Su Xian turned around and sneered: "Is your idiot son worthy of using her bones?
Idiots talk about dreams.
If you let me hear your unrealistic fantasies again, you Wen family will no longer need to exist in this world."
Wen Sheng was so stunned that he vomited out a mouthful of blood.
He looked at Su Xian with fear and confusion: "You, don't you want her to die?
Since I want her to die, what can I do if I give her her bones?"
Su Xian stood up unhurriedly and stepped heavily on Wen Sheng's head with his dark leather shoes:
"One last word to you, don't dream of things that don't belong to you.
Even if she dies, she must die cleanly instead of leaving things on a useless person.
That's an insult to her." It's also an insult to me.
Su Xian silently completed this sentence in his mind.
"Of course, if you want to die and want your son to die, you can try it.
Don't think that because your son is the son of heaven, no one can do anything to him.
Bai Cha, Wen Yan and even that boy named Bai Lin, if they wanted to, even if Tiandao himself came to the rescue, they wouldn't be able to defeat them.
As for me……
As long as I think about it, your son may die at any time, do you understand?"
Wen Sheng's body couldn't stop trembling. He had never thought that Su Xian, who usually seemed gentle and harmless, could be such a crazy critic.
He nodded firmly: "I understand, I understand."
"If you understand, just do it quickly..."
Wen Sheng felt the leather shoes on his head move away.
Su Xian snorted, put his hands in his pockets, and left Wen's house in a leisurely manner.
Wen Sheng turned around and looked at the retreating figure.
I just feel like my whole body is getting hairy if I look at that back again.
What kind of being did the Wen family save?
He relieved his strength and looked at the wooden ceiling above his head with a bitter smile...
On the other side, Bai Cha's right eyelid twitched inadvertently.
Bai Cha didn't take it to heart. In less than two seconds, her eyelids twitched twice more.
He raised his hand to press his right eyelid which was beating wildly.
But deep down in my heart I pay some attention to it.
After all, the last time her right eyelid kept twitching, she met Bai Lin.
This time, who will it be?
Bai Cha thought of Su Xian's meaningful eyes, and his eyelids suddenly jumped again.
That's a dangerous man...
Just as she was thinking about it, Tian Dazhuang's voice suddenly interrupted her thoughts.
"Miss Bai, we are here.
Hey, I'm off work first, take good care of Mr. Wen."
After saying that, he quickly unbuckled his seat belt and disappeared without a trace.
The whole process was so fast that Bai Cha didn't even react.
Rubbing his eyebrows, Bai Cha couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
What kind of talents are there around Wen Yan?
Wen Yan didn't know what Bai Cha was feeling.
His head was close to Bai Cha's shoulder, and every breath he took was filled with the faint fragrance of white tea.
This aroma is not easy to detect from a distance. You can only smell it when you lean against the white tea.
When he was seven years old, he thought that this fragrance and warmth would never leave him.
But he was wrong.
This fragrance left him for twenty years.
Hearing the tangy fragrance again, Wen Yan just wanted to lean on the white tea quietly like this until the end of the world and the seas wither and the rocks rot.
Bai Cha looked confused for a moment as he looked at the man who was pretending to sleep on his shoulder.
You obviously told me to keep distance from you a few hours ago, but why are you so close to me now?
Are the men in this plane elite?
its not right.
When he was seven years old, little Wen Yan obviously looked normal and there was nothing wrong with him.
How is this going?
It couldn't be that he fell off his horse, right?
But neither does the system...
[System prompt: Due to the collapse of the character, the energy is -1000]
The smile on Bai Cha's lips froze.
So, as long as you don’t remind yourself, your energy won’t be deducted, right?!
After complaining hard in his heart, Bai Cha turned to look at Wen Yan, who was still pretending to sleep, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.
She coughed lightly and poked Wen Yan's smooth muscled arm with her index finger: "Mr. Wen, we are home."
Wen Yan still couldn't bear to open his eyes.
Because as soon as he opened his eyes, he knew that he would soon return to the appearance of not recognizing white tea.
He can't get close to Bai Cha.
Not to mention having such close contact with white tea.
But thinking of his arm that was already resting on it, he could only slowly get up from Bai Cha and pretend to have just woken up.
He pinched his eyebrows and looked at Bai Cha, whose scales had not yet dispersed at the end of his eyes, with a hint of distress in his eyes:
"Sorry, I fell asleep.
I've been sleeping with you like this all this time, your arms must be numb, right?"
As he spoke, he mobilized his spiritual power and quickly helped Bai Cha recover from his numb arm.
Bai Cha felt that his arms, which had turned into snowflakes, gradually regained consciousness, and then thought of the energy that had been deducted from him, and smiled even though he was not smiling:
"It's okay, just add more money."
Wen Yan couldn't help but chuckle, his novice still loves money so much:
"Then... one thousand yuan for a pillow?"
Bai Cha was about to agree, but when he thought about the uncomfortable feeling of numbness in his arms, he hesitated slightly in his heart.
Wen Yan saw Bai Cha's hesitation in his eyes.
Suddenly he thought of a good way to get close to white tea.
He pretended to be distressed and said:
"Twenty years ago, I have been haunted by a nightmare.
I can't escape that dream no matter what.
As soon as I close my eyes, the only thing left in my world is that nightmare.
But I just leaned next to you.
I finally experienced what sleep is like.
Bai Cha, can you do me a favor?"
He said extremely solemnly.
Bai Cha felt that the other party did not need to continue talking, as she could guess what was coming next.
She looked at the man and blinked, her heart full of expectation.
"I want you to sleep with me.
Of course, don't think wrongly, I won't touch you.
Just sleeping on the same bed, covered with quilts and just chatting."
After all, Bai Cha didn't agree, so he didn't dare to say goodbye.
As he spoke, he took out a black card from his coat pocket and handed it to Bai Cha.
When he saw Bai Lin doing this, he felt extremely envious.
Now that he could finally hand over his property to Bai Cha, he felt extremely proud.
"This is the reward."
Bai Cha looked at the black card handed over by Wen Yan, thought of the energy that had been deducted from him, and drew the black card:
"You are such a generous boss."
Being praised by Bai Cha, Wen Yan's ears instantly turned red. He coughed, his heart beating wildly, and he boldly made a request:
"Then, you will sleep with me.
I sleep very conscientiously and won't touch you casually. You can rest assured about this.
The life assistant's work is not busy either. He helps me prepare clothes for work in the morning, and then tells me the day's itinerary before going out.
Of course, if you are willing, you can fill me up with water or coffee when you go to work.
If you have anything you want to do during the rest of the time, just let me know in advance.
You don't need to be responsible for breakfast or housework, I'll just take care of it."