Chapter 5

Is this warm primary dyeing?

no Not Wen churan!

How could Wen churan say such words? How could she be inexplicably afraid!

Suddenly there was a noisy sound of footsteps outside the door. Wen churan listened carefully and immediately released Wen Zhixue.

She rode her hands on the snow and pulled her hair down.

"Smelly girl, dare you scratch my hair? I'll kill you now! Let me show you the consequences of offending me! "

Wen churan doesn't resist either, so she lets Wen Zhixue take crazy revenge and keeps shouting for help.

Looking at Wen churan's pain, Wen Zhixue smiled proudly.

"Now you know you're scared?! Wasn't it quite horizontal just now? Do you think you can beat me? Die, bitch! "

While cursing, Wen Zhixue raised his hand and kept greeting Wen churan's face.

Each stroke left a red handprint on the snow-white cheek.

Wen Zhixue is venting his anger, but the door is suddenly opened.

There was a sudden cry outside the door.

Wen Zhixue looked back and suddenly looked silly.

A group of ladies crowded outside the door, looking at her in horror and Wen churan, who was pressed on the ground by her.

Wen Chu's hair dyed silk was messy, his face was covered with scars, and tears glittered in the corners of his eyes.

Wen Zhixue was angry and fierce.

With one hand holding Wen's dyed hair, the other hand was still in mid air.

Such a situation is self-evident.

The group of ladies immediately rushed in and opened Wen Zhixue one after another, picked up Wen churan and asked about the situation.

Wen churan dropped his head and wept. He said in a hoarse voice, "I don't blame my sister. It's my fault... It's my own wrong words that make my sister angry..."

Her appearance of compromise and compromise is painful for anyone to see.

All the accusations hit Wen Zhixue alone.

Wen Zhixue stood aside, shocked.

It's obviously Wen churan. The smelly girl got it first. She turned upside down and pretended to be a victim!

"Smelly girl, you're still pretending!" Wen Zhixue trembled with anger and wanted to rush to teach her a lesson.

Jiang Lanyi gave a fierce reprimand and directly pulled Wen Zhixue away.

The noble women are still comforting Wen churan. Wen churan wipes away her tears and shakes her head and says it's okay.

"It's all right. I'll just stay in the room alone."

At her request, the group of ladies left the room one after another.

As soon as he left, Wen churan's weak look disappeared, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

She wiped her tears carelessly, moved her cheeks, and took a breath in pain.

Wen Zhixue is really heavy!

If I hadn't heard footsteps outside the door, how could I give Wen Zhixue a chance to bite back!

But as long as you can take revenge, this pain is nothing!

Wen churan couldn't help sneering. From today on, she won't let go of anyone who dares to provoke her!

Just then, there was a sudden sound of opening the door behind him.

As soon as Wen churan looked back, he saw that the door of the bathroom had been pushed open.

The tall and slender figure of the man came out from the inside, with steady steps and leisurely posture.

Dressed in a high-grade custom handmade suit, it looks like a noble and elegant king.

The eyes like the abyss of the cold pool turn a blind eye to everything.

In other words, a bad word is arrogant!

Looking at the sudden appearance of flourishing ink, Wen churan's head exploded.

He... Has been in the bathroom in the bedroom?!

Then he must have heard everything that happened in the bedroom just now!

When Wen Chu was confused about dyeing his hair, Sheng Shimo had come to her and glanced at her from a commanding position.

The mood in the eyes is incomprehensible.