Leng Yichi looked at Wen Zhiyuan with a cold face.

She was wearing a black down jacket, and there was a circle of fox fur on the hood behind her, which could be seen to be the same style as Xiao Yan.

Such a Wen Zhiyuan is indeed difficult for people to be wary of her.

She was still like a sister next door, standing beside Xiao Yan with a petite figure, her eyes flashing with timidity, and a little apprehensive.

Wen Zhiyuan, who went out for a trip, did not change when he returned.

It seems that the scandal that came out of the upper circle of Dijing has nothing to do with her.

It was difficult for Leng Yichi to remain calm, his face narrowed ugly, and he snorted disdainfully, "Don't call me, in addition, we are waiting for Xiao Yan, not you!"

Wen Zhiyuan's cheeks turned a little whiter, and she slowly lowered her eyes, looking aggrieved and dumb.

Seeing this, Leng Yiyan frowned, pulled her arm and dragged the person behind him, "Big brother, I brought her here not to let you scold her." If you're not welcome, we'll leave now!"

Leng Yichi: "......"

Heartless crazy dog thing!

"You stop!" When Leng Yichi saw his younger brother pulling Wen Zhiyuan and turning around to leave, he scolded and walked out on his slippers.

Leng Yiyan stood in place, fearlessly meeting his gaze, "Big brother is still in trouble?"

How to describe Leng Yichi's mood at this moment.

He had never thought of himself as an irritable person.

But at this moment, he had the urge to kill.

Leng Yichi continued to precipitate his emotions, he stood in the cold wind in a thin shirt, looking at Leng Yiyan's unruly eyebrows, "You must protect her like this?"

Leng Yiyan didn't speak, but let go of Wen Zhiyuan's hand and took her into his arms, "Big brother, she will be my future wife, can you understand what I say?"

The brothers are not opposed, but Leng Yichi feels that this brotherhood is nothing more than that.

Xiao Yan ignored everyone's feelings and brought Wen Zhiyuan back to get engaged and married.

More than anyone can understand.

What a irony!

Leng Yichi exhaled a breath of cold air, stretched his eyebrows, looked at his actions to defend Wen Zhiyuan, and smiled mockingly, "Understood, I understand, you are really my good brother, follow me in." ”

After speaking, Leng Yichi took the lead in walking back, while the hands hanging by his side clenched their fists tightly.

He looked at Leng Yiyan and Wen Zhiyuan hugging each other, and his heart was awkward as if he had swallowed a fly.

At this time, Wen Zhiyuan snuggled up to Leng Yiyan's side, and a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes, "Brother Yan, will they embarrass you?"

Leng Yiyan lowered his eyes, his eyes were as gentle as water, he tightened his arms and shook his head slightly, "No, he is my eldest brother after all, and he will not be as irritable as his grandfather." ”

"How's your back? I'll help you with the medicine when you enter the door in a moment, right?" Wen Zhiyuan was very worried and gently pulled off his down jacket.

"Well, I'll talk about that later. ”

Leng Yiyan pulled her into the entrance, and their hands became tighter and tighter in just a few steps.

Wen Zhiyuan's cheeks drooped, and a smile of complacency appeared.

Leng Yiyan stood at the entrance, staring at the familiar scenes and objects around him.

He breathed silently, and then pulled Wen Zhiyuan to continue forward, and the moment he appeared in the living room, he quietly walked around, and after a while, he hooked his lips and greeted calmly: "Everyone is here." ”