How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 168 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the twilight clouds (4)

   Ma Junying felt very strange to Wen Xien's reaction, and frowned slightly, "Are you her boyfriend?"

  Wen Xien didn't speak, just looked at the man opposite him with panic and bewildered eyes.

   At this moment, in her black and white eyes, there was a flickering light of fear. Those eyes were timid, like a stuffed rabbit who suddenly found a predator and was startled, panicked and at a loss.

   The person on the other side didn't reply, Ma Junying just stared at the person not far away, the two of them seemed to be in a stalemate like this.

Time passed by, and the frozen air made the scene of fear in Wen Xien's mind roll quickly. The helpless fear made her eyes uncontrollably accumulate a little salty moisture. She wanted to leave, but was worried. Sister, the man just blocked the door of the room, preventing her from going in at all.

   Ma Junying just looked at the person with a small white face not far away, tears flashing in his frightened eyes and almost crying, countless thoughts passed in the bottom of his eyes.

   Does he look terrible? Why does this naughty boy seem to be about to cry in fright,

   Ma Junying's frowning eyebrows loosened a bit, and her tone was rarely softer: "You are Qiao Ling's little boyfriend, right?"

   Although his tone was softer, his eyes were cold, as if only Wen Xien said an answer he was not satisfied with and directly killed the person in front of him.

   After waiting for nearly five minutes, those half-covered eyes were alert and frightened, blinking and blinking, their long eyelashes were like rows of small fans, very cute.

   Ma Junying could see clearly that the other party was so nervous that even his beautiful fingertips turned white.

   "Sister..." That small voice was soft and glutinous, and everyone who listened to it was half shriveled.

   Ma Junying's ears went numb, his eyes narrowed, his expression soft: "Are you her brother?"

  Wen Xien's long eyelashes trembled slightly, like the flight of a butterfly spreading its wings in the rain. She was also helpless and overwhelmed.

   "Sister..." She seemed to only be able to say this sentence, and only read these two words.

  Ma Junying's eyes were in love with Wen Xien as if they were real, and her eyes seemed to be blocked by the layers of clothing, leaving no trace of her peeling red/stripes standing in front of the door.

   His expression was extremely indifferent, and his tone was seductive, "If you call me brother, I'll let you in and let you see my sister, okay?"

   Ma Junying took a step forward, with a sense of oppression without any convergence point.

  Wen Xien's face suddenly turned completely white, uncontrollably, her whole body trembled violently like a sieve, she pursed her lips and didn't say a word.

   Ma Junying, who was as gentle as possible, said comfortingly, "Just call, or I won't let you in."

   He is half seductive and half threatening.

   But not only did his comfort fail to calm the person in front of him, but he trembled even more, and even crystal tears fell from his misty eyes.

   "I want...sister." Wen Xien wanted to step back, but she still didn't.

   Ma Junying frowned slightly. Wen Xien was almost an adult, but her words and actions seemed abnormal.

   Plus...From the time of appearance to now, Wen Xien only mentioned her name as sister, as if she could only say two words.

   After thinking of something, his brows slowly opened.

   Then it was a little funny, it was just the first time we met, why should we pay so much attention to a stranger and be so concerned?

   Is it because he is Qiao Ling's younger brother?

   Ma Junying withdrew his gaze and returned to his unsmiling appearance. He turned slightly to his side and gave up some position.

   is really a little position, Ma Junying is tall and tall, even if he gives up his position, it is so small.

  Wen Xien almost squeezed in with a white face, and the soft touch made Ma Junying a little uncomfortable. The tip of his nose was surrounded by a faint cold fragrance, very light, not strong.

   He frowned and took a few steps back, but his eyes couldn't help but stick to Wen Xien.

Almost as soon as she saw Qiao Ling, Wen Xien's dull eyes were dyed with brilliant colors, and her whole body became vivid. She squatted beside the bed like a child, raised her pale and slender hand and held it. Qiao Ling's hand.

   "Sister..." She called out softly, her voice soft as if it were sugar.

  The already drunk Qiao Ling squinted dazedly, as if seeing Wen Xien's appearance, held the hand in his palm, and patted the back of Wen Xien's hand soothingly.

  Ma Junying watched this scene next to him, and the weirdness in his heart deepened. He felt that this scene made him feel very uncomfortable.

  Because from Wen Xien's actions, Ma Junying noticed that Wen Xien had a morbid attachment to Qiao Ling, and he didn't feel like a simple sibling...

   "She's drunk." Ma Junying couldn't help but say.

   The sudden voice he made seemed to startle the person on the other side, Ma Junying saw the person's shoulders shrank slightly, and looked back at him a little uneasy.

The moment he stumbled into these eyes, Ma Junying was stunned for a moment. Although he had seen the boy's eyes at first, his line of sight was more drawn away by the panic and fear in his eyes. As for what he never knew, the panic and fear faded away, and when he really noticed the eyes themselves, he could be so amazing and clean.

   These are a pair of very beautiful eyes, dark and bright, with two rows of long and curled eyelashes printed on them, trembling with the owner's unease.

In those eyes with sparkling water mist, it is like a cluster of clear streams gurgling down from the top of the snow-capped mountains after melting. Purified, washed clean.

Untraceable, Ma Junying's heart softened under the gaze of these eyes, calmed down the somewhat serious facial nerves, and tried to keep her usual serious and gentle face as soft as possible, so as not to scare the other party's uneasy like a rabbit. character.

   "Your sister is sleeping, just let her have a good rest. Let's go out first and don't disturb your sister."

   (end of this chapter)