I stick with the villain to extend my life

It's a bit embarrassing to be shy in the face of such a huge fortune.

She drove Gu Yangzhou out of Wen's villa and wandered around in the night...

He actually went to Xishan Cemetery by himself.

After leaving the mourning hall, it seemed that Wen Xiling had been dead for a long time.

Looking at his tombstone shyly, he was inexplicably annoyed with himself.

After all, he is her nominal husband, her first generation Charger, the one who left her a large inheritance...

Shy but rarely miss him.

Inexplicably, it felt like he had never left and was always by her side.

This was the first time that Yan Yan came to visit his grave, and he was only accompanied by the bodyguard Killing who looked very attractive with tattoos on his face.

The little girl knelt down in front of his tombstone. Her mind was flooded with all the kindness he had done to her during his lifetime. He still died to protect her, so he was so shy...

Uh...

Cry failure, try again!

She lowered her eyes shyly and slowly got into the mood, from the first meeting, when the toes touched, to later, her flexible eyebrows...

"Pfft..."

Kind of like laughing.

She looked around shyly, it was great, there was no one else in the middle of the night, otherwise she would go to her dead husband's grave to hold back her laughter, fearing that she would be killed by the crowd.

Killing stood behind Xian with a frosty look on his face, watching the little girl being annoyed and snickering for a while. He stood silently, enjoying the alone time very much.

He regretted it.

At first, I was reluctant to die, mostly because I was afraid of being embarrassed and sad. Now that I have really died, I am living an even more prosperous life.

I didn't even call out his name when I dreamed about it at midnight!

Instead, he was used to the sweet-smelling and soft little girl in his arms, and he couldn't sleep every night!

Wen Xiling's fingers secretly picked up a strand of long hair and wrapped it around the fingertips. The black hair was intertwined on the white finger bones, which was particularly affectionate.

In the quiet atmosphere, the air of ambiguity slowly rippled away. Wen Xiling narrowed his eyes. His naturally bad and vulgar nature even gave him an impulse:

Press her on the cold tombstone, kiss the little girl again until she loses consciousness, kisses her until she becomes flustered, kisses her until her hands and feet become weak, her waist becomes sore, and kisses her until her eyes are filled with tears...

His thoughts went very far, but suddenly stopped.

He saw the little girl pinching his thigh.

The thin, white legs were so red and swollen that they were almost broken. The next second,

"Wow~(>_<)~" Xian Yan finally cried out.

She opened her cherry mouth and howled loudly, while she could also ventriloquism,

"Wen Xili, woo woo woo, my husband! I'm so greedy!!!"

Crying shyly and wailing at the same time, the cry was so heartbreaking that he threw himself on the tombstone, his delicate shoulder blades trembling slightly, which was extremely pitiful.

"Han, Miss Xian." Maybe it was because the little girl was crying too sadly, or maybe it was because the marks on her legs were so pitiful, Wen Xiling couldn't help but move her face, and held back Mian who was crying bitterly.

The little girl's face was full of tears, her bright white face, the tip of her nose was red, and her eye sockets were as red as bloodshot.

"Stop crying," Wen Xiling suddenly felt that his words were very pale. Seeing her crying like this, he was so flustered that he hurriedly wiped her tears.

"do not Cry."

It took a lot of effort to squeeze out my tears, so how could I take them back so easily?

She grinned, sat in front of the tombstone, and cried all her life.

"Xian Xian, I," Wen Xiling didn't want to tell Xian Xian the truth so early, but she was in a hurry.

"I'm not dead."

"Who cares whether you are shit or not? My husband is shit!" He cried shyly and fell in front of the tombstone.

"Can you understand? My husband is shit!"

Wen Xiling picked up the little girl from the cold ground and coaxed her carefully.

"It's okay, be good, stop crying..."

Unexpectedly, his actions angered Yan Xian even more. There was a lot of trouble in front of the widow's door!How could a shy and well-known widow in the North City be picked up by one of his bodyguards?

Xianyang has been taking care of Gu Yangzhou recently. He was holding him around the waist, kicking and beating him with his hands and feet.

It's not polite to be shy. She started to slap him one after another. He couldn't fight back and let her hit him one after another.

Not a few times...

I was shy and stopped beating him.

I was too embarrassed to cry.

There is no way, there is a power leakage!

This bodyguard seems to be no ordinary person. Currently, the only person who has been beaten by her and caused her to lose power is Wen Xiling!

I didn't dare to hit it, and I shyly weighed my battery, fearing that it would completely lose power in a few minutes.

But it’s not okay to let him hold her like this!

Although it felt quite comfortable to be held, it was in front of her dead husband!

Shy and cold ventriloquism, "Come here!"

Wen Xiling didn't want to, but the little girl looked like she could not be killed, so he honestly put his shame on the ground.

The stiffness came so quickly, like a tornado. As soon as I sat down on the ground, I was completely stiff.

Mian was lying on the ground like a dead body. Wen Xiling squatted in front of her, let out a long sigh, and planned to take her home.

"do not want!"

She ventriloquised shyly.

Her mouth cannot speak, but the organs in her belly can still move, and she can still speak.

Wen Xiling was startled by her ventriloquism, and realized that she was stiff, so he wanted to pick her up again.

"How dare you! If you, if you dare to touch me, I will commit suicide!!!!"

The shy ventriloquism was forced to become much clearer.

Wen Xiling held his forehead, thinking this would not work, and that would not work either. Faking death was the worst decision he had ever made!

She felt shy that he didn't hug her, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lying shyly and quietly, Wen Xiling looked at the little girl's reserved look, a smile flashed at the corner of her mouth, and she lay beside her with her arms as pillow.

She knew shyly that he hadn't left, and it would be awkward for the two of them to be in the cemetery. She took the lead in ventriloquising,

"The person lying here is my husband."

Wen Xiling lightly "tsk", why doesn't it count?

"You must love him very much, right?" Wen Xiling asked casually, his heart clenching unknowingly.

"Yeah." The shy reply was extremely firm.

Wen Xiling's eyebrows stretched a little, and her body was particularly relaxed lying under the moonlight.

"He cared about me, loved me, and met all my perverted requests. He used his life to avenge me and left me countless wealth. He is the most important person in my life!"

The corner of Wen Xiling's lips curled up into a smile, and he said shyly,

"Of course the most important thing is because he is my best friend -"

The shy words haven't been finished yet.

Suddenly, a confused voice sounded, "What are you doing here?"

A woman came over holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums.

"What are you doing lying here?"

He said shyly, "I'm here to visit my husband's grave."

The woman holding the flowers glanced at the tombstone...

"What is your husband???? Did you see it clearly in the dark? This is my father's tombstone!!!!"

I was stunned for a moment, crying at the wrong grave? ? ?

The next second, he was hugged by Wen Xiling, and with a "whoosh...", he completely disappeared.