mingjue or her in a roundabout way?
Wen Xihe stood there for a moment, feeling funny and angry but not knowing how to answer the question.
Suddenly there was a burst of silent footsteps behind him, walking straight in the direction of several people. The steps were very steady. Wen Xihe seemed to be able to hear the sound of the man's steps hitting the floor.
Her body was a little stiff and she subconsciously looked at Lan Lingzhou on the sofa, already knowing the identity of the visitor [
Before anyone arrived, the man's mocking laughter floated over first from a short distance away.
"It's strange to see you some days." As he spoke, the man stopped and his tall body was already standing in front of Wen Xihe.
As soon as a long arm was stretched out, Wen Xihe's body was taken over by the man domineeringly yet tenderly. He Mingjue raised the corners of his mouth, showing that he was in a good mood, but his harsh words were directed at Lan Lingzhou opposite him.
"President Lan's mouth is getting worse and worse."