The villain of Kuaishou is a bug

Chapter 32
Sui Ling looked at his running back, drooping her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Wen Jingce was a little dissatisfied, and pulled the corner of La Suiling's clothes, his phoenix eyes shone with grievance.

"Give it to you."

Sui Ling was amused by Wen Jingce's expression, raised her hand to stroke his hair, and handed the silver willow to the man.

Wen Jingce didn't answer, took Sui Ling's hand, interlocked his fingers, and said in a domineering tone, "I want you."

"Yeah." Sui Ling hooked her lips and smiled.

Stepping on the thick layer of snow, Sui Ling pushed Wen Jingce to walk in the bustling temple fair.

Suddenly, Wen Jingce's eyes fell on a small stall. A man was standing in front of the stall, picking up a beautiful beaded hairpin vigorously and whitely.

The bead hairpin is full of white jade, carved into a lifelike feather phoenix, and a white magnolia is inlaid on the thin hairpin, which is made of a delicate, round suet jade.

But the stamens are different from the light and light yellow in reality. Instead, they are ingenious and decorated with a piece of bright red crystal blood jade, which breaks the overall coldness and elegance and adds a touch of evil.

"how much is it?"

Wen Jingce looked at it carefully for a while, then raised his eyes to look at the vendor, the sound quality was clear and excellent.

Sui Ling has lived for thousands of years, and has seen countless gold and silver treasures, and can tell at a glance that the one in Wen Jingce's hand is real.

She glanced at the items on the stall.

There are only here and there a few fakes, most of which are genuine.

Not afraid of being stolen.

Sui Ling looked at the vendor and raised her eyebrows.

The vendor was an old man. He didn't seem to have slept well, so he yawned and said casually, "60."

The rest of the stall owners seemed to be familiar with his offer, and they had already expected Wen Jingce to turn around and leave.

"it is good."

The vendor didn't seem to plan to buy it from the beginning, and was a little surprised to hear that Wen Jingce agreed.

Finally willing to lift the half-closed eyelids due to fatigue, his rather sophisticated eyes turned on Wen Jingce.

He looked at Sui Ling with interest, and finally laughed.

"Yuanzai, Yuanzai hahahaha! Zhuchai sent you off, the old man is happy today, no money will be charged."

Before Wen Jingce could react, the old man rolled up the cloth on the table and stuffed the hairpin into the big bag.

He picked up the table and hurried away, as if he was afraid that Wen Jingce would give him money.

[He is not from this world. ]
1087 spoke suddenly, with a serious tone.

No, it's not, and I don't care much about it, as long as it doesn't hinder the operation of the plane.

1087: […] That's exactly what I said.

Although 1087 didn't speak anymore, there was still a trace of solemnity in his body, and he was going to report this matter to 007.

Sui Ling was not affected by 1087's words, so she bent down to make it easier for the man to move.

Wen Jingce reached out and put the hairpin into the girl's hair, smiling dotingly.

Sui Ling and Wen Jingce came to the temple, but there were no people in the temple, most of the people were visiting the temple fair.

There are roughly three-meter-high Buddha statues standing among them, and many sacrifices are placed in front of them.

When Sui Ling saw the Buddha statue, she just nodded slightly, her gestures were polite but not pious.

She doesn't believe it.

Praying to God and praying to Buddha could not save her.

She is a god herself.

Wen Jingce had difficulty moving, so he clasped his hands together as a prayer.

"Do you believe this?"

Sui Ling looked at Wen Jingce's movements, and the corner of her mouth curled slightly.

Believe him rather than me.

Wen Jingce smiled but said nothing, and kissed the girl's fingertips.

He didn't believe it.

But he is willing to do it for Sui Lingxin.

May the Buddha protect his girl's life in a safe and smooth life, and the eternity will be like a brocade and a flower.

Noon
Wen Jingce took Sui Ling to eat.

He was sitting opposite Sui Ling, the girl had a cake in her mouth, her cheeks were slightly puffed up, her brows and eyes were still cold and distant, but she looked a little cute at this moment.

Sui Ling has always treated sweets without rejecting them.

Wen Jingce laughed and handed the water to Suiling.

"Eat slowly, be careful if you choke, you will have to eat later."

Sui Ling glanced at Wen Jingce coldly.

What do you say?The boss won't choke when he eats.

"Okay, I won't talk anymore, it's fine." Wen Jingce couldn't resist Suiling, and didn't try to persuade her to eat less, but he still didn't stop pouring water for Suiling.

