Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

"It's getting hot."

The young man slowly loosened his hand around Zhang Xingxing, raised his long and powerful fingers, and silently reached out to Zhang Xingxing's forehead. With a light touch of his fingertips, he felt Zhang Xingxing's slightly higher body temperature.

what?

Zhang Xingxing looked down with a confused look in her eyes and saw the faint blue scales on her ankle skin. This discovery hit Zhang Xingxing hard in her heart. She subconsciously raised her head and looked nervously at the boy next to her.

The young man was staring at her with a worried look on his face, his eyes full of concern, but he didn't seem to notice the abnormality of her ankle. Zhang Xingxing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little more at ease.

She stood up quickly, and tugged at the hem of her skirt in a panic, trying to cover her ankles. Then she took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner turmoil, and then pretended to be calm and relaxed, and slowly stretched out her hand to the person sitting on the ground. There was still a faint smile on her face, but the slightly trembling fingertips revealed her true feelings at the moment.

The young man gently held Zhang Xingxing's soft and boneless little hand, staring at her with his deep eyes. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Zhang Xingxing's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a playful smile, and interrupted him first.

"Maybe the cloak my second brother got me is too warm!" Zhang Xingxing said in a delicate voice, her big, lively eyes sparkling with joy.

Then, like a happy little bird, she quickly pulled back her hand, stretched her arms, stretched her body for a long time, and then yawned lazily. She walked to the bed and said, "Brother, it's getting late, let's go to bed and rest." After that, she rubbed her eyes.

The young man looked at Zhang Xingxing who was sleepy in front of him and couldn't help but pursed his lips. Although there were still many words in his heart that he hadn't said, he finally nodded helplessly to show his agreement, and then stood up and prepared to leave.

"Hey, brother, where are you going?" Zhang Xingxing saw the brother getting ready to go out and quickly grabbed his sleeve.

"Go to bed, I need to go out." The young man tilted his head slightly, with no expression on his face. However, Zhang Xingxing could read the meaning of "what's wrong" from his expression.

"Where can you sleep when you go out? I mean you should sleep here today." Zhang Xingxing said as she pulled the boy's hand and led him to the bed. The boy, who had been dragged for a few steps, froze when he found himself being led step by step to the only bed in the room.

Zhang Qiling:!!!

Due to excessive nervousness and panic, he accidentally stepped on Zhang Xingxing's foot. Zhang Xingxing stumbled forward a few steps when he heard a soft cry of "Ouch". Seeing this, he turned around and stretched out his arms to hug Zhang Xingxing who was about to fall to the ground. However, the opposite happened. Due to inertia, the two not only failed to stabilize their bodies, but fell heavily on the bed together.

"Brother, are you okay?"

At this time, Zhang Xingxing's whole body was pressed on Zhang Qiling. She was worried and pulled the little brother. She seemed to hear a thump just now, and she didn't know where the little brother was hit. The little brother was a little confused by the collision, and he shook his head subconsciously, and then suddenly felt a soft body pressing heavily on him.

This realization made his ears turn red, and he turned his head slightly away in panic, not daring to look directly at the pretty face above him. At the same time, his hand that was originally on Zhang Xingxing's waist was quickly pulled away as if he had received an electric shock, and he instead tightly grasped the blanket under him, his fingers turning white due to excessive force.

"It's okay...you...come down first. This is your room, I'll go out and sleep."

Zhang Xingxing listened to the boy's stuttering voice and involuntarily moved her eyes slowly, finally stopping on the boy's earlobes that were as bright as rouge. She suddenly realized that the boy was shy.

She stared at the beautiful face beneath her with wide eyes, which was slightly flushed due to shyness. The boy lowered his eyelids, and his long eyelashes fluttered gently, like the wings of a butterfly dancing in the breeze. A faint blush appeared on his skin, just like the peach blossoms blooming in spring, delicate and beautiful.

What a beautiful picture of a shy beauty!!!

She looked at the shy face of the beauty under her, and felt her heart begin to beat wildly and uncontrollably, with blood rushing up. Two voices appeared in her mind at the same time. One evil voice told her to kiss her hard. The other voice told her not to be impulsive, and that something was wrong with her.

Her face flushed, her breathing became rapid, and she didn't know what to do for a moment. The young man stared at Zhang Xingxing who was approaching slowly. His originally steady and powerful palm unconsciously increased its strength, and even his breathing became disordered.

A tense atmosphere filled the air, as if a tiny spark would cause a huge explosion, and everyone held their breath at this moment.

At this critical moment, Zhang Xingxing suddenly turned over with lightning speed, and finally completed a gorgeous somersault with a clever hand-supporting movement, and rolled out of the bed as fast as lightning. Then, she quickly grabbed the quilt beside her and wrapped the boy tightly in it, as if she was afraid that he would catch a cold.

After calming herself down a bit, Zhang Xingxing cleared her slightly hoarse throat and said to the brother coquettishly, "Brother, tonight...just sleep in here obediently." Then she got out of bed, grabbed a quilt and a pillow, walked to the bed, stopped urgently, and said to the brother with a smile.

"Young man, you can sleep here with me tonight. I'll sleep somewhere else. Hiss, tonight's nightlife is really exciting." Thinking of the exciting experience tonight and the particularly abstract self, the corners of his mouth twitched. Then he said with a stiff face: "Everyone is tired after a night, go to bed early, we still have to go shopping for clothes and take photos tomorrow! Bye~ Good night, Xiaoguan."

As soon as he finished speaking, before the young man could react, Zhang Xingxing's figure disappeared in the room in the blink of an eye like a ghost, leaving the young man alone standing on the bed. The young man looked at the bedside swaying slightly in the wind brought by Zhang Xingxing's movement and the empty room, and for a moment he felt like he had experienced a dream, and an indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart.

Suddenly, a cheerful but somewhat sinister voice sounded: "Alas, we slept together when we were young, but now my brother despises me and doesn't even want to sleep with me. People's hearts have really changed~~"

Zhang Qiling: ...

Zhang Xingxing's figure appeared in a flash, and after saying "coward" to prove that she was not a coward who ran away, she disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The young man's emotions were instantly shattered. This time, before he could utter the word "no", the person disappeared again. He stared at the pillow that had been hastily dropped, and waited for a while. Seeing that no one appeared, he sneered in his heart and shook his head slightly.

Who is afraid of whom here?

Finally, he gently lifted the quilt, got up from the bed, and then he bent down to pick up the pillow that was dropped on the ground by a careless owner, gently patting the dust or wrinkles on it, as if it were a precious treasure. After doing this, he carefully put the pillow aside again.

When he pulled the quilt over himself again, a faint pear fragrance slowly entered his nose. This fresh and sweet fragrance instantly spread, as if the whole room was surrounded by this sweetness. At the same time, he felt an indescribable sweetness quietly emanating from the depths of his heart, like a warm current slowly flowing through him.

He couldn't help but turn his head slightly and cast his eyes on the pillow on the left. Looking at it lying there quietly, he couldn't help but whisper.

"Good night."