Chapter 217: She's Unproductive

The light from the window shone on the neatly laid single bed.

Spread on a wooden floor.

The location of the doorway was plunged into darkness beyond the reach of the moonlight.

Secret, and the undercurrent surges.

Everything seemed to be quiet, and only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

Finally, her soft voice slowly sounded in my ears at this time:

"Lu Xiao, I, I'm going back to the crew tomorrow. ”

The time with him always passed quickly, and she was reluctant to part with him, more reluctant to give up each time than once.

Lu Xiao noticed that she was holding him, and hugged him tighter.

Bowing his head, one arm wrapped around her slender waist, his eyes were dark, and he asked in a deep voice, "So?"

She didn't think the two would be separated again.

It's just that she doesn't know, in addition to him also having to investigate whether Fang Zhi has violated the law, he has an important new task these days, and he has to go over there.

Archaeological experts in Tibet dug up a number of precious cultural relics during their investigations, which are of great cultural research value.

So after entering Qinghai from Tibet, they will be handed over to protect and escort them to a national museum here.

The mission may be dangerous, because according to people on the Tibetan side, there may be rumors of some cultural relics escorting.

So he wouldn't tell her until the mission was over.

Wen Xian didn't speak, but just buried his head in his chest, and a small hand slid down, as if he was eagerly pulling some belt.

It seemed that she could only feel safe when she was completely close to him.

Lu Xiao stared at her with his eyes down, watching her movements, not taking the initiative or blocking her, but his eyes were like the night outside the window, getting darker and darker.

The more Wen Xian wanted to tear it off, the more clumsy his hand became, but he still looked like he was doing nothing.

In the end, she gritted her teeth slightly, and scolded in a low voice: "These pants are really the most useless invention in the world." ”

What kind of pants this man is wearing, she is really anxious to die.

She tossed and turned for a long time to no avail, and his low chuckle fell from the top of her head.

Wen Xian suddenly felt a heat on his face, and then his little hand was suddenly held by him.

A nice voice fell from his ears, and he seemed to have a faint smile, and he said, "I'll come by myself." ”

It seems that he is like a person who looks at the whole picture, looking at her anxious, looking at her shy, and watching her annoyed.

But he is as steady as Mount Tai, and she can hook her without much effort, and she is confused.

Wen Xian snorted, listening to the sound of squirming and unleashing, and she buried herself in his chest in shame.

What's going on.

Why is there still some inexplicable shame all of a sudden?

Sleep with him, it's like the first time.

If he wants to be addicted to her all night, he can't be separated.

After he pulled the belt out, he pulled her away slightly, and his deep voice added a bit of dull temptation to the night: "I'll go take a shower first." ”

"Let's go together?" Wen Xian said subconsciously, staring at him blankly.

Lu Xiao directly pulled her out of the way, and said angrily and funny: "What's the hurry, look at your little breath, wipe your saliva." ”

Before Lu Xiao entered, he raised his arm and lifted his shirt, revealing his strong and sturdy back with three or two strokes.

Wen Xian rubbed the corners of his mouth, and was suddenly embarrassed, but when he stared at Lu Xiao's back again, his eyes suddenly widened.

looked at it stupidly, and said unashamedly:

"That's it, what's wrong with it, I'm just hungry for you, that big flat ocean is all the saliva I left for you!"