Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 56

She approached suddenly, still so intimate, her hot and humid breath fell on his neck and cheeks indistinctly.

It's like being scratched by a soft feather, like being hit by an electric current, sensitive and delicate, crisp and numb, and you can't stop it.

Given Wen Tao's unfeminine temperament, she should have been rewarded with a throw over her shoulder.

But the fact is-

Wen Tao, who has never been close to women and is sensitive to women, enjoys being close to his wife very much.

Even he himself finds it unbelievable, after all, his allergy to women is a real thing.

It is not an exaggeration, but it is true, not one case, but many cases, and each case is a sensational event.

That's why everyone in the imperial capital knew that Wen Tao was allergic to women, and that if a woman was too close to him, he would have a high fever.

Wen Tao didn't look at Wuyao, just asked her: "What's wrong?"

Leaning on Wen Tao, Wu Yao didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and answered Wen Tao with his eyes fixed on the luxury car chasing the bus.

"dirty."

It is a very simple word, but it is the best interpretation.

Fearing that Wen Tao didn't understand, Fifth Yao just wanted to explain, just like he hated fake blood in the fourth game.

After opening her lips, she braked the car abruptly, and the person she was talking to now was not Lin Ze, but Wen Tao.

Almost flipped over!
Sitting up straight, instead of leaning against Wen Tao, Wuyao said slowly: "The soul is not clean, the blood is dirty, very messy, like a pot of stewed meat."

Even if she stopped the car in time, what she said still betrayed herself.

How could an ordinary person see the woman in the car through the closed window.

Not only can you see, but you can also see through her dirty soul and dirty blood!

Even Wen Tao, as the leader of the fourth game, couldn't be so powerful.

It's just that Wen Tao sees through, but doesn't point out.

His wife doesn't expose it for a day, and he doesn't point it out for a day.

Mrs. likes the ease between dual identities, and he is happy to match her rhythm.

She didn't rely on herself anymore, Wen Tao suddenly felt a little lost, and turned to look at her sideways, "Why don't you continue to lean on?"

Wen Tao doesn't like women who are too clingy and delicate, but he is especially happy for Wu Wuyao's stickiness and tenderness.

The car stopped at the platform, Wuyao glanced at the passengers on the bus, and then looked at Wen Tao: "Suddenly remembered, you are allergic to women, if you touch you, you will have a high fever."

"Hehe." Wen Tao smiled, this was the first time he smiled at someone, put down his guard, and smiled sincerely, "You touched me before, have you ever seen my high fever persist?"

Wen Tao's smile made Wuyao go crazy, not because of him, but because of what he was thinking when he smiled.

I have to say that good-looking people look better and more charming when they smile.

The corner of the mouth hooked slightly, and Wuyao's voice was slightly soft: "I have never touched you."

Looking at Wuyao's crazy eyes, Wen Taofeng's eyes were full of smiles, "Ma'am, you are the one who fed me candied fruit with your own hands."

There was so much physical contact between them, if he was allergic, he would have already reacted.

He had to admit that the little wife he picked was his nemesis.

Dedicated to all his impossibilities, is his unique exception.

The car drove slowly, and Wuyao was about to speak, when she felt a strong hostility, she looked out the window.

The hostility was so strong that it was difficult for her not to notice it.

"Wen Tao."

"Well, what?"

Eyebrows raised lightly, Wuyao placed her thin white fingers on Wen Tao's crimson lips and pressed lightly, "The woman sitting in the car outside is your peach blossom?"

She is used to being alone and has no enemies.

Such a great hostility is mostly related to Wen Tao.

Holding Fifth Yao's restless hand, Wen Tao lowered his head and looked down at her, "It's not my peach blossom, my only peach blossom is my wife."

"Then who is she, you know her."

"Flower Shirley."

……

　Good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)