Chapter 268 The two-faced wild rose that the military commander wants to provoke (19)

What would Wen Yansheng say?

Looking forward to seeing her expression when he gets home.

"Well, good." She handed him the marriage certificate that had been torn in half, "It's over now. I wish you and that lady a speedy marriage."

Wen Shuqi took it but thought of one thing. Did she carry the marriage certificate with her when she went out yesterday? Was it to take care of herself or... He felt ups and downs in his heart.

Lin Muqing had been through so many worlds and was very good at recognizing people. He knew what she was thinking with just one look and said softly, "Don't think too much. It's just something in the clothes that just happened to fit you."

Wen Shuqi's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled helplessly, "You are really different. Have you had breakfast?"

"I ate on the train. I'm going back to my room to rest."

"Do I need to call you for lunch?"

"I'll come down by myself at noon, thank you."

She had a good grasp of the distance between them, or perhaps she had never been close to him in the first place. As she said, it was only because of her father's will, and it was fine that way.

Wen Shuqi no longer felt any burden in his heart and watched her return to the small villa.

The housekeeper was watching from the side. Does this mean the engagement is cancelled?

I have to tell the Marshal quickly, and the housekeeper will wait until Wen Shuqi goes upstairs before calling.

"Hey, Marshal, when will you be back?"

On the other end of the phone, Wen Yansheng was not in a hurry at this time: "It may take a few days."

"Ms. Lin and Master Wen have both broken off their engagement. Aren't you coming back to stop it?"

"No need to stop her. That's not right! She went back?" Wen Yansheng got the housekeeper's confirmation, hung up the phone and went downstairs in two or three steps, secretly cursing the heartless boy.

He secretly left him behind and ran back alone.

Wen Yansheng swung his cloak and walked with great speed.

But he still couldn't bear to get angry.

It was almost noon.

Lin Muqing came down from the small western-style building wearing a warm cashmere cape, her long hair half tied up, her thin bangs curled on her forehead. She strolled lazily and gently in the corridor, chewing a piece of candy in her mouth.

Outside the eaves, a light snow was falling. The petals on the roadside trees were covered with white gauze. She reached out her hand to catch the snowflakes. The coolness penetrated her heart and lungs from her palms, making her feel particularly comfortable.

"Ms. Lin, are you enjoying the snow here?"

Behind me, the sound of military boots stomping on the ground came closer and closer.

She didn't turn around, but picked up the flowers on the tree and asked slowly, as if she didn't want to mention what happened yesterday.

"How is your health, Marshal, after being away on business for a few days?"

The woman's back is slender and cool, completely different from the androgynous figure and the coquettish look of yesterday. She is really multifaceted, and each side makes people want to explore deeper and understand her true character.

Wen Yansheng's tall figure loomed over her from behind, his deep eyes staring at the top of her head, then he turned around and stood beside her.

"Oh no! I waited for your call all night, and you came back by yourself?"

"I'm not afraid of the Marshal being busy, so as not to disturb you."

"After doing bad things, there are still a lot of reasons."

There was no one around. Wen Yansheng leaned sideways, lowered his eyes, leaned over and held up her frozen, rosy little face. When their eyes met, sparks crackled.

She tilted her head back slightly, and the warmth from his cheeks made her linger. "Master, your hands are warm, it would be nice if you could rub my face to warm it up."

The arrogant tone was buried in the man's indulgent movements.

"It's warmer in my arms." Wen Yansheng wrapped one hand around her face, covering most of her face, and with the other hand he forcefully held her in his arms.

The chest, as broad as a double-door refrigerator, surrounded her entire body. She rested her forehead on the completely relaxed pectoral muscles, and she felt no discomfort. She felt a sense of security as if she was surrounded.

"It's warm indeed. It's also good for warming the bed."

A daring little goblin.

Wen Yansheng was always amused by her amazing words, and he coaxed her with his magnetic and cold voice: "On this cold October day, Miss Lin's suggestion is indeed good? How about..."

He leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Try it tonight?"

"You wish for it, but it's just talk."

Wen Yansheng felt his chest being hit and he let out a light laugh, "You've already said everything."

She tilted her head up and smiled at him, more beautiful than the other flowers. Wen Yansheng lowered his head so that his forehead was only ten centimeters away, and he could hardly restrain himself from giving her a light kiss.

Even through the thin bangs.

Also sighed with satisfaction.

Once you get addicted, there's a temptation that you can never let go of.

She put her hand through the gap in the awning and felt it was unusually warm. "Are you not afraid of being seen, Marshal?"

Wen Yansheng moved closer, pressed down her messy hands, and said with a low laugh, "So what if they saw it? If you don't want others to know, then I won't tell anyone."

When he came, he sent the servants away and told them not to come in.

"Why don't you wait for grandpa?" He didn't understand.

"Well, it was just a spur-of-the-moment idea." She said casually.

Wen Yan was angry. He gently pinched her chin and lifted it up, then leaned over and took a bite. She took the opportunity to lick it, but she didn't give in at all.

In the snow and wind, the falling snowflakes form the background for the poncho and cloak.

Disordered breathing, passionate kisses, burning breath and exhaled white mist.

Wen Yansheng rubbed the chin under his palm with his fingertips, unable to let go. His suppressed voice was hoarse but full of affection.

"You came back by yourself? I was just worried about your safety."