Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

When Chen Xiangtai received Lu Xinglan's call, she just got under the quilt.

"Mr. Lu Xinglan!" She jumped up excitedly.

Lu Xinglan: "Come down."

She stunned and got out of bed: "Okay, I'm out of bed."

Lu Xinglan: "..."

So stupid.

Why does he still think so cute and stupid?

"I'm downstairs in your house." Lu Xinglan said that she couldn't bend around her at all.

"Good~"

The little girl's ending sounded.

Lin Dongshan just asked her why she was dejected. After only a while, she hummed out of the room and happily ran to get the umbrella.

Lin Dongshan also took an umbrella.

"Dongshan, are you going out too?"

"Yeah." Lin Dongshan lowered his head slightly, there was hesitation and entanglement between his eyebrows, but the corners of his mouth couldn't hide his smile, "Daddy Gu Yu is here."

Chen Xiangtai smiled and said, "Hehe, Mr. Lu is here too."

and also.

She probably didn't know why she used this word.

Silly girl.

Lin Dongshan smiled and went out with her.

Downstairs, one on the left and the other on the right, two men standing on each side, without umbrellas, all dressed in black, one lightly, the other lazy, lightly the one who looked away from others for thousands of miles, the lazy but the other Seriously.

It was the one who refused to speak, "Would you like one?" The smoke at his fingertips was half-burnt.

"Ok."

Su Lihua gave him one.

He and Lu Xinglan are not familiar with each other, but because of Jiang Zhi and Zhou Xufang, they also have a fate.

Lu Xinglan doesn't smoke much: "Lighter."

Su Lihua threw the lighter over.

He lit the cigarette. He didn't feel comfortable after taking a puff at first, and coughed twice: "Where did you buy that gun?" He threw the lighter back to him.

Su Lihua confiscated it and rubbed the lighter's roller: "Modified."

Lu Xinglan went to military academy, not willingly, but Lu Jingsong threw him there. He learned some firearms at the military academy, but because he was dozing off in class, he was persuaded to leave the military academy in half a year. Because of this, Commander Lu Jingsong was laughed at for a while.

"The barrel is too narrow," Lu Xinglan commented objectively, "the ammunition capacity is a bit small."

The advantage of that gun is its range.

Su Lihua was smoking a cigarette, somewhat carelessly: "Five shots, enough."

After that, neither of them spoke.

Chen Xiangtai and Lin Dongshan went downstairs at the same time. The atmosphere was weird. They didn't know what to do. They didn't say hello except that Chen Xiangtai nodded at Su Lihua. Su Lihua and Lu Xinglan led the other, and walked on opposite sides.

"Mr. Lu Xinglan, do you smoke too?"

This is the first time Chen Xiangtai has seen him smoke.

"Don't smoke very much."

He walked in front, covered with snow, stepping on a mark.

She followed, looking for the footprints on the ground, and muttering softly, "Smoking is harmful to health."

Lu Xinglan turned around.

She almost ran into it, panicked under her feet, stepped on a lot of steps, looked up, her eyes were very sharp, like a starry river falling inside.

Lu Xinglan lost consciousness briefly.

The red umbrella and the girl in red clothes made his heart itchy just looking at it.

"Why don't you use an umbrella?" She seemed to forget that they had had an uproar just now. She stepped forward and raised the red umbrella she carried on her shoulders on tiptoes, covering the wind and snow above his head, "It's all wet. Up."

Not only the clothes, but his eyes are also damp, the clothes are made by snow, and the eyes are made by her.

Lu Xinglan squatted down, pushed the leftover cigarette butts into the snow, and then threw them into the trash can.

"Is the wine fully awake?"

He took her umbrella and held it high, leaning toward her.

Chen Xiangtai saw that he couldn't cover the umbrella, so he walked to him. She has a good look in her eyes, as if she has done something wrong and admits her mistake: "Wake up."

"Then what I said, do you remember?"

She lowered her head and looked at her snow boots: "Remember."

As soon as Lu Xinglan lowered his head, he could see her head, which was about to shrink into the tortoise shell, and the exposed white back of her neck. There was wind and a snowflake blowing in.

He reached out and touched it.

The flower that fell on the back of her neck melted, and after the ice was cold, it was her skin, under his fingertips.

She shivered, raised her head, her eyes shy and confused, but she did not hide, any pair of clean and pure eyes reflected his appearance.

"Is it cool?"

"cool."

"Yu Xue went in." He retracted his hand as naturally as possible.

"Oh." The cold part of the back of the neck started to get hot, slowly burning her neck.

Lu Xinglan continued the topic just now: "I am not your benefactor, you have found the wrong person."

"Ok."

Her expression is very complicated, all the tangles are on her face, she can't hide at all.

Lu Xinglan took a step forward, blocking the wanton wind behind him: "What are you going to do with me?"

Her mouth was slightly open and her eyes were blank.

She looks like this, like a fairy boy under the constellation of Star King, who has not been in the world for thousands of years, does not know the world, does not know love, does not know that the fairy who came to steal the treasure has moved his heart and made up his mind to kidnap her into the world. , Ted her to taste the forbidden fruit.

"Watched TV."

"Seen."

He is always dressed in black, his shirt is meticulous, and the buttons are half puzzled. If he is not sleepy, he is serious and magnanimous.

magnanimous?

The beast in his heart has rushed out.

He was tempting: "Then tell me, what relationship can you kiss?"

"I--"

She has an urgent expression and seems to want to explain.

Lu Xinglan interrupted her: "I don't care, you are responsible for kissing me."

How does the fairy boy under the star king understand such entanglement methods, and obediently enter the game: "How to be responsible?"

"What do you mean?"

Lu Xinglan asked back.

But he didn't want an answer. He reached out and buttoned her Little Red Riding Hood. Without letting go, he pulled her into his territory with his hat: "Chen Xiangtai, I want to kiss you, can you give it?"

Fairy boy was bewitched.

She stood on tiptoe and touched his lips: "It's so cold."

"It's hot soon."

He threw the umbrella and kissed her with his head down.

"Lu Xinglan..."

Her words were swallowed intermittently by him: "How do you do."

Yes, thanks to her.

When he let go of her, his breathing was messed up, his eyes moved, his face was red, and his ears were red: "I'll give you three days. When you think about it, come to me."

The little girl grabbed his hand, still panting, not daring to look at him, she dropped her head and nodded.

Lu Xinglan supported her waist: "Can you still find a benefactor?"

She lifted her head, snow fell on her eyelashes, her eyes wet: "I'm looking for."

"You can find it, you can't kiss him." Before the tenderness in his eyes faded, jealousy crawled out to make trouble. He deliberately attacked her, "Any form of saliva will not work!"

The little girl who usually chirps is no longer afraid: "Lu Xinglan, do you like me?"