MTL - How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight-Chapter 728 Do not return, such as scattered flowers (13)

  Chapter 728 The Return of the Unruly, and the Flowers Are Scattered (13)

   The throat became a little dry, and the man couldn't control it and swallowed.

  Wen Xien had to watch from the side, feeling fortunate for a while, but fortunately she washed off her underwear at night, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

   Miao Hua's expression has not changed from beginning to end. Although he has never touched love, it can be seen that this young man has feelings for Wen Xien.

   is like, affection, shyness, these are never concealed.

   Maybe even the man himself does not know his own inner thoughts, the authorities are obsessed, and the bystanders are clear.

The relationship between the two of them is so natural and has a tacit understanding. With Wen Xien's eyes, a man can read her meaning, which shows that the man's mind and attention have always been on Wen Xien, otherwise it will not be so fast find.

   Miao Hua's dark and ice-like eyes could not see through any emotion.

  After washing the clothes, the two of them were drying together. The sun was warm and the cold wind was blowing. The two figures, one tall and one low, one strong and one thin, were so harmonious and beautiful.

   And he, the most redundant.

   Wen Xien brought Miao Hua with him when he went to pick pomegranates. Guo Zhenfei just lowered his head and glanced at the child coldly, and looked at Wen Xien with honest and honest eyes.

   The pomegranates are open, densely packed, layer upon layer, like the maple leaves in the western mountains in autumn, bright and dazzling.

   Guo Zhenfei took a ladder and asked Wen Xien to help hold it, and he went up to pick it.

   This year's pomegranates are relatively late to ripen, but they are all big and sweet.

   Here is a pomegranate tree, not only Wen Xien and the others, but also many villagers.

   They are all in bags. The pomegranate is not too big, but it is a little heavy when packed together.

   An aunt saw Wen Xien with a child and ran over and asked curiously, "Which village is this child, why haven't you seen it before?"

   Wen Xien took the pomegranate from Guo Zhenfei's hand and put it on the clean cloth, and replied with a smile, "This is the younger brother of my distant relative, who came to join me."

   "Oh! Look at the two people who don't look like you. You're too kind. You can't live very well. Now you have another child. Isn't this looking for guilt?"

  Wen Xien: "It's too lonely to be alone. It's fun to have someone to accompany you, so you won't be guilty."

   "Look at what you said, if you really feel lonely, find someone to live with as soon as possible. You have a good-looking child, and many girls are willing."

  Auntie is telling the truth. Wen Xien is good-looking and literate. Although he is a lame, there are still girls who like it.

   Wen Xien still smiled: "No hurry, just like me, don't hurt others."

  The aunt was chatting there alone, Wen Xien just laughed and didn't say a word. After a long time, the aunt felt bored and left.

  Wen Xien picked out a big red pomegranate and stuffed it into the child's arms, "Go find a clean place to sit next to you, and I'll call you back when you're ready."

   Looking at the big and red pomegranate, Miao Hua's lips pursed extremely tightly, his face was as pale as a dead man for a moment, and the muscles from his jaw to the side of his neck were tense.

   His voice was hoarse, but calm: "Why don't you throw me away."

   He stayed by Wen Xien's side and couldn't do anything. He didn't seem to have any other use except to make Wen Xien work harder and lead a poorer life in the future.

   So why not just throw him away? Throwing him away, maybe the days won't be so sad.

   Now he is no longer the mighty Immortal Miao Hua whom everyone admires, and now he is nothing but a burden.

   Wen Xien was a little surprised. She could feel that the child's mood was a little wrong, and remembered what the aunt said just now. It seemed that the child had heard her heart.

   Sensitive and fragile children, it is difficult to think too much.

Wen Xien's smile faded, her expression was a little serious, her dark eyes, her eyes were gentle and peaceful, and she said to him, "Xiaohua, you don't have to feel that you owe me anything, it's you who made my later life more meaningful, I have always Treat you like family."

   Relatives?

   Obviously Wen Xien smiled so tenderly, but Miao Hua could feel the faint sadness emanating from her from the inside out. Wen Xien said that he made her life more meaningful. What about before?

Does    have no meaning before?

   is indeed gone. The fairy who fell from the altar has become a person who is inferior to even mortals. She has lost everything and she has nothing.

   And he was an accomplice.

   As an accomplice, how could Miao Hua enjoy her happiness with peace of mind?

How could    have the heart to let Wen Xien suffer because of him?

   Without him, Wen Xien should be better off.

   Miao Hua's face has no expression at all, it is clean, as if frozen and condensed in an instant.

  He looked like a puppet with a lost soul, his face was expressionless, and after a long time, he said to Wen Xienen who was worried, "Thank you."

   After saying this, Miao Hua lowered his eyelids, as if the loss of control just now had never happened, returning to his previous calm and rationality.

   He looked at Wen Xien, his expression was calm, his eyebrows were still as silent as before: "I'll watch right here."

   He didn't want to go to the side to rest, so he just wanted to watch and guard Wen Xien.

   Wen Xien frowned, feeling a little strange, but this place is obviously not a good place to talk. In the end, Wen Xien just touched the child's head and went to work.

   Guo Zhenfei is almost always busy alone. He is very strong, and his hands and feet are very neat. Wen Xien is helping by the side, but he is still in the way.

   In the winter, Guo Zhenfei had been busy all day, and there was a little sweat on his forehead. Wen Xien helped wipe the sweat next to him, which seemed too intimate to outsiders.

  Miao Hua watched, his eyes were dark and lifeless.

   The last two people finally finished their work. Guo Zhenfei was wearing a simple cotton coat and was surprisingly tall, at least a head taller than Wen Xien next to him. The proportions of his limbs were not exaggerated, but just right.

  The flat and broad shoulders are connected to the muscular torso, with a heavy and strong sense of oppression.

   When he was carrying a large bag of pomegranates in silence, his breathing was not disturbed at all, only the lines of his arm muscles tightened slightly, as if he had just lifted an insignificant thing.

   Looking at the relaxed attitude of the man, the tired gasping man looked at him coldly, and the corners of his mouth twitched in disdain, obviously not very friendly to this man who stood out from the crowd.

   Not to mention that Guo Zhenfei's appearance is not easy to approach, and his personality is also unpleasant. For unfamiliar people, he can't say a word for a long time, just like a gourd, so that people in the village don't like him very much.

   Guo Zhenfei didn't seem to notice other people's disgust, and was quietly bowing his head to Wen Xien and saying, "Go back."

   (end of this chapter)