Kuaishou Little Ancestor: The God of Blackening is Begging for Responsibility Again

Chapter 56 I'll Sing Another Song (14)

Just as Wen Jing stood outside the door, and was about to knock on the door, Fei Jue's voice as cold as a harp came from inside.

All his movements stopped instantly, and he was in a trance for a while.

How long has he not listened to Fei Jue Sing?
I still remember that at the beginning, it was because of her voice that he began to pursue her continuously.

Later, he was reluctant to let Fei Jue stand on the stage in public again, making a living by pleasing others.

It's just that after bringing her back, she seemed to be reluctant to sing for a long time, so long that Wen Jing almost forgot that she was once the most famous actor in Rongcheng, and it was hard to find a song.

He didn't knock on the door again, just pushed the door open and entered.

"Hate meeting too late, resent parting too soon."

"Although the willow silk is long, it is difficult to tie the horse of a traveler. I wish I could make the sparse forest hang on to the setting sun."

Without the obstruction of the door, Wen Jing could hear the words more clearly, which was soul-stirring.

She was wearing a costume with jingling tassels and flowing sleeves. She seemed to be the center of attention no matter where she was.

But this scenery only stayed for a moment.

Seeing Wen Jing coming in, Fei Jue was startled, stood up in a hurry, and said with a trembling voice: "Master, you are back, I... I just..."

"Don't panic."

Wen Jing was not angry today, he sat down in the past, wearing black trousers, with his slender legs folded, and looked at Fei Jue lightly.

Fei Jue stood awkwardly for a moment, then immediately returned to God and said, "I'll change back now."

She was wearing Cui Yingying's costume today, with appropriate makeup, as if she had walked out of that drama.

Fei Jue looked flustered, but his steps were still steady.

When she puts on the costume, she respects it.

Wen Jing raised her eyes, stopped her softly, and said, "No, I haven't heard you sing for a long time. Today you have passed this addiction to drama, and I will be your audience."

Fei Jue stopped, looked at Wen Jing suspiciously, and found that he was really not joking.

After hesitating for a moment, the water sleeve was lifted slightly, and then continued slowly.

"Red tears dripping down the sleeves, wetter than Sima's green shirt. Shrike flies east to Yanxi, asks about return date before boarding the journey"

It wasn't until the night was mottled and the snow glow faded away that the sound of the mansion gradually died down.

When Fei Jue went downstairs to have dinner with Wen Jing, the servant suddenly brought a doctor over, and said respectfully: "Master, Ake said you were injured, let me find a doctor to bandage you. "

"Injured?" Fei Jue spoke a step faster than Wen Jing.

Immediately, he hurriedly looked Wen Jing up and down, frowning tightly, "Where is the injury? What's going on?"

Wen Jing smiled softly, walked around her and went downstairs, sat down on the soft leather sofa, raised his chin, and motioned for the doctor to come and bandage his wound.

Only then did he reply: "There is a mad dog in the chamber of commerce, accidentally hurt it, it doesn't matter."

Fei Jue also followed, seeing the deep mark on his palm, she felt a little distressed.

Going to sit down beside him, watching the doctor treat him with bloody flesh, Fei Jue couldn't hold back all of a sudden, her eyes blushed quietly.

Wen Jing is not only cruel to others, he has never been soft-hearted to himself.

"You take it easy."

Seeing the movement of the doctor's hand, Fei uncontrollably called out a reminder.

The tone is no longer indifferent and alienated, mixed with trembling and crying.

Seeing this, Wen Jing raised his hand and pulled Fei Jue into his arms. Regardless of the presence of outsiders, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and said with a smile, "I never thought that Ah Jue cared about me so much."

(End of this chapter)