Chapter Seventy-One
Inside the apartment.
As soon as Lu Xiubai went home and opened the door, he saw a busy figure preparing dinner in the kitchen, and before he could say anything, he met those apologetic eyes.
"I'm sorry, Xiubai."
"So many things happened at once, and I couldn't prepare a celebration banquet for you."
Ye Ning wore an apron with small flowers, her long hair was simply pulled up, and her fair and cold face was not powdered, but it added a bit of fireworks.
She stopped what she was doing and turned to come out of the kitchen, only to bump into her broad chest.
"Lemon."
Lu Xiubai stretched out his arms and tightly encircled her into his arms, his chin gently pressed against her soft hair, and his mouth only called her name, but it was full of a thousand words.
Ye Ning struggled slightly, and glanced at him.
"I smell of oil smoke all over my body......"
"I should believe in you unconditionally." The strength on Lu Xiubai's hand tightened, and he closed his eyes, as if he was a little afraid.
"You know, the moment I saw you jump into the water, I really thought I was going to lose you."
The scattered light outside the window flickered and fell on the side of the man's face in front of him, with a high nose bridge and a tight lip line, but the deep eyes looking at her were full of confusion.
That moment of being regarded as a treasure, she couldn't stop it.
"Stupid, isn't that what I'm doing?" Ye Ning bent her eyebrows, leaned lightly on his warm and broad chest, and the fingers standing with minced garlic gently slid over his neck.
"I said, my life will be planted in your hands."
Feeling some heavy breathing from the people around her, Ye Ning felt that it was not good, but before she could react, she felt a tightness on her waist, and the whole person was pressed against the wall of the living room.
"Those rumors, you actually still care."
Lu Xiubai lowered his head and stared at her eyes, raising his eyebrows slightly, but his gaze seemed to crash straight into her heart and pierce her.
“…… I. Ye Ning trembled slightly, even for a moment, he accurately captured a trace of fragility in her eyes.
"It's okay." Lu Xiubai suddenly softened, leaned over and landed a light kiss on her forehead, as if comforting.
"When the sky falls, I will protect you."
"I just want you to be happy and live this life with me carefree."
His slender knuckles gently brushed her brows and eyes, and his expression was gentle.
"You didn't need to be so strong."
Hearing this, Ye Ning's body trembled violently, and the complex emotions in her heart surged violently, almost wanting to drown her.
The ugly, rotten scars, the gurgling blood.
It was slowly healing at this moment.
She stood on tiptoe slightly, kissed the cold, soft lips of the person in front of her, and chuckled.
"Xiubai, willing to ...... Tell me a story. ”