Chapter 811 (1/2)

In the evening, the setting sun in the West gently sprinkled a layer of crimson gauze.

Dong Wenfeng has been with Shen Bingyan for a day. The night is like a person's most mysterious place, nothing is more than eyes.

The night shrouded heaven and earth in a bright light, and the tide along the coast of Hechuan swept and rolled to the shore.

No one hurried along the beach, only you and me between lovers. Shen Bingyan occasionally raised her head slightly and couldn't help being shocked by the magnificent sunset sea view. If she had the opportunity, she hopes to live here for a long time.

But at least one person must accompany her.

Dong Wenfeng stopped and looked at the white sail. The wind and waves were blowing, and his eyes were wrinkled. He didn't know whether to look at Shen Bingyan standing next to him intentionally or unintentionally.

Her body is a little thin. Her clothes are the most suitable black pattern dress in Hechuan this season. The configuration of high heels matches Shen Bingyan's age of 23.

The wind and waves blew away the distribution of Shen Bingyan and floated in front of the moon like face.

Dong Wenfeng smelled a faint faint fragrance, which was emitted from Shen Bingyan's body. Perhaps this is the legendary virgin fragrance.

He was obsessed. Although Shen Bingyan did nothing, Dong Wenfeng was deeply impressed by Shen Bingyan's charm.

They strolled freely, as if they couldn't hold others in their hearts.

Even Dong Wenfeng even had a big quarrel with green Mao last night, and it was because of a woman, not to mention that this woman only met Dong Wenfeng twice.

Green hair rarely gets angry. Perhaps only Dong Wenfeng can make him so harsh and serious in this world.

Hechuan is really a different place. Maybe only Murong can govern Dong Wenfeng here, but she doesn't know why. She hasn't said a word since she returned to the hotel on the roof last night.

Dong Wenfeng doesn't forget his love for Shen Bingyan, a beautiful Miao woman. Although he seldom speaks tonight and even makes several misunderstandings in pediatrics, he still has many curious words to say to Shen Bingyan.

”How are you doing these days?”

He finally said this sentence freely. He said it not in the tone of a brother to his sister, but in the identity of a big man's concern for a little woman.

Shen Bingyan kicked the fine sand on the beach as if nothing had happened. The golden sand flowed in her flawless white feet. She looked at the sky delicately and shook her head in an instant, as if she wanted to avoid this topic.

But he said lightly: ”fortunately, I have no worries about food and clothing. Since you taught me Kung Fu, no one can bully me anymore.”

Dong Wenfeng still heard a kind of sadness, which was obviously mixed with the smell of words. Dong Wenfeng naturally wouldn't pierce her pain. But he still pretended to be a big brother: ”really? You can't deceive me! ”