His head was buzzing, the wind was so strong, and he was so scared.
A car with a speed of over 100 per hour has no feeling at all, but a motorcycle with a speed of over 100 per hour...
She was shy and felt that her throat was clogged with guts. If Wen Xiling increased her speed, she would spit out all her guts.
During the evening rush hour after get off work in Beicheng, the Third Ring Road was jammed with traffic. His motorcycle just brushed against the sides of a group of veteran drivers. His movements were flexible and weird, and he made a graceful drift——
I was so shy that I almost got thrown off the motorcycle...
"Hold me tight!" Wen Xiling's voice was cut into pieces by the wind.
Shy and coy: [No, it’s on the road, and it’s easy to have bad contact when charging for sports...]
The car slowed down a little, and the slightly bulging arms wrapped around her waist and lifted her from the back seat directly to the front seat...
This...is this a dangerous move for performance, right?
Shyness huddled in his chest like a little rabbit. I don't know if it was because he was in a hurry or because the action just now was too laborious. His heart was beating so fast, "dong dong dong", with the unique aura of a man.
, completely surrounded by shyness.
Shrinking in his arms, inexplicably, I feel less scared, and multiple organs in my body can be connected and charged at the same time~
Oh, happiness comes so suddenly!
Facing the biting wind, amid clouds and fog, we returned to Wen's villa.
Doctor Gu stood on the third floor of the villa and mouthed to the two people, "We're at the elevator."
Wen Xiling nodded, and regardless of his shyness or disagreement, he picked it up and rushed into the stairwell of the villa.
She felt shyly the explosive power of a beast in his body, the smooth and graceful lines of an athlete, the ability to cross three steps in one step, and the ability to walk as fast as flying while carrying her, and she began to wonder more and more.
You call this premature aging?
Before Yan Yan could think about it, he was stuffed into the hospital bed. With a "bang", the door of the ward was pushed open, and five people from the Wen family came again.
He closed his eyes shyly, slumped over, and breathed slowly, looking like a vegetative state.
Doctor Gu quickly put on all kinds of medical equipment for Wen Xiling. Wen Xiling was also a master at pretending to be sick. Soon, he looked like he was dying.
Wen Heng looked at his son and couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears. This feeling could not be said to be completely performed. Even if he had no feelings for Wen Xiling, he had to consider that he was older now.
The sadness of having no successors.
"Dad, don't be too sad," Mother Chen took a step forward and held the old man's arm like a filial daughter.
"I contacted Pierre, the most powerful expert in genetic disease research in Europe. He said that my second brother's disease is just similar to progeria and cannot be treated exactly as progeria. We need to use brand-new instruments and equipment in his laboratory. I think my second brother's disease is similar to progeria.
His condition has begun to improve, why not take him abroad for a visit?"
!
The shy heart was hit hard.
That’s it. Is the charger that is the most stable, original from the factory, and has just signed the “Packing Contract” going abroad?
A fatal blow!
Immediately shy, he panicked, and his little hands quickly slipped under Wen Xiling's quilt. No matter where they were, he panicked and pressed his waist firmly.
"I don't think it's appropriate," Ji Meiyun, who was standing on Wen Heng's left hand side, wore a pure black slim-fitting dress today. She relieved her shy anxiety with one sentence,
"Xiling started to improve as soon as he got married. It can be seen that he was working, so he left rashly. What if he suddenly stopped working?"
Ji Meiyun said words of concern, but in fact she was secretly hitting on Mother Chen.
The Chen family is now in dire straits, and the power struggle in the Wen family has also become fierce. If Chen's mother cannot get the power of the Wen family, she will starve to death sooner or later.
"Then you can let Yan Yan come with you. They are husband and wife, and they should be together as husband and wife." Mother Chen said with a smile.
Shy: [Ah, that’s fine, as long as it’s not separated from the charger, everything else is easy to discuss!]
Ji Meiyun said, "Hey, it's not safe abroad after all. The two poor children can't move. If they encounter any danger..."
One of the poor children felt shyly that Ji Meiyun was really good!
The poor second child, Wen Xiling, smiled coldly. This stepmother thought she was just a vase, but she was actually not that simple.
Wen Heng is an old fox. He has built his life from scratch, is decisive in killing, and is an absolute emperor in the business world.
Mother Chen’s little plan was so loud that it hit him in the face...
"Nansheng," he said to Mother Chen kindly,
"I know how much you feel. Xiling is like this. He inherited a family disease and blocked the disaster for you. You feel sorry for him. How about this? Since you really feel sorry for him, tonight, let's chant sutras and pray for him all night long.
,"
Wen Heng patted her shoulder, "The gods and Buddhas in the sky will definitely appreciate your true love for your brother!"
After saying that, Mother Chen's body swayed slightly, her face instantly became extremely ugly, and with a "pop", she knelt down beside Wen Xiling.
Ji Meiyun held Wen Heng's hand and wanted to leave. She breathed a sigh of relief and planned to listen to the Buddhist scriptures recited by Chen's mother. Unexpectedly,
Mother Chen’s shocked voice passed through the quiet ward,
"Xiling him, Xiling him, why is he sweating profusely?"
sweat?
Isn't that normal?
Who can rush back from school in ten minutes and climb three flights of stairs with an adult in their arms without breaking a sweat?
"Is there still mud on his legs?" Mother Chen observed Wen Xiling carefully like a little detective. As long as he showed the slightest clue, she would definitely ruin his reputation!
Wen Heng and Ji Meiyun immediately turned around. According to Wen's terrifying genetic disease, he was just one breath away from death. Even if he was still alive now, he was sweating profusely and had mud on his legs?
Pretending to be sick?
Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is a big deal, right?
Wen Heng's eagle eyes glanced over, and his shy heart was raised to his throat.
"The young master has been training his leg strength, don't you know?" Doctor Gu came over, looked at the fuss, and explained lightly,
"The young master practiced raising his legs today. With traction and assistance, he finally succeeded. Now he is tired and sweating profusely."
Dr. Gu wiped the sweat from Wen Xiling's head, and with a noble air of a doctor, he accused several members of the Wen family,
"My muscles will atrophy and degenerate after lying in bed all year round. How do you think he can maintain his current body? The patient has never given up on life, has never been defeated by the disease in the slightest, his body is strong and his will is as weak as a weed, and he spends all his waking hours every day
I’m exercising, is it surprising?”
Dr. Gu is simply talking nonsense. The key is that he can stand on the moral high ground, look down and criticize everyone,
"Today he even felt that if he could get contaminated by the dust on the ground, he would be able to absorb some of the earth's energy, which would definitely help him stand up again. What about you!"
Wen Heng's face was quite ugly, and Mrs. Chen's face was even more ashen.
"Dr. Gu is right," Ji Meiyun said,
"I will come to Xiling every day to massage him and help him fight the disease."