The pastry is a bit greasy, drinking some water will make you feel better.

The man's eyes were focused on Sui Ling, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said like a memory: "My mother brought me here once.

Someone inside said that there is a noble person in my life.

I didn't believe it at first.

until i met you. "

Sui Ling's eyes were light, and when she heard the man's words, she accepted the title as a matter of course.

When he hits the nobleman?
not bad.

"I will be your noble person for the rest of your life."

Sui Ling raised her eyes and said lightly, very solemnly.

Wen Jingce smiled even brighter, the corners of his mouth were deeply curved, and his eyes could not hide the joy in his heart, "I am very lucky."

The winter in Jiangcheng is very cold.

Especially after it snows.

Wen Jingce did not choose to play for a long time.

After he and Sui Ling wandered the whole street aimlessly at the temple fair, they planned to go home.

When sitting in the car, Wen Jingce was a little dumbfounded.

"Eat so much sugar, I'm not afraid of toothache."

Wen Jingce held the sugar figurines and pastries in his hands, and bent his lips helplessly.

He did find out that Sui Ling is addicted to sweets.

She is not interested in everything, whether it is jewelry or decorations, but has a special love for sweets.

Sui Ling sat in the corner with downcast eyes, holding a cup of milk tea in her hand and a bunch of candied haws in her right hand, eating without any psychological burden.

She only eats the layer of sugar on the outside of the candied haws, so she doesn't worry that the hawthorn will disturb the taste of the milk tea.

Hearing Wen Jingce's words, Sui Ling took a sip of milk tea, her voice was flat: "It hurts because I hurt."

From Wen Jingce's perspective, he could see the tip of the girl's tongue flickering as she licked the candied haws. It was tender and soft, and her bright red lips were steamed from the milk tea.

Wen Jingce's eyes darkened, like a dark night, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, sexy and provocative, his fiery eyes were covered by long eyelashes.

He put the pastry by his side, took a bite of the sugar man, and the sweet and greasy taste filled his mouth instantly.

He stretched out his hand to press Sui Ling's delicate white nape, and stamped on the thin and pale lips.

The rich gardenia fragrance mixed with the sweetness of sugar spreads in the mouth, and the breath is lingering.

"Close your eyes."

Wen Jingce looked at Sui Ling's cold eyes, his ears were blushing, and his voice was hoarse and gentle, with a hint of ambiguous charm.

Sui Ling is still indifferent, but if you look closely, you can see a little lust intertwined in those pale eyes.

Her eyelashes drooped slightly, and she closed her eyes.

The kiss was long and thin, disturbing the smooth breathing of the two of them.

Sui Ling felt her body was a little soft, so she just lay down on the man's lap and half closed her eyes.

Wen Jingce's smile is full of shame, his eyes are twinkling, and his appearance is clean and noble like a spring breeze.

Gently caressing the girl's hair with fingers, the tentacles are very soft.

But not as soft as her skin.

*
Today is the last day of the old year.

Wen Jingce cooked a very sumptuous dinner.

Wang Wu wanted to have dinner, but was forced to retreat by Wen Jingce's gloomy and cold eyes.

Without any choice.

Wang Wu can only return to the big villa that Wang Yi bought.

In front of them are tall rough men.

Wang Wu glanced at a large pile of sharp axes standing in the corner.

Thank you, I haven't seen it for a long time, and my heart has been shadowed.

Seeing Wang Wu slumped back, Wang Yi sneered mercilessly.

"You still want to blend into the two-person world of Mr. Wen and Miss Ling?
Let's not say whether Miss Ling agrees or not.

I guess Mr. Wen must be the first to kick you out, right? "

Wang Wu: "..."

Wang Wu raised his hand and took a sip of the wine, looking very angry, "Drink."

Apparently keeping his mouth shut, Wang Yi smiled and raised his wine glass while sitting in the main seat.

After Sui Ling finished her meal, she leaned into the man's arms while the TV was counting down.

"ten"

"Nine"

"..."

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"Happy New Year!"

Wen Jingce also lowered his eyes and kissed the girl's forehead.

"Happy New Year, my Lingling."

Sui Ling ignored his address, her eyes fell outside the window, and the fireworks continued to bloom in the dark night, brilliantly.

It seems to be snowing, and white is faintly falling in the sky.

But still can't stop, the brilliant fireworks spinning and jumping among the clouds.

Sui Ling heard her own voice.

"Happy Chinese New Year, Wen Jingce."

That was the first year with warmth in the time she could remember...

(End of this chapter)