Chapter 62: Morning Light

When he woke up, the sky was already bright, Lu Hexi turned his head and saw Zong Wei standing under the osmanthus tree outside the window, today's Zong Wei was wearing a black Mao suit, with thin short hair and a straight stand-up collar, which set off this man's uprightness. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before she could get out, she saw the courtyard door of the small courtyard open, and a person she had seen in the hotel before walked in with two porcelain bowls in his hand and a cage of steamed buns. He disappeared for a moment, as if to put something away, and then came back in a moment.

Lu Hexi looked out the window quietly, this can be regarded as Zong Wei's private residence, few people come, and at this time, someone from TJ Hotel came over. She always had some bad premonitions in her heart.

The voice outside the window was not loud, but his ears were as sensitive as Lu Hexi, and he probably heard some conversations.

It is vaguely known that Yoshiko Kawashima left in a café in Beiyang New Town with a Soviet woman, who was supposed to be Soviet agent Rose.

When Rose was mentioned, Lu Hexi's eyelashes twitched, although Zong Wei had already said last night that the halo and rumors released pointed the Soviets at the RB Military Department, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt that with Kawashima Yoshiko's methods and cunning, even if she was deliberately lured to Rose, she might not follow her so obediently.

Whatever the conspirators do, they have some ill-intentioned intentions, not to mention that this time the conspirator who is good at playing with conspiracies is still a paranoid and a madman!

She propped herself up, grabbed her shoulders and got out of bed, pushing open the carved wooden door of the room, and there was only one person left outside, standing in front of the small wooden table in the courtyard, fiddling with a plate of pickled cucumbers on the table.

"Zong Wei. Lu Hexi's voice was hoarse, and the wound was inflamed, causing her to have a fever in the second half of the night.

"Why did you come out?" Zong Wei heard the voice, and saw Lu Hexi with his hair scattered, wearing only a thin pajamas, and two white and tender little feet looming under the wide skirt.

And that delicate little face is bloodless, but it looks like a pair of autumn eyes are extraordinarily black and white, which is very moving.

"I was still having a fever last night, and it was still cold outside, and you still dared to come out barefoot!" Zong Wei hurried over, and was about to bend down to pick up Lu Hexi, but saw her flash two steps to the side, so he gave up, "Don't move, I'll go get you shoes." ”

"Hmm. "I have to say that even though the sun is shining, the wind in the morning still makes people feel a little cold.

When Zong Wei took out a pair of cotton slippers and draped a light but warm thin fur coat on Lu Hexi's body, she felt that the chill in her body gradually dissipated.

"I heard what you just said. Lu Hexi saw that Zong Wei was still tying the ribbon on her neckline after hearing this, presumably there was no big problem with hearing this information, and continued, "I always feel that with Kawashima Yoshiko's personality, they won't just let them take it away." What do you think?" she is good at killing, but intelligence analysis is really not her strong point.

Zong Wei tied the bow and said with a smile: "When you get up in the morning, you don't brush your teeth or wash your face, just discuss this with me? ”

"Zong Wei!" Lu Hexi frowned, when was he still so leisurely, didn't he think of the most terrible consequences that these things could bring?

"We'll talk while eating, let's go, let's wash our faces first. The gentle-smiling, student-like man really didn't seem to take Yoshiko Kawashima's careful thinking to heart, as if all the shocking things that the woman had done were no more important than the two bowls of tofu brains and two drawers of steamed buns on the small table, or the girl with messy hair in front of him.

It's not that he is nostalgic and greedy for warmth and ordinariness, but that he can really give Lu Hexi a feeling of "the overall situation is under control".

There was an inexplicable weird feeling in my heart, as if I was a little happy, but I was confused.

Lu Hexi followed behind Zong Wei blankly, she didn't understand what this strange mood was that she had never had, and she didn't know how to deal with it.

For an agent, emotions can be used, but they should never be possessed or invested in.

A female instructor had told him before that they could be actors when necessary.

"Do you want to comb your hair?" After washing his face, Zong Wei looked at Lu Hexi's unkempt hair with a somewhat melancholy expression, usually seeing her always have long hair that is oily and slippery and satin-like, why is it that she has messy hair when she arrives here, and she feels a little yellow.

Lu Hexi's expression was a little embarrassed, she shouldn't have washed her hair for two days, and it was normal to be messed up like this, but Zong Wei's disgusted expression made her feel very unhappy......

"Comb, comb, of course, hair. "The weather is hot now, her hair is long, and yesterday it was a fight and a killing, and the smell of sweat and blood in her hair has been running into her nose, and she smells uncomfortable to death.

"You help me comb my hair first, and I'll wash it when I go back tonight." "She can't let Zong Wei wash her hair, that scene is very unimaginable.

There is a comb on the sink, a wood-colored semicircular comb, the comb is dotted with a few magnolias, and the end of the comb is tied with a silver tassel, which looks very simple.

Lu Hexi looked at the comb for a long time, but Zong Wei behind her didn't move at all, she was about to turn back, when she heard Zong Wei ask, "You went back, who washed your hair?"

"Huh?" This question sounds a little weird, but there are only two people in the Lin Mansion, so naturally it is ...... "Lin Xie." He used to wash my hair often...... "I was so tired after going out on a mission or training that I didn't want to move at all, and sometimes she would be a little willful and let Lin Xie wash her hair, whether it was in a villa in Moscow or in Beiping, the two of them always lived together."

Vaguely felt that a hand had penetrated into his hair, and when Zong Wei's fingertips gently crossed his scalp, Lu Hexi shook unconsciously, what is Zong Wei doing?

"Eat first. The voice behind him was very serious, "After eating, I'll wash your hair." ”

"You ......" Lu Hexi turned around and was about to refute, but was confused by Zong Wei's slightly displeased and annoyed eyes, what does this mean?