The Evil God's Runaway Wife: The Stunning Destiny Master

Chapter 447 Is it worth it? 3
Wen Lun was still unwilling to believe that this Nanxuan was the Fu Shixuan he knew well.

Feng Qianlei lowered his head and sighed, "What a fool!"

He had already been ruled out at the beginning, but he came in in such an offensive way. Did he think that this way could touch Fu Shixuan's heart?
Wen Lun was unwilling to admit that he was the mastermind who planned this competition, but Feng Qianlei never wanted to admit that Fu Shixuan liked Wen Lun, he didn't want to believe it, so it seemed that Wen Lun just wanted to use this The wrong way to touch Xuan'er's heart.

Damn it, Xuan'er was so moved by this behavior!
Although Xuan'er didn't reveal it, Feng Qianlei had guessed her heart.

Fortunately, he and Xinxin are by his side at this time, so sorry, they can only reduce the effect of his action to zero.

Feng Qianlei didn't know at all that the change in the middle had made Fu Shixuan not feel much about Wen Lun's actions. At this time, what she needed was only a white-rank emperor.

But Fengqianlei seemed to have a lot of nonsense, he said: "If she can even sacrifice herself, what do you care about? Do you really think she likes you?"

These words were tinged with sourness, he would never forget the news that Xuan'er rushed to the secret realm regardless of Wen Lun.

Wen Lun still didn't move at all, as if he had fallen asleep.

Feng Qian said with tears: "I don't care about you, she asked me to call you, whether you go to see her or not is up to you."

Wen Lun moved, but still didn't make any big moves.

Feng Qianlei stood up completely, and said: "I don't know if she came to see you in person, what will happen to her?"

Feng Qianlei walked back, but Wen Lun, who was still dead for a second, stood up, "What do you want me for?"

The eyes couldn't see, but maybe he was trying to see, so his head was always on one side.

Fengqianlei swept away the kindness in front of him, and said coldly: "Don't be too happy." After finishing speaking, he had already pressed Wen Lun against the wall, and put his elbow on his neck, "You should know , Nanxuan is Fu Shixuan, but Fu Shixuan is not Nanxuan, you have to remember clearly, Nanxuan is far from the Fu Shixuan in your mind, so please restrain yourself."

As soon as the tears loosened before the wind, Wen Lun immediately coughed a few times. After calming down, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, your Nanxuan is definitely not the Xuaner in my heart."

"Shut up!" Feng Qianlei yelled irritably, hearing Xuan'er's harsh words from his mouth, he wanted him to hit him hard, and he couldn't understand him very early on.

Later, Wen Lun, after tidying up, the days of running away have already stained the face of this once gentle man, and the old elegance has also exuded melancholy in the days of decadence. Losing the brilliance of his eyes is like the sun losing its sunshine. , Cloudy days seem to be brewing.

Fengqianlei gave Wen Lun good medicine, wrapped it with white gauze, and licked it thicker for the eyes that were already shady. He obviously told himself that the medicine was useless, and he knew that these eyes could no longer see, but he Still deceiving myself to apply medicine.

When he came to the door, he heard a knock on the door. He tried his best to listen to the sound inside, trying to hear the comfort inside, but such steady footsteps were completely different from the brisk footsteps that rushed over to interrupt his meditation at any time in the past. Footsteps, this is not his Xuan'er.

His heart was intertwined, he had no idea that he was walking into a secret place.

The door opened, and a pair of cold and soft hands took his hand, "Follow me."

(End of this chapter)