Crossing Worlds Provocation

Now in the no-man’s land rescue team, he only knows to keep his body in the best and most powerful state, so that he can always face all kinds of crises without fear.

But now.

He looked at himself, but it seemed meaningful.

Wen Xian's face was irritable, thinking that he would have to go to bed sooner or later, so he opened him arrogantly, and gritted his teeth angrily with a flushed face:

"What do you want to do, take the book away, anyway, I'm tired, I want to sleep!"

With that, she slid down, got into the quilt, and wrapped herself with her back to him.

Captain Lu is able to bear it.

She couldn't read the book. Isn't it because he made her thinking confused? She was ashamed to talk about her.

He has not graduated from elementary school!

Lu Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly when he watched this scene, then stood up, and said in a light and low tone: "Well, you go to bed first, I'll find a pajama to put on."

After that, he left from the bedside.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Star Wen suddenly turned around and half propped up from the quilt, and yelled anxiously: "No, you can't wear it!"

As soon as this words came out, Lu Xiao's body was stunned, and his feet stopped.

Then he slowly turned around: "...?"

Can't wear it?

After Wen Xian reacted to what she had done, her face suddenly became even more dry.

But since it was all like this, she simply bit her scalp and faltered in the face of Captain Landing’s deep sight, not afraid of death:

"Yes, just come up like that, don't make any extra effort."

Yes, it is superfluous!

You still have to take it off after you wear it.

After getting into her bed, he still wanted to keep his innocence.

Lu Xiao: "..."

For a moment, Captain Lu once again had deep doubts.

What the **** is she...being with him?

Wen Xian squeezed the quilt on her chest with one hand, and patted the bed next to her with one hand: "What are you doing while standing? Come here!"

Did Captain Lu, the grinning goblin, want to die of her anxiously?

Lu Xiao looked at the bed: "..."

Finally, he took a deep breath, his temples jumped suddenly, and he went to the door and turned off the main light.

Suddenly, the room was plunged into darkness.

When he came back, he opened the quilt and went to bed.

Somehow the woman on the bed couldn't help but let out a muffled grunt.

"What's wrong, is it pressed? Does it hurt?"

The man said he was going to turn on the light beside the bed.

A woman's slender arm suddenly stopped his arm.

She drilled desperately in his arms, and said in a soft and soft voice: "It doesn't matter if it hurts... People like you to press me."

When these words came out, Lu Xiao: "..."

The night is long.

The sky is pitch black, like ink being knocked over, a few stars dotted it, this is in Beijing, with countless lights, stretching thousands of miles.

This ancient city is also sleeping at night, but there are still many brightly lit places.

An imperial capital with a long history and a perfect combination of modern civilization.

Wen Xian had been to Beijing before, but most of them were to rush for announcements, participate in activities and so on. He also lived in a hotel, and never stayed alone for a few more days.

She feels that although Beijing is prosperous, she has no sense of belonging.

But now, everything is different.

She was sleeping in Lu Xiao's house at this time, sleeping in his room, sleeping in his arms, her heart was unprecedented peace of mind, calm, and solidity.

Let her fully understand that Lu Xiao is her root.

"Wen Xian."

"Ok?"