Cannon fodder love rival of Jackie Chan Aotian

Chapter 47 From Wutang's Guilt

Wu Tang carefully considered her words, fearing that asking too deeply at once would make Wen Yanke unhappy.

"Junior brother, do you have someone you like, if not I can help you find a Taoist companion?"

Wen Yanke took a deep look at him and nodded.

"Do I recognize that person?" Wu Tang continued to ask.

"I know..." There seemed to be something hidden in Wen Yanke's eyes, and the dark strange beast began to clamor.

Wu Tang was a little nervous, and subconsciously rubbed the hem of her clothes with her hands, licked her dry lips, and sat a little further away from Wen Yanke.

"Then...is it a man or a woman?" Wu Tang looked up at the sky, struggled for a while, and finally asked.

"man……"

Wu Tang's back was stiff.

"Then why don't you go to him and make it clear?"

Wu Tang was lying on the roof, looking at the clouds in the blue sky, the breeze blowing in the air brought the dry, long-lasting fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, and an autumn leaf fell on his face. It should have been a quiet scene, but he felt his heart beating at this moment. Like beating a drum, one sound after another.

But at this time, Wen Yanke leaned over without knowing when, and Qingyue's voice reached his ears: "Senior brother think I should tell him?"

Wu Tang nodded nervously, not daring to look at Wen Yanke, turned her head to the side and rolled her throat gently.

"But I'm afraid that if he disagrees, he will think that I and he are men. Can senior brother teach me what to do?"

Wen Yanke's voice sank a little, and he seemed to lie down beside Wu Tang, his voice brushing against Wu Tang's ears.

Wu Tang's mind was in a mess, afraid that Wen Yanke would say his name next.But I was also afraid that what he said was Yu Ji's name, and there was still an indescribable shame in my heart.

"How could it be, junior brother, you have extraordinary looks, and no one can surpass you in talent. Even if the opponent is a man, it is difficult to reject you." Wu Tang comforted indiscriminately.

As soon as Wu Tang finished speaking, a smile slowly appeared on Wen Yanke's lips beside her.

Wen Yanke seldom smiles, but now when she smiles, it is like the first snow falling and the spring breeze blowing over the sea of ​​flowers.

"That being the case, I'm relieved."

Wu Tang felt that he was even more heartbroken.

Fortunately, he is a man and has someone he likes, otherwise even he would not be able to resist Wen Yanke's smile.

Comparing Wu Tang to his junior brother, no matter in terms of cultivation or appearance, he seems to have no chance of winning. No matter who he is, he knows how to make this choice.

"Then who is the other party?" Wu Tang turned her head, her eyes were facing Wen Yanke, looking at him eagerly and with some hope.

Wen Yanke was dumbfounded.

"Brother seems to care about this person?"

"It's not really that I care, it's just that I'm curious." Wu Tang quickly waved his hands, with a serious and reliable expression, but there was a little anxiety that couldn't be concealed.

"Then if I say so, the senior brother must not tell others. If I am rejected by him, the senior brother must also help me."

Wu Tang nodded hastily.

"I will definitely not be rejected." As long as the person his junior brother mentioned was not him or Yu Ji.

Wen Yanke raised her eyelids with a half-smile, with an indescribable expression on her face. It seemed to be sighing and coaxing, mixed with inaudible coveting and coveting: "Then senior brother must be responsible for these words today."

Captured by Wen Yanke's expression, Wu Tang was even more nervous than before, and nodded silently.

"The person I'm talking about is you, brother." Finally, Wen Yanke said softly.

Wu Tang almost pouted, his worst fear finally came true.

His face was blushing purple, his chest heaved violently, and he couldn't breathe as if he was drowning. He stared at Wen Yanke for a long time.

Wu Tang said silently three times in his heart, not to be prejudiced against Duanxiu, and managed to recover from the deafening shock of those words just now.

He managed to calm down: "Junior Brother... Let's not look for Xieyinghua for now, after we go out, hurry back to the sect to find Master, and let him cure it for you."

The smile on Wen Yanke's lips calmed down just now, and she was a little colder than usual with a blank face.

As soon as Wu Tang said that, he realized that he had said something wrong, as if saying that his junior brother was sick, but he felt embarrassed to apologize.

"I didn't mean that... I was just so surprised."

Wen Yanke's face turned cold for a while, and she stared at Wu Tang, with an imperceptible sense of grievance mixed with sternness and indifference: "Senior brother said just now that no one would reject me, and he promised to be responsible, could it be nothing? gone?"

Wu Tang opened his mouth slowly, feeling ashamed and ashamed, he couldn't take back the words as soon as he said them.

"Of course it counts..." He pursed his lips after speaking, "But I didn't say that I would definitely agree..."

Wu Tang carefully defended himself, and saw Wen Yanke's expression suddenly turned cold again.

Wu Tang didn't dare to go any further, he was extremely depressed, and he was holding the tiles on the roof eaves under him.

"I just want to know why?"

He never knew that besides calling on his junior brother often, what other things he did that caused him to misunderstand, which would lead to this result.

"Of course my brother promised me this." Wen Yanke said coldly.

After Wu Tang said this, he remembered that he treated Wen Yanke fairly well for a while when he first entered the sect.

The memories that he had deliberately buried deeply all surged up at this moment.

Wu Tang remembered what he had done to Wen Yanke, and glanced at Wen Yanke guiltily, his whole face was flushed, and both ears were as red as a pig's liver.

Could it be that his junior brother was harmed by him because of that incident?