She wants to get out of bed, relying on her own strength, not to touch him.
Unless you just jump out of bed.
There is no edge to lend her strength.
So all of a sudden, her legs also stepped on the air.
Seeing that the whole person is about to fall to the ground.
A hand came suddenly, grabbed her by the back collar, and dragged her back heavily.
Bai Weiwei suddenly crashed into a warm embrace.
She was stunned.
The man was also hit in the chest and felt a little tight.
She was sluggish for a minute, barely giving the other a chance to touch, she reached out and pushed him away, and rushed out of bed.
She didn't even take off her shoes, her hair was messy, and her eyes turned blankly.
However, he saw that the man was still sitting, with his thin clothes open, revealing a large area of fair skin on his chest.
He also looked at her calmly.
But there was an indescribable emotion in his eyes.
It seemed that he was disliked, and he was surprised.
Bai Weiwei immediately went barefoot to hold a spittoon.
"Master, do you want to vomit?"
Lu Xinglan said with a face: "..."
Bai Weiwei looked worried and put the spittoon beside the bed.
"When I touched you just now, were you disgusting? Don't bear it. Let's take it slow. It's too intimate, you won't be able to bear it."
His misogyny.
so famous.
Who is talking about Lu Xinglan
Not his literary talent, his martial talent.
It's his misogynistic sickness.
Lu Xinglan watched her silently for a while, before he couldn't help but raise his lips. He suppressed a smile: "No, I think my illness seems to be getting better."
Bai Weiwei lowered her head a little helplessly, and reached out to grab her messy clothes.
But when I heard that he was getting better.
Her beautiful eyes lit up, she immediately raised the end of her eyes, and said softly, "Master, is it true?"
Lu Xinglan's gaze fell on her charming and seductive eyes for a moment.
Then he said calmly, "Well, come closer to me, I'll try to see if it's an illusion."
Bai Weiwei immediately ran to the bed with bare feet, as cheerful as a rabbit.
She tried to reach out, but hesitated.
The man sitting on the bed had extremely deep and deep eyes, and the shape of his eyes was extremely beautiful. The slightly long and narrow ends of his eyes had an extremely delicate arc.
He raised his perfectly-line jaw, soft thin lips pursed evenly.
A head of black hair was loosely scattered, a little more casual than usual, and a little more trembling evil.
He saw her hesitate.
The thin pink lips parted lightly, "What's wrong?"
Bai Weiwei blushed, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, don't you feel uncomfortable when I touch it?"
Lu Xinglan lowered his eyes, as if thinking about something.
Then his voice was low and soft, "I don't know, just touch it."
This is extremely rascal.
It's a pity that the little white rabbit in front of him doesn't understand.
Instead, he looked ignorant and stretched out his soft white fingers, like a test, and fell on his shoulders.
"So, do you feel uncomfortable?"
Lu Xinglan glanced sideways and saw the beautiful white lotus-like wrist that she fell on his shoulder.
Slim, but with a rounded fleshy feel.
Extraordinarily cute.
He looked at it for a while, then slowly averted his eyes.
"It's not too bad, you try to touch something else."
Bai Weiwei hesitated for a moment, her fingertips trembled slightly, and touched the edge of his neck lightly.
His pulse seemed to be fast.
It made her fingers tremble.
When the girl's fingers just touched his neck, Lu Xinglan was a little overreacted.
People who come down from the battlefield.
They are very important to their own fatal places.