The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 1088: Absurd
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As soon as these words came out, even Kong Wenmin fell silent.
That night Jiang Jinwan led his men to sneak into the Nanshan Villa and tortured and killed several elderly people in front of Xiao An. Grandma Chen died on the spot, Mr. Ding had three broken ribs, and Mr. Gu lost a right arm. With such serious injuries, let alone the elderly, even the young and strong men need to cultivate for at least a year and a half. They are away from home and cannot return to Ninggu Pagoda. They usually don't want to mention it, but in their hearts Is there anyone who is not worried about it? Chen Qingxuan only mentioned this in front of Kong Wenmin, and never said it in front of others.
Kong Wenmin didn't say anything. He immediately stood up and sat next to Chen Qingxuan, and said softly: "Don't worry, it will be fine. Mr. Fang will take good care of him. Mr. Gu and Mr. Ding will definitely be able to take a good rest..."
Kong Wenmin still wanted to say something, but looking at Chen Qingxuan's lowered eyebrows, he stopped talking. Naturally, Ding Yunwen and Gu Changlin could still recuperate, but Grandma Chen would never wake up.
Chen Qingxuan's eyes were moist again, and he didn't know whether it was due to the heat or something else. He was so busy that he wiped his face carelessly. Just as he was about to talk about something light to lighten the atmosphere, he was pulled in by someone. As he was about to struggle, someone held the back of his head again, and then he was pressed firmly against his shoulders.
"Lean for a while." Kong Wenmin patted Chen Qingxuan's shoulder gently, his voice was soft, but it seemed to be bewitching. Chen Qingxuan stopped struggling and just leaned on Kong Wenmin's shoulder. On the table, neither of them spoke anymore. Chen Qingxuan looked down at the two steaming cups of tea on the table, while Kong Wenmin looked at Chen Qingxuan without blinking.
His eyes slid over Chen Qingxuan's long black hair and lowered eyebrows, and finally fell on the white and slender hand. The hand was as thin and slender as its owner, very slender, but it did not appear weak. , with distinct joints, and several fingertips with light yellow calluses. From this glance, you can tell that it is a hand that has been holding pens for many years, and you can also tell at a glance that it is a man's hand.
Yes, this is obviously a man's hand, so what's so good about it? But Kong Wenmin just stared at it for so long. He knew it was a man's hand, but he still wanted to reach out and hold it, and wanted to intertwine the fingers of that hand. Kong Wenmin felt that he must be crazy, yes, If he wasn't crazy, how could he have such a ridiculous idea?
But that’s what he thought and did.
Kong Wu's hand has always been strong. For the first time, it timidly moved forward, inch by inch, inch by inch, towards the fair and thin hand. As the two hands got closer and closer, Kong Wenmin His breathing became more and more rapid, and he felt that he was extremely worthless, even more embarrassing than the young boy who met his sweetheart for the first time, but he loved this kind of worthlessness so much that his whole heart wanted to jump out of his chest. The feeling...
There are still three or two inches to go before we meet.
"Bang bang bang!"
Suddenly, there was a harsh knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Chen Qingxuan sat up straight and looked out the window with a frown.
"Oh...I'll go take a look." Kong Wenmin suddenly took back his hand on the table, stood up in a panic, and then walked out without looking back.
Chen Qingxuan looked at Kong Wenmin's strong and strong back through the window. He was a little confused, a little at a loss, and a little irritable. In the end, he breathed a long sigh of relief. He watched Kong Wenmin open the door and was about to Turning around, he glanced at the young man standing at the door, and his face darkened involuntarily.