Crossing Worlds Provocation

He opened WeChat and looked at the chat dialog with her.

He had no interest in WeChat at all, and he didn't bother to do anything.

But the background of the chat dialog with her had already taught him to change to her picture.

She was in the sea of ​​Gesang flowers, looking back and smiling at him.

He just looked at that, kept watching, for a long time, it seemed that it was hard to look away.

Stroking her cheek in the photo, as if still feeling her body temperature.

But all these are just assumptions.

And at this moment.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he had found something.

At that moment, breathing stopped again.

Wen Xian-Changed WeChat name.

She no longer called, Shang Luxiao.

It is called Wen Xian.

Same as him, his name is Lu Xiao, and her name is Wen Xian.

It seems that there are two people who have no entanglement at all, and there is nothing to be involved in that name anymore.

The man froze for a while, deep in his heart, as if he was sensitively aware of something, his fingertips trembled lightly, and he clicked on her head.

Entered her circle of friends.

Sure enough, she hadn't posted anything for so long, and just five minutes ago, she released a new circle of friends.

The picture is a profile photo of her.

Fendai did not apply, her face was facing the sky, but still so beautiful, she closed her eyes, raised her chin slightly, and the afternoon sun hit her.

She smiled.

Pure and beautiful.

But when he saw it, he knew that she was still extremely weak and lacking in blood energy.

And the content posted is:

[There are tens of thousands of men in the world. ]

These words reflected in his pupils: "..."

The people holding the phone were clenched.

She seemed to be able to afford it and put it down.

Simply neat.

Never get entangled.

Kill two kills.

He also broke the string that had been tight in his head.

...

At very late in the evening, the sky in the distance was a red orange, and golden afterglows filled the sky and the earth.

The sunset and the lonely bird flew together, and the autumn water was the same.

Wen Xian's complexion improved. Although he had a serious illness, he couldn't always hold back in the room.

Cheng Dongyuan was waiting for her when she came out wrapped in a warm woolen coat.

He smiled at her slightly, and walked beside her.

When the two of them left the hotel, someone from the crew saw them and couldn't help whispering in private and quickly left.

Wen Xian didn't even see it, and instead looked at the scenery on the horizon.

The two didn't go far, they just circled around the base, after all, she still didn't dare to go far.

Well, the main reason is that someone else recognized her at this time and might beat her.

Because this is the base of the crew, there will be some old Tibetans selling local snacks and hand-knitted hats and scarves on the road.

Wen Xian passed by after smelling the scent.

There are still a few cars parked along the road.

I don't know who stopped there.

Cheng Dongyuan glanced, suddenly grabbed her wrist, then came to her, and pulled the collar of her clothes higher.

Covered her small half face for fear of being photographed.

A gentleman and steady man, he looked after her in this way.

And this scene was clearly seen by a person in a black car.

That car is a few years old, like a spare car that doesn't drive much.

They are only a few meters away from the people in the car.

The light in the car was very dark, and half of his face was hidden in the shadow of the light——