How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 207 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the twilight clouds (45)

  Feng Yansheng ignored the old man's Rory and quietly looked at the candy lying in his palm with a blank expression.

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  Qiao Ling went to the capital, as if he had received a big business.

  This business is very important to Qiao Ling, it is about promotion.

   And Qiao Ling also wants to leave this place and calm down. She hardly ever travels on business because she can't worry about Wen Xien, but now that Wen Xien is not as withdrawn as before, Qiao Ling is going to try to leave her.

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Duan Wensen has never stopped. Others say that he is a debauchery from all over the world, but they don't know that he is still in this capital, and he is sent to the jade man who many powerful and young people can't ask for. Waiting behind the saddle.

   Duan Wensen doesn't play the same way as those people, he chooses the top ones to play, the top ones who have rummaged through the entire capital, the most ecstatic.

   He has been here all these years, and the people around him are constantly. Among these women, one of these women is the most attractive to Duan Wensen, and he has been protected as Qinglian who really does not let others interfere.

   Now this woman is lying on the ground in a sloping figure, her long hair is shawl and no powder is applied, her hands are on Duan Wensen's legs, and she kneads for him with her eyes down.

   Incense was lit in the room, and Duan Wensen was only wearing a loose silk robe, and he closed his eyes as if falling asleep.

  Unfortunately, he suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "What time is it now?"

  The woman glanced at the hanging clock in the room, and replied very softly, "It's nine o'clock."

   Duan Wensen didn't open his eyes, but his breathing became longer.

   The phone on the table rang, just vibrated, which was enough to attract attention in such an environment.

  The woman was still lying on the ground, her brows and eyes didn't move, she looked extraordinarily well-behaved, and her hands continued to squeeze Duan Wensen's legs.

   Duan Wensen's things, if he doesn't let you move, don't move, if you move, it's against his will.

   Duan Wensen sat up from the long couch. There was only one layer of mats on the couch. They were all the finest and thinnest reeds that were drawn. It was the same quality as silk when lying on it, but it was far more precious than the silk.

   He reached out and took the cell phone on the table, as if he didn't care about privacy, he picked it up in front of the woman.

   The person on the phone asked Duan Wensen to go to the bar to play. Duan Wensen thought about it and responded lazily.

   He lay down bored and said two words lightly, "Go out."

  The woman didn't dare to say a word, got up and went out quietly.

   This is Duan Wensen's usual state recently. The beginning is still the same as before. After a long time, people around him will feel an inexplicable aura of anxiety.

  No one dared to provoke, Duan Wensen at this time.

   Duan Wensen stretched his body, closed his eyes, and pulled his thin lips down slightly, giving him a sense of world-weariness.

  When Duan Wensen came to the bar, everyone was there, and they all started to cheer for themselves.

   Duan Wensen was pulled into the middle of the sofa and sat down by them as soon as he came in. In this red light and wine, he also became interested.

The people next to    are chatting together, and the topics they talk about are nothing more than beautiful and **** women and expensive and cool sports cars.

   I don't know who said, "If it's good-looking, I can say that Jon is the best-looking one I've ever seen in my life."

   A sigh of air.

   Someone asked, "Are you talking about that sissy?"

"exactly."

   That person has been gone for more than a year, but the influence left behind has not dissipated.

As soon as the topic of    was opened, the conversation became more and more excessive and obscene.

   Duan Wensen suddenly heard the familiar and unfamiliar name, and he was stunned for a while. He changed his posture, lowered his eyelashes and listened carefully to the discussion of the people next to him.

   A face also appeared in his mind. Duan Wensen thought that he should not be able to remember it after so long, but he found that he remembered that person clearly.

   That person is gone, and the fun is less.

   Duan Wensen suddenly felt very irritable, he got up and walked out of the box, and found a quiet corridor to smoke.

   A few cigarette butts had been thrown under his feet, and Duan Wensen was half-hidden in the shadows. He exhaled the last of the smoke, and was about to go to the box to get the car keys and leave.

   Duan Wensen put one hand in his pocket, and his eyes were full of laziness.

   "Alright, alright, things will be done right away, I'll be back in a few days."

  The woman was on the phone, her tone was helpless and funny, comforting the person on the other end of the phone.

  It may be that the voice of the person on the other end of the phone is very low, the woman is on the speakerphone, the corridor is quiet, you can't hear it when you are far away, and you can hear it clearly when you are close.

   When Duan Wensen passed the woman, he heard the voice of the person who happened to be on the phone.

   Soft and sweet.

   Duan Wensen guessed who this person's voice was almost instantly, he stopped and turned his head sharply to look at the woman behind him.

  Qiao Ling soothed the clingy Wen Xien and breathed a sigh of relief. She put her mobile phone in her bag and looked up again to see that the road in front of her was blocked.

  Qiao Ling looked up suspiciously, and saw a handsome and almost evil-looking young man, his smile was extremely good-looking, very sunny without a trace of shadow.

   "Hello, I'm lost, do you know where the v206 box is?" The boy seemed very embarrassed, and there was little tiger teeth when he laughed.

   Qiao Ling was not familiar with this bar either, but she looked at the boy as if she was still a student, maybe she came to this kind of place out of curiosity.

   But seeing the young man's ignorance of the world, Qiao Ling was also not at ease, so he accompanied him to a waiter to ask the way.

Duan Wensen stopped Qiao Ling who wanted to leave. Although he was not very old, he was a lot taller than his peers, but because of the smile on his face, he looked very kind, "Thank you sister, otherwise I would not Know when to find it silly."

  Qiao Ling also had a good impression of this smiling and cheerful young man, "No thanks, you are still studying at this age."

   Duan Wensen touched the tip of his nose, smiled and said nothing.

  Qiao Ling sighed, "My younger brother is about the same age as you, so he should study hard at this age, and there will be time to play in the future."

   Looking at the young man in front of him who was about the same age as Wen Xien but with the opposite personality, Qiao Ling couldn't help but say a few more words.

   Duan Wensen's eyes darkened calmly, and he pretended to say casually, "Sister is right, I don't know what my sister's name is?"

  Qiao Ling didn't care that much, she said her name directly, "My name is Qiao Ling."

   The last name is Joe.

   Duan Wensen read it out carefully, with an inexplicable smell. He thought about it for a while and seemed to think of something, "Then do you have a younger brother named Jon?"

  Qiao Ling's eyes widened in surprise, "How do you know?"

This time Duan Wensen really laughed, "Jon and I are high school classmates. We had a good time in high school, but for some reason, she transferred schools later, I don't know where she is now, and she is doing fine. ?"

   Speaking of the latter, he couldn't control himself, became more and more excited, and his eyes were burning with unfathomable heat.

   Qiao Ling only thought that Duan Wensen and Wen Xien had a good relationship, so she would be like this, but at the same time she felt very strange, she didn't think that Wen Xien's character could make friends in school before.

   Moreover, this young man is wearing big-name haute couture, and his temperament is also very different. At first glance, his family background is unusual.

   Duan Wensen may have also noticed that he was too excited, so he smiled shyly, "I'm sorry, I'm a little too excited."

   Qiao Ling just found it strange and did not doubt this Duan Wensen. She truthfully said what she said and concluded that Wen Xien had a good life in m city.

   Duan Wensen didn't bother much, he already knew what he wanted to know, and naturally he had no interest in chatting with this woman any more.

   When Duan Wensen returned to the box again, the people next to him clearly felt that his mood had improved a lot, and he didn't have the listless and lazy look at the beginning.

   (end of this chapter)