This kind of detaining so many women to keep him a widow.
Do it less in the future.
Women are lonely and crazy, and can't do anything.
The most venomous means often come from the harem.
This kind of suffering, the emperor family knows best.
Lu Xinglan returned to his yard and suddenly found a terrible thing.
There is only one bed in his room.
He hugged the girl and was sluggish for a long time before his eyes slowly fell on a reclining chair.
The chair... long is long, uncomfortable.
Bai Weiwei woke up for a while and saw with her own eyes how Lu Xinglan kicked people away.
Confirmed the ferocity in his rumors.
Then he went back to sleep again.
After all, in his sleep, he was pulling a sober string and pulling Lu Xinglan's clothes with his hands.
But she practiced many times before it was so natural.
They're all junkies.
It doesn't matter if you are familiar with it, you can automatically catch it.
Poisoning also consumes energy. She slept until night before getting up with a yawn.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Shutong staring at her with a paralyzed face.
Bai Weiwei also said: "..."
Finally, the boy said, "Wake up."
Bai Weiwei: "Yeah."
The book boy brought a plate with a bowl of porridge on it.
"Eat it, don't eat too much after being poisoned, and eat it tomorrow."
The book boy explained it dryly like an endorsement.
Bai Weiwei was really hungry, she held up the bowl and chopsticks reservedly, and whispered, "Thank you."
The book boy said indifferently: "Tomorrow I will get some meat for you to eat."
Then he turned and left, whispering disgust when he went out.
"The voice is so small, there must be not enough meat to eat, and the voice is starving."
Bai Weiwei: "..."
Holding the bowl, she sat down on the chair.
The chair was a little high, and she carefully touched the Higaki wood under the chair with her feet, then lowered her head and took a small bite.
Suddenly the broken beads were blown by the wind.
Bai Weiwei's eyelashes trembled, and when she looked up, she saw a man entering through the bead curtain.
He had just finished bathing, his black hair fell behind him, and the slender eyelashes were full of wet mist, which made his eyes dark and deep.
Exceptionally pure and beautiful.
Seeing the girl sitting on the chair, taking a sip of porridge, stared at him blankly.
Lu Xinglan's expression froze, and then he couldn't help standing with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently, "In the future, I will live here."
Bai Weiwei held the bowl and buried her face in the bowl.
She blushed, raised her eyes slightly, and whispered, "Yes, young master."
Lu Xinglan didn't say anything, as if he was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, he turned around and went to the desk to read.
He jumped directly, and lay down on the sandalwood bench with the book.
The chair creaked.
Silence all around.
The two were speechless.
Lu Xinglan flipped through the book, and out of the corner of the eye looked at her secretly through the pages.
Finding that she had finished her porridge, she silently put the bowl on the table.
Then she was in her cuff, groping.
Like the wrist of the white lotus root, it sticks out cleanly from the cuff.
He stared at her beautiful wrist and found that she just took out a handkerchief and wiped her cherry red lips.
Clean and seductive.
Under the lamp, beauty is more beautiful.
Lu Xinglan shook his chair and drew his attention back to the military book.
But every now and then, his eyes would run away from home and look at the girl sitting under the lamp.
curious about her.
Certainly not a special emotion.
It's a rare one that isn't disgusting, just curious.
Lu Xinglan thought so calmly.
Finally, it was almost time. He took away the book and said coldly, "Don't take a rest, you are not healthy because of the poisoning. If you don't sleep, do you want me to buy a coffin for you?"
Bai Weiwei was sitting obediently in the chair and didn't dare to move.
As soon as I heard it, I immediately shook my head, and my voice became eager, "No, no, I have the money to buy it myself, and I don't need the young master's money."
Lu Xinglan: "..."