A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Upon hearing this, several passersby turned their heads and cast surprised glances at him.

I want to see which young couple is so passionate.

Lu Weidong felt a buzzing in his head, blood rushing to his head, and his face instantly turned red and hot.

He simply couldn't stand being watched while standing still in his military uniform.

Ye Wenxi is walking slowly, and if this continues, she will definitely miss the train.

He gritted his teeth, steeled his resolve, bent down, and swept Ye Wenxi up in his arms.

"What are you doing! Put me down!"

Ye Wenxi gasped in surprise and instinctively tried to struggle, but her arms were as hard as iron clamps, and no matter how she twisted, they wouldn't budge.

Lu Weidong pursed his lips, remained silent, and carried her, almost running towards the train station.

He strode forward steadily, ignoring the angry pounding of the person in his arms and the stares of passersby.

He carried Ye Wenxi and jogged for a long time.

He only stopped abruptly and put her down when he rushed into a relatively quiet corner on the side of the station.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Lu Weidong immediately let go of his hand, turned to the side, and coughed twice.

The redness from her neck to her ears hadn't faded; in fact, it seemed to be getting worse.

When he picked her up just now, the soft, warm touch of her full embrace and her faint, sweet fragrance made him uncontrollably recall some fragments of last night, and his heart pounded even more wildly.

"I...I'll go buy the ticket." His voice was a little strained, his eyes fixed on the ground. "Just walk over slowly and wait for me at the entrance of the waiting hall."

After saying that, he barely dared to look at her again, and turned around and strode towards the ticket office.

As Ye Wenxi entered the train station, she saw Lu Weidong coming out of the restroom.

He looked as if he had just splashed his face with cold water; his forehead and temples were still wet with water droplets.

A dark water stain soaked through the military green fabric on his chest, clinging wetly to his firm pectoral muscles and outlining their full and smooth contours.

The watermarks spread downwards, faintly revealing the taut lines of the abdominal muscles underneath.

Wet hair, water stains, a soaked shirt clinging to a body of bulging muscles.

A forbidden aura, a mixture of cold, damp air and male hormones, burst forth.

Several young women and women passing by couldn't help but steal glances.

She glanced at him quickly, her face flushed and her heart pounding, then hurriedly looked away.

Ye Wenxi didn't rush forward, but stood a few steps behind him, arms crossed, admiring the scene.

Tsk, what a pity.

Objectively speaking, this man is top-notch in every aspect.

Even his "that" ability is... cough, excessively outstanding.

Ye Wenxi sighed repeatedly, wondering how she had ended up transmigrating into the body of a vicious female supporting character who had brought about her own demise.

She dared not look at Lu Weidong any longer.

I shook my head to calm myself down from my over-excited state.

She couldn't afford to get caught up in it. If her own path became too close to that of the original owner, who knew if she would end up being killed off by the plot?

Stay calm, cooperate in the early stages, and establish a firm foothold.

Make way for the male and female leads as soon as possible; saving your life is the priority.

Ye Wenxi stepped forward and patted Lu Weidong's arm: "Let's go."

Before he could react, she turned around and walked towards the ticket gate.

A short while later, Lu Weidong caught up, his tall figure standing close behind her in line.

When Ye Wenxi turned around, she saw that he was still wet, and the moisture was obvious.

She rummaged through her cloth bag and pulled out a clean handkerchief, handing it to her: "Wipe yourself."

Thanks.

Lu Weidong took it, quickly wiped his face and neck, and then casually wiped his chest.

The handkerchief was soft and carried a faint, intimate fragrance of Ye Wenxi.

The smell wafted into his nostrils, making him inexplicably agitated.

Lu Weidong couldn't help but curse himself in his heart: I'm doomed.

I've been around women before, so why am I acting like a clueless kid around her?

My heart rate gets fast all the time, and all sorts of reactions occur at once.

Lu Weidong attributed Ye Wenxi's unusual feelings to the fact that the two had spent a passionate night together.

Therefore, this inexplicable feeling will arise subconsciously.

The green train carriages were packed with people, the noise of people mixed with various smells, and the air was somewhat stuffy.

With the car windows closed, the air, a mixture of sweat, food, and tobacco, was hardly pleasant.

"Peanuts, sunflower seeds, soda, biscuits... could you please move your legs a little further?"

The sales clerk struggled to push the cart through the narrow aisle.

The children would eagerly surround the snack cart as soon as they saw it, tugging at their parents' clothes and begging for food.

Lu Weidong bought two bottles of soda and two packs of cookies and handed them to Ye Wenxi.

Ye Wenxi was starving after exhausting herself last night and not eating a single meal today.

But having no money, she kept quiet and endured it.

Upon receiving the gift, she didn't stand on ceremony, whispered "thank you," and then tore open the packaging and began to eat heartily.

Several children simply stood next to her seat, staring longingly at the cookies in her hand; one little guy even drooled onto his clothes.

Ye Wenxi wasn't blind to it, nor was she without compassion.

But right now, this bag of biscuits might not even be enough to fill her stomach.

Excuse me, she'll eat first.

Her gaze fell on a little boy, about five or six years old, sitting opposite her.

The child just sat quietly, her eyes red-rimmed, as if she had something on her mind. She didn't look at the snack cart or even glance at the cookies in her hand.

There was a woman beside him, who looked to be in her forties or fifties.

She was holding a sleeping baby in her arms and didn't pay much attention to the boy beside her.

Suddenly, Ye Wenxi noticed that water droplets were dripping from under the boy's seat; the boy had wet his pants.

But neither the child nor the two adults next to him reacted at all, as if nothing had happened.

Ye Wenxi frowned, sensing that something was amiss.

She thought for a moment, then picked up the cookie she hadn't finished eating and handed it to the child.

"Little one, would you like some cookies?"

The boy was startled by her sudden conversation and trembled.

Startled, he urinated even more, and a small patch of water immediately appeared under the chair.

Several children who had been looking at the cookies immediately noticed and pointed at the boy, laughing:

"Hahaha, he peed his pants!"

"Shame on you! You're so old and you still wet your pants!"

Seeing this, Lu Weidong said to the woman, "Comrade, your child has wet his pants, you need to take care of it."

The woman was startled by his question and her eyes darted away.

"It's okay, I didn't bring a change of clothes, they'll be dry in a bit."

Ye Wenxi stood up and moved closer.

"Sister, the child is uncomfortable being wet. I have a handkerchief here, could you please wipe the child down?"

"Let me hold the baby for you for a moment, you take care of the older one first."

As she spoke, her gaze fell on the baby in the woman's arms, and she reached out as if to take it.

When the woman saw that she was about to touch the child, she stood up abruptly as if she had been burned.

The voice suddenly rose, filled with exaggerated anger: "What's wrong with you all! I said it's nothing! Why are you meddling in other people's business! Come on, come on, we're not sitting here!"

As she spoke, she forcefully pulled up the little boy who had wet his pants and tried to squeeze him towards the connecting area between the carriages.

The woman's extreme reaction confirmed Ye Wenxi's suspicions.

In a flash, Ye Wenxi grabbed the boy's slender arm and pressed down hard on the woman's shoulder with her other hand.

"stop!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was as cold as ice, and her sharp gaze was fixed on the woman's flustered face.

"This child isn't yours at all, is it?"

"Put the child down."