Chapter 932: On the eve of this evening, see this good man 8

She didn't want to indulge her unreasonable troubles every time. She herself was not at a loss. She had to take care of his feelings and carefully endure the discomfort of the body. Even so, she endured it. Who called it? She has no ability to keep the children between them, but can't he stop at this time? Why do I have to make trouble with her at this time, she really did not have the mood to marry him!
Out of the house, Yan Yue was waiting for her at the entrance of the house. The outside was cold, and Wen Zhizhi wanted to ask him to go in for a while, but he even waved his hand and knew that he and Ji Xubai did not deal with it. I didn't go in, just mentioning something to her directly: "Your brother's letter, just arrived at the military camp, I just want to go back and help you get it by the way."
Wen Zhizhi took the letter and probably did not expect to receive a letter from his younger brother at this time. The hand holding the letter was slightly tight, and he looked up and thanked him: "Hey, thank you for sending it so late. ......"
"On the way." Yan Yue saw her eyes slightly reddish, frowning: "What's wrong with you? Is it Ji Jubai and bullying you?"
Wen Zhi had a sigh of relief, shook his head and said: "No, but finally received a letter of clothing, the mood is a little excited."
Hey, what else to say, suddenly saw the person who came over after Wen Zhi’s body, and his face sank.
When Wen Zhizhi came to consciousness, he turned around and looked back. Ji Xubai pushed himself in a wheelchair without hesitation. He was in the door and looked at them flatly. When he saw Wen Zhi, he turned around and went. Lightly open the thin lips and say: "You continue."
Wen Zhizhi: "..."
She was silent for a moment, turned and looked at the sorrow, and suppressed the emotions and calmness: "I will return to the military camp tomorrow, and then I will talk about it."
Yan Yue didn't want to say anything in front of Ji Xubai, so he nodded and left.
After sending away the 岂越, Wen Zhi did not look at Ji Xubai, and turned back to the Yuyuan.
Returning to the temple, Wen Zhizhi also looked forward to the future and the letter of the younger brother. Someone followed, and the purpose was clear, and pushed in her direction.
Wen Zhizhi looked at him. When he wanted to open his mouth and said something, Ji Xubai stopped in front of her, pulled her hand, and took her down to him. She said in the future and said in the future. When she was, she held her back neck with the other hand, and with a low gasps, kissed her lips.
Not so hard, just kiss gently.
Such a kiss can be as if it is mixed with a painful breath, a lingering depression that cannot be relieved.
Wen Zhi did not move, let him kiss himself, until he finally let go of her, his face pressed against her face, his eyes were hot, and there was some dissatisfaction, staring at Wen Zhizhi The burning breath passed over her cheek.
Wen Zhi’s eyebrows couldn’t help but start, and Ji Xubai was very overbearing to turn her face to face him. Wen Zhizhi was glaring at him, and couldn’t bear it. He pushed him away: "What do you want? You speak!"
Ji Xubai stared at her, silent for a moment and calmly said: "I didn't think about it."
"Can that make me quiet?" Wen Zhi shouted at him.
Ji Xubai silently for a moment, nodded, and then pushed himself out of the wheelchair, and the head did not return.
Wen Zhi was standing in the same place, watching him leave, and his tears fell suddenly. She raised her hand and wiped her eyes.
I cried...