Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Her voice trembled: "Brother."

He Nanxian hugged her, emotionally, a person like him who is introverted, rarely has such a moment of emotional breakdown.

"Soft!"

Wen didn't expect to see this scene when he ran over happily.

Wearing a mask, He Nanxian let go of Ruan Xihe and looked at Wen Ye.

If he can find this, it means he already knows everything.

The kid stole his little girl. If it weren't for him to be self-willed, he actually had a lot of thoughts that he shouldn't have.

Ruan Xihe was in a dilemma for a while.

Wen also approached step by step, he could perceive that the aura between the two seemed unusual, the man's intuition was very accurate, and he had a strong sense of crisis like never before.

Gu Zuo calmly walked to Ruan Xihe's side and embraced her shoulders: "Ruanruan, who is he?"

Ruan Xihe could feel Wen Ye's hand shaking, he was just restraining himself and trying to be as decent as possible.

There were almost no people on the playground at this time.

He Nanxian pulled down his mask.

Wen Ye's pupils shrank suddenly!

He never thought that it would be, it would be...

The next moment an overwhelming sense of panic was pressing on him. If it was someone else, he would not give in half a minute, but it was this one.

The word Xiaoyi was instantly suppressed, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Hello, why did you come to visit our school." Wen Ye's voice was shaking, his heart was hurting, but he still barely showed a smile to play stupid.

"She is my fiancee."

Who knows how painful He Nanxian's heart is? Obviously his identity is a matter of course, but at this moment, I am inexplicably a little unreasonable when I say it, and it always makes people feel that they are using power to force others.

However, she and she are obviously a couple, and the two people were in such a good relationship before. If there was no accident, they should be together now, and she will be his wife in the future.

For more than three months, he has never slept for a good night's sleep.

It was Ruan Xihe who opened his eyes and closed his eyes. Who can understand him?

"Hehe, enough fun, go home." He wasn't asking, it was an order.

Ruan Xihe heard the toughness in the words.

Wen Ye tightly grabbed her hand.

"You laughed, she is my girlfriend."

Wen Ye's greatest courage may have been used here.

"Ruan Xihe." He Nanxian called her calmly.

Wen was also taken aback.

Ruan Xihe was also taken aback, and she looked at He Nanxian in surprise.

"Ruan Xihe?"

Wen also suddenly remembered the unfinished sentence of Ruan Xi from sister Wen that time in the Shanghai stock market.

"Wen Ye, I'm sorry, I."

"Your identity is fake?"

"Yeah." She wanted to tell him, but she never had a chance.

She doesn’t want to hurt others. If possible, Ruan Xihe would rather break up with people in a peaceful manner. She used a false identity. It’s okay if she said it, but it’s someone else who exposes her identity. This is also for Wen. Very cruel.

The snow fell a little anxiously, one by one, it was spinning in the sky, and it was pressed down slowly.

She saw that Wen Ye's eyes were red, with tears in her eyes, and her brows were still not clear. She looked at herself like this, with a hoarse voice: "Are you going with him?"

When Ruan Xi and hesitated, Wen was also heartbroken.

His voice was trembling: "Sister, what is your identity, what is your name, I don't care, shall we go home?"

Tears fell from his eye sockets, very clear, very scorching, and fell to the ground, scalding the unformed hoarfrost.

Ruan Xihe feels a little distressed, but.

"Hehe, I miss you so much." The fragility in He Nanxian's voice is hidden, and the sadness and melancholy shuttle between the lines, revealing from his slightly squiggly eyes.

She paused, and her mind was in confusion. Had He Nanxian saved herself in the rainy night, she might not have been there anymore.

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