Chapter 104: Chapter 101: Can We Continue?
Leng Yue hung high in the sky, casting a clear, cold moonlight that seed to stretch like water.
It poured over two figures on the grass beside the tent, casting their shadows that drew ever closer together.
Wen Xian’s breath nearly halted. This scene had long been cherished in the depths of her heart, but as it approached, she felt her heart might burst forth, her ears burning hot.
Her fair cheeks blushed a light red, her crow-feather-like long, curly lashes fluttered gently, extrely shy.
Lowering her eyelids, she dared not look at him.
He slightly tilted his head, his gaze falling on her bright, full lips…
The shadows on the grass showed the two nearly touching each other.
But then—at that mont—
A cellphone ringtone suddenly erupted, shattering the scene—!
The two stiffened for a mont, the next second, Wen Xian hurriedly scrambled to pull out her phone, feeling ten thousand “grass mud horses” galloping through her heart!!!
Almost bursting into tears, damn it, who would call at this ti? She wanted to kill them!
She took out her phone and when she saw the na on the screen, she nearly fainted from anger.
Lu Xiao stared at the na displayed on her phone screen:
Huo Qi.
A dark storm suddenly seed to surge in his eyes.
Again him.
Interrupted them.
Good, very good.
Lu Xiao remained silent, a fierce glint flashing through his cold, dark eyes, the air around him suddenly dropped a few degrees.
Wen Xian never wanted to slaughter Huo Qi more than at that mont, anger pushing her to switch off her phone and toss it onto the grass.
At once, the air fell back into silence, a deadly silence.
However, this ti, the silence bore a sowhat undefined, indescribable awkwardness.
“Why not answer it?”
His lips barely moved, his tone a bit colder.
Wen Xian’s heart trembled, she quickly grabbed his sleeve and looked at him with a pitiful explanation, “I don’t know him well, I don’t recognize him, we have nothing to do with each other.”
Her survival instinct exploded.
Ha…!
Lu Xiao’s lips curled slightly, his gaze shifting to the distant night sky, his voice extrely indifferent, “If you don’t know him, how does he have your phone number?”
Wen Xian, aggrieved: “I swear, I have nothing to do with him. He’s been pursuing , but I’ve always treated him like a sister.”
“Sister?”
Lu Xiao frowned.
A woman?
But the next second, for her man, Wen Xian absolutely crucified Huo Qi.
She said eagerly, “He looks like a woman, prettier than if possible; he’s just a sissy! A pretty boy! I’m not interested, not at all. I’m only interested in you—only you. From the first mont I saw you, I fell for you, the first mont I saw you, I wanted to—that—that—”
Realizing what she was saying, she abruptly stopped.
Furiously embarrassed, how could she accidentally reveal her true thoughts like that.
Lu Xiao: “…”
Saw him and instantly fell for him?
The first mont, wanted to what?
The air fell silent again, but this ti, the surrounding aura turned sowhat restless, provoking one’s blood to stir uneasily.
After a long while, a voice as soft and shy as a mosquito’s spoke out, “…but, can we continue?”
“Continue what?”
He asked.
Wen Xian: “…”
In that instant, her heart was wounded. Continue what? Couldn’t he guess?
Her eyes slightly downcast, hiding the loss within: “Nevermind, nothing—it’s nothing. I’m tired. Let’s just go inside—Oh…!”
Before she could finish, her chin was suddenly lifted.
Under the gentle yet cold moonlight.
He tilted his head, and kissed her.
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