Chapter 506: Turbulent Chalet (2)

The thin white fingers were tight, clutching the bed sheet under him.
Pulled out ambiguous folds.
Time passed by one minute and one second.
A round of bright moon was gradually swallowed, and the distant sky seemed to be filled with dark clouds, like an attacking ghost, with its teeth and claws.
The wind blew gently outside, but the sound seemed to be combined with the heavy gasp of the man in the cabin, making it blurry.
Wen Xian only felt as if he was trapped in that illusory cloud, and he could hardly breathe.
The heartbeat is extremely fast, the blue silk on the forehead is wet with sweat, and the hair is sticking to the cheeks. The whole person is full of degenerate and decadent beauty, like poppies, which is deeply addictive.
But you can't extricate yourself from it.
The sky gradually changed, and the gust of wind was beating the door violently, and the wind was whistling in her ears. The changes in the mountains and forest made her gradually frightened, afraid that the wind would tear herself and the cabin together.
But no matter how hard the sturdy wooden house is, no matter how strong the wind blows and the turbulence of the door panels slap, the wooden house can withstand everything abruptly.
Finally, when the cold wind passed and everything subsided, she also gradually withdrew from the fear of being torn apart.
I fell asleep drenched, my body was heavy, my fingers didn't have the strength to lift up.
However, she didn't know if she was dreaming, confused, and tired when she was about to sink into the sinking hometown, she seemed to hear his extremely dull voice, falling in her ears:
"Wen Xian, let's have a baby..."
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...
When Wen Xian suddenly woke up from his dream, it was already the next day.
But the sky was not completely bright, she opened the curtains slightly, and it was the early morning scene outside.
And his side was already empty.
Her hand fell on the place where he had slept before, and there seemed to be some residual warmth he had left behind, as well as the clear breath remaining on his body.
She stroked gently, and something seemed to flicker in the depths of her eyes.
Finally, after an unknown period of time, she inhaled a little sour nose and got up.
She begged God to protect her man's life, because he was not only for the individual, but for more lives.
...
Wen Xian didn't continue to sleep, even if it was early, she didn't have that thought at all at this moment.
Right now she found a book and came out to meditate. She was lying on the couch in the small attic, covered with a blanket, and there was a lamp on the small table next to her. She was slowly turning over pages by page.
As time passed bit by bit, everything around seemed to be calm, but without her knowing--
A small drone in the sky flew quickly from high in the sky, and after leaving her place, it seemed that something had happened, and gradually retreated.
Hovering in the sky above the cabin.
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It was dawn, and everyone seemed to be preparing for the meeting at noon.
But just as Li Tingze and others were going where, suddenly, a person under the surname Wu received a message and ran over quickly and said to him quickly:
"Angkor, Angkor, big event, big event is coming!"
After speaking, he said something in his ear quickly.
The surname Wu only thought there was something else at this critical point, but after hearing the words of his subordinates, his whole body suddenly froze