How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

  Chapter 776 Return of the Road, Lonely Flowers (61)

After doing    back and forth a few times, the pale Zhou Wenying finally moved a little. She moved a little, and then began to cough violently, coughing up all the water.

   Before Wen Xien could breathe a sigh of relief, she was thrown away by a force. She was unprepared for a moment and was pushed back.

   "Yingzi! Yingzi, are you alright?!"

   was Zhou's father's voice. He looked at Zhou Wenying's pale and weak face, all his clothes were wet, and when he saw the scene of Wen Xien kissing his daughter, he almost didn't think about it, and slapped it.

   As soon as Wen Xien raised his head, he was knocked down by this slap. The snow-white and delicate face instantly became red and swollen, and a **** smell came out of his mouth.

   "How dare you? How dare you!"

   Father Zhou seemed to be very angry. He rushed over and wanted to do it. Now Wen Xien is not an opponent of an adult man, she can only hide around in embarrassment.

   Zhou Wenying, who was a little sober, wanted to stop it, but Zhou's father, who was on the verge of anger, didn't pay attention at all.

   "...Dad, Daddy, it's not what you think..."

   She clearly knew that Wen Xien saved her, got up with difficulty, grabbed Zhou's father's hand, Zhou Wenying said in a hoarse voice, "She saved me..."

Of course Father Zhou didn't believe it. He glared at Wen Xien fiercely, and said through gritted teeth, "Save people? Is there anyone who saves people that much? This beast obviously wants to harm you!"

   Wen Xien wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, lowered his head and said calmly, "I've never touched her."

   Father Zhou didn't expect Wen Xien to dare to refute, he almost laughed angrily.

"Okay, okay, you still have the face to say, do you think I'm the only one watching and there's no evidence? Do you know how many eyes were watching when you ordered my daughter that day? You take it now, How dare you say you haven't touched it?!"

   Zhou Wenying was listening next to her, she was in shock, she was scared, she didn't know it would get to this point, only she knew how innocent Wen Xien was.

   She didn't even think that she had achieved this level, and Wen Xien would jump into the river regardless of his previous suspicions, risking his life to save her.

   These are all things she didn't expect.

   Just when Zhou Wenying was extremely flustered, Zhou's father pulled Wen Xien up and walked into the village.

   Zhou Wenying was shocked: "Father! What are you doing?"

   "I'm going to take her to the yamen, I'm going to sue her, how dare she say such a thing!"

   "No, no! Daddy, Daddy, go around her once..."

   Father Zhou looked at his daughter with hatred that iron could not become steel.

   "You are still begging for her now, have you forgotten what she did to you?"

   Where can Zhou Wenying forget? But this was not what Wen Xien did at all. She wanted to hold Zhou's father's hand, but Zhou's father was determined and didn't care about Zhou Wenying's pleas. The incident was seen by so many people, so Wen Xien was quickly arrested.

  The door was locked, the cobwebs were swarming, the rats could compete with people for food, the ground was full of black sludge, there was almost no clean place, only a simple straw bed in the corner, and bloodstains

   There is a person inside.

   A very young man.

   It is said that he raped a good girl and is a person without conscience.

The most annoying thing in the heart of the messenger who came to deliver the meal was such a sleazy person. Looking across the door, you could see the person huddled in the corner, with scattered hair like seaweed, a slightly thin body, plain clothes, and the words in their mouths. Haters are completely different.

   That white figure, like a precious and beautiful orchid, gradually withered in this dark and turbid cell.

  The cold and dirty cell is filled with gorgeous and bright colors because of her.

   The fingers protruding from the sleeves are like green onions.

  The officer made a little movement when he brought the rice in, as if he was trying to attract someone's attention.

  Wen Xien, who had been closing her eyes, slowly opened her eyes. She saw that the rice was not even rice, just two cold and hard steamed buns, and a bowl of water that was not really clean.

   does not have any appetite.

Wen Xien closed her eyes again. She has been locked up here for a day. Her clothes are still half dry, and the redness and swelling on her face have not disappeared. I almost lost my life.

   She wanted to be cold and hungry, dizzy, weak in her limbs, dark in her eyes, and without any strength.

   Maybe in less than three days, Wen Xien's life will be here without anyone's action.

   "You, eat something."

   The young officer outside made an unprecedented persuasion.

   Wen Xien was silent for a while, then stood up with difficulty, and the blurred figure became clearer and clearer.

   Across the iron railing, the officer finally saw the man's face.

   His face was pale and morbid, making the face that could fascinate everyone look like a magnolia flower that was about to wither, losing its color bleakly.

   But this does not hinder her beauty, and even has another taste.

   is ethereal, like the moonlight projected on the lake, clear and cold, and disappears when touched.

   Those eyes were calm like sea water, clear and deep.

  's delicate eyebrows and eyes are elegant and gentle, and now they seem to be covered with a layer of white mist, and the tenderness that has been crushed only adds a bit of sadness.

  How could someone with such a face be the **** they said? There is no possibility of this being done.

  The officer had never seen such a splendid color before. He looked at it for a moment, all the expressions disappeared, his lips were slightly open, and he couldn't say a word.

   When Wen Xien was holding the cold and hard steamed bun to eat, he stopped.

   "This is not delicious."

   Under Wen Xien's suspicious eyes, the officer blushed, and he asked cautiously, "Can you wait for me?"

   Wen Xien didn't know, although he didn't know what he meant, but seeing that the young officer had no malice, he nodded.

   After waiting for a while, the officer hurried over.

   He was holding a food box in his hand, and after opening it, a scent wafted out.

   Eat a bowl of porridge with lean meat, a plate of pickles, and hot steamed buns.

   It doesn't look like it was eaten by a prisoner like her.

   Wen Xien glanced at it and was a little confused.

  The officer put the vegetables through the iron bars and put them in the cell.

  Wen Xien was in disbelief: "Is this... for me?"

   Her stomach was throbbing with hunger. Although Wen Xien wanted to eat it, she was even more afraid of the poison in it.

   The officer lowered his head and dared not look into her eyes, and nodded his head vigorously, "What is given to you is yours."

   (end of this chapter)