Chapter 622 The guy in the way!

  The man's tall body threw himself in his arms, Wen Churan couldn't support it, he staggered backwards, and was finally pressed against the floor-to-ceiling windows.

  She pushed him hard twice, "Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing?"

  The man leaned his head on her shoulder and let her push, but he didn't move.

After a while, he said in a calm voice, "Having finally recovered my memory from thousands of years ago, I finally returned to Jinglan, and finally found Master. I just want to stay with Master for a while, and I don’t want to waste time. On things like sleeping."

  I don't know if it is an illusion, the man's tone is actually mixed with a trace of loneliness.

  Wen Chu Chan almost vomited a mouthful of old blood.

  Little wolf dog ah little wolf dog, typical clingy little wolf dog!

  NO! Where did she go to the third brother who was cold and serious like a robot!

   Just as Wen Churan was confused and at a loss, thinking whether he should push him gently or kick him rudely, a black shadow suddenly rushed in from the outside like a gust of wind.

  The black shadow grabbed Sheng Ziyuan's arm with one hand, forcibly pulled him away from Wen Churan's arms, twisted, and threw him on the sofa vigorously.

  Wen Churan looked intently, and was instantly dumbfounded.

  Sheng Zhixun? !

I saw the young man guarding himself behind him, shouting at the man who fell on the sofa, "Okay third brother, you want to try not to peek at your younger brothers and sisters! Now I have finally caught me? It's not worth my patience. I was sleepy and waited till now and I haven't slept!"

  Sheng Ziyuan slowly got up from the sofa, and came to the front of Sheng Zhixun. Before he could react, he suddenly pinched his neck and lifted him easily in the air.

   "Let it go...Let it go..." Sheng Zhixun's face turned red from suffocation. He couldn't even say a complete sentence, so he could only stare at his suspended legs indiscriminately.

  "The guy in the way!" Sheng Ziyuan gritted his teeth and angrily, his deep eyes surging, filled with a fierce murderous intent, and the strength in his hand has increased inch by inch.

  Wen Churan saw Sheng Zhixun’s face turn from red to purple, as if he might suffocate at any time, so he hurried forward and took Sheng Ziyuan’s arm "Three brothers! Let go, he is your brother!"

"Brother?" There was a bloodthirsty smile at the corner of the man's mouth, making people fearful like a devil. "He is Sheng Ziyuan's younger brother, not Jinglan's younger brother. If anyone dares to stand in my way, then the end... is death! "

  He shook his palm fiercely, and Wen Churan seemed to hear the sound of broken bones. In a hurry, she yelled, "If you dare to hurt him, I will never care about you again!"

  Sheng Ziyuan was taken aback, the strength in his hand was slightly weaker, it seems that this sentence has worked.

  Wen Churan hit the railroad while it was hot "You let go of him first, let's talk about it slowly, if you continue to be so cruel, I will only think you are terrible."

  Cruel? horrible?

   Sheng Ziyuan’s pupils shook slightly, presumably he was very concerned about what Wen Churan said.

  After a while, he let go, and Sheng Zhixun plopped and fell to the ground. He opened his mouth and breathed desperately. He couldn't get up for a long time.

  Sheng Ziyuan walked in front of Wen Churan, held her cheeks with both hands, and said like a child who has done something wrong, "Master, I’m not good tonight. I shouldn’t disturb your rest."

  Wen Churan immediately yawned twice, "Yeah, yeah, I am very sleepy now, or...you go back first? I really want to sleep now!"

  (End of this chapter)