He leaned over slowly, stretched out his big palm, brushed off the blanket on Xiao Lu Wu's body, and looked at Xiao Lu Wu's pink carved face.

Xiao Lu Wu woke up suddenly, opened a pair of big eyes, and looked at the man with a sly look.

The man stretched out his hand and touched Xiao Lu Yan's little face tenderly and lovingly.

"Daddy~"

Grandma Lu screamed sweetly again.

"Daddy~Ha, Daddy~"

"Huh."

The man next to him laughed lowly, and his voice was extremely hoarse, like a scrub.

Then he made a silent gesture lightly to stop Xiao Lu from speaking.

Who is he?

Xia Xiwan trembled with slender Yujie, wanting to open her eyes, is this a dream, is this a dream?

She wanted to see his face, and she wanted to know who this man was.

Why did he feel so familiar to her?

Then the man slowly put his arm on the back of the chair behind her, and gave her a big palm to support her little head, so that she rested on his shoulder.

His shoulders are no longer stiff, and he is as languishing as an old man, but he has a reassuring and calm power in him, which makes her want to rely on it, rely on it forever, and never leave.

The surroundings were quiet, and the bus was heading ahead, and there were only three of them on board.

The man next to her hugged her, and then lowered his eyes to look at her little face, he slowly pasted it, using his nose against the delicate muscles on her face, gently and gently rubbing, with deep attachment and longing.

Soon, his lips kissed hers, touching her delicate red lips.

He kissed her softly, drawing her delicate lip line little by little, as if he was treating some rare treasure.

He didn't exert himself, he didn't dare to exert himself.

Just kissed for a few seconds, really only a few seconds, and the brief felt like a dream, and he let go of her.

His body began to tremble and he couldn't breathe.

Xia Xiwan heard his rapid breathing, he seemed to be having trouble breathing, his thin chest went up and down, inhaled, exhaled, maybe he would lose his breath in the next second.

The two men in black quickly put an oxygen mask on his face and lifted him into a wheelchair.

He's gone.

He's gone...

Xia Xiwan looked at his weak back and tried to open her mouth to call him, but she closed her red lips and couldn't make any sound of pain.

Soon he disappeared from her sight.

Don't go.

Don't go!

Please, don't go!

Lu Hanting!

Xia Xiwan screamed heartbreakingly, and suddenly opened her eyes.

The moment she opened her eyes, her face was so hot, as if something had fallen down all of a sudden, she was still on this bus, but her tears were blurred, and her little face was full of tears.

Xia Xiwan was suddenly confused, what's wrong with her, was it a dream just now?

The bus was still running smoothly, Xiao Lu was lying in her arms, her little pink face was buried in the blanket, and she slept extremely sweetly, still the same as before she fell asleep, nothing had changed.

It was just a dream.

She dreamed... Lu Hanting.

That weak man was Lu Hanting.

Was it because she missed him so much that she hallucinated?

However, the dream just now was so real, as if he was by her side and never left.

--A small story of Lu Liu's daily story--

She confessed that she was hooking. Lead him.

Lu Sijue was stunned, looking at her appearance at the moment, there was such a bright and fiery side hidden under her cold and alluring appearance, since they met in the temple, they tried their best to get close to him and attract his attention.