Chapter 38 You are the most precious

Fu Wenyuan suddenly came out of the cage like a beast, kicked him on the chest and knocked him to the ground.

Xu Jue's arm landed on the ground, making the bones that were not in good shape worse, but he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.

Such a big movement caused the people around to shout, and all eyes gathered.

But at a glance, it was Fu Wenyuan, the big Buddha who caused trouble. Everyone was looking at the nose, nose and heart and became a human being. Looking at this beating that was almost unilaterally crushed, no one dared to ask for trouble to stop it.

Fu Wenyuan was panting rapidly, looking at Xu Jue with a look that seemed to make him cramp his skin.

Xu Jue suspected that his sternum had been smashed, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

His ears were ringing, his eyes were ringing, his head was buzzing, but he was still screaming in front of the furious Fu Wenyuan, as if this would double the pain in his body, he vomited blood and screamed: "You can't change the fact if you kill me, he It used to be mine, the person he loves is me, what are you, why are you standing in our midst!"

Uncontrollable malice flooded into his heart, Fu Wenyuan looked down at him blankly, unable to figure out why a useless scumbag dared to show his teeth and claws in front of his eyes.

His eyes tightly clasped the limp forearm lying across Xu Jue's chest.

He was weighing how much force he should use to completely destroy this powerless arm.

That should be able to shut up.

When such an idea came to him, he only thought for a short moment, but his actions were often faster and more determined than his thoughts.

At the critical moment, Xu Li rushed over to block Xu Jue at the critical moment, and suffered a merciless kick from Fu Wenyuan.

At this moment, Xu Jue finally put away his anger, panicked and hugged Xu Li, who was sweating coldly, and shouted Xu Li's name loudly. A young child, caught in another chaotic nightmare of losing his younger brother.

Xu Li was his last bottom line. He could die by himself, but he couldn't bear the collapse of his spiritual pillar like obsession.

Xu Li touched Xu Jue's injured arm, not caring about himself, so he recalled Xu Jue like a soul, and hurriedly asked him if he was okay.

Fu Wenyuan tutted regretfully, seeing that the two people who were annoying him were playing a bitter scene here, and he even thought that beating one is a beating, and beating two is not too much for him.

He still wanted to start, but was firmly pulled by Ye Rong behind him.

What no one expected was that Ye Rong, who was in the center of the vortex, was unusually calm, even calmer than everyone present.

He reluctantly dragged the lawless Fu Wenyuan back to him, like coaxing a child who told him to open his mouth and eat candy, patiently and gently: "Don't be angry, you are different from him."

He didn't seem to be affected by Xu Jue's words at all, he didn't even look at him from the beginning to the end, and kept aloof from Xu Jue's provocation and entanglement.

But when he looked at Fu Wenyuan, he had a completely different attitude. His smiling eyes were like torches swaying under a frozen pond. His deep affection was completely different from the frenzy like moths to the flames when he fell in love with Xu Jue.

That pure love is like still water, like warm jade, it is the drowning person stranded, the abyss who retreats, the light that does not fall in the sky, and the thousands of butterflies dancing from the chest from the bottom of the heart.

Ye Rong fearlessly and without hesitation suddenly pulled him in front of everyone, touching his cool lips, softly like a dream, "My Wenyuan, you are the most precious. "

All Fu Wenyuan's anger and unwillingness disappeared inexplicably with this simple but tender kiss, as if all his limbs and bones stretched a little, making him instantly transform from a beast to a human being, and he was full of joy.

Xu Jue, who was forced to witness Ye Rong's confession, had split eyes. Ye Rong was so ruthless. Every word of his words was heavier than Fu Wenyuan's fist.

He wanted to embarrass others, but in the end the most embarrassing thing was himself, so funny that he wanted to laugh.

But he didn't do anything in the end, just silently supported Xu Li, and the two of them silently left everyone's sight.

Fu Wenyuan saw that Ye Rongguo's face was as usual without any trace of discomfort, and he slowly let go of the heart that had been hanging, holding Ye Rong and refused to let go.

He was not angry because he cared about Ye Rong's past, but because he was angry that this unpleasant past would make Ye Rong miserable.

He didn't want to see the baby he held in his palm, already full of cracks, shattered again.

His jewel-like Ye Rong will not be dimmed just because he once loved the wrong person. His pure and pure lover will always be the brightest jewel in the arms of his evil dragon.

[The author has something to say: This chapter is too short, I apologize to everyone by kowtow]