He is really angry.
With every breath, he could feel his unrestrained anger.
Since the two got acquainted, he usually has a cold temper, and occasionally jokes casually. He has also seen him in the team training when he has a bad temper, but nothing compares to the anger in his eyes at this moment.
He stood there, slumped like a dead tree.
Looking at it from a distance, Nan Chu always felt that it was not like this, it was too strange.
He suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of her, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at her coldly with lowered eyes.
The wind and snow were blowing outside the window. Just after the window was opened, the old wooden window was slammed by the wind, and suddenly there was another gust of wind, which added a bit of tension to the atmosphere when the sword was drawn.
Lin Luxiao bent down slightly, with his hands still in his trouser pockets, looked straight into her eyes, and grinned with sarcasm: "Tell me, what do you want? Huh?"
Nan Chu was not afraid at all, and just stared at him, as if looking at a three-year-old child.
Definitely.
It seems to say - just make trouble, and go home obediently when you have enough trouble.
…
Lin Luxiao's anger couldn't arouse Nan Chu's emotions at all.
She just looked at him calmly from the beginning to the end, and he stared into her eyes, those dark pupils were clean, reflecting his face clearly, her expression completely angered him.
Bending down in front of her, he shouted loudly: "Speak!"
The more he behaved like this, Nan Chu felt that his chances of winning were greater.
It's like watching a play.
"You fucking give me—"
The second half of the sentence was blocked directly, and the lips were soft and cold for a while.
He bent down, the two were looking at each other, Nan Chu leaned forward, and pecked his lips like a superficial peck.
Before he stretched out his hand to push her away, Nan Chu quickly stood up, opened a pair of bright eyes, and looked at him, "There are many things I want, and I want you the most. So, do you understand?"
Lin Luxiao subconsciously licked the corner of his lips, with a fruity smell, what kind of bullshit lipstick is he wearing
In the next second, he lifted the man to the foot of the wall, put his hands on his waist, and exhaled: "Come on, say it again, what do you want?"
Nan Chu obediently stood in the corner, stared at him, and hooked up at the end of his eyes: "You."
He snapped: "Speak up!"
Nan Chu lowered his eyes, stopped making small expressions, less seductive, and said calmly, "Let's make up."
Lin Luxiao took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, put it in his mouth, lowered his head and lit it, and said casually: "I don't believe you anymore."
Nan Chu was silent, leaning against the wall, watching him smoke, the military lining on his head, the tip of his throat rolling slightly as the smoke drifted away.
He dusted off the cigarette and said indifferently: "Back then in the hospital, you said to break up, but I disagreed, and you just walked away without even notifying me. I crawled into the ward in the middle of the night and saw the door was open. Tell me, you went to the United States, and what I was thinking when I was sitting on the hospital bed was whether you ever liked me?"
Ninety-seven percent of the world's exes will break up again for the same reason.
The so-called broken mirror is hard to round, even if it takes time to patch the gaps back piece by piece, the traces cannot be eliminated.
It doesn't matter if you are misunderstood or discriminated against.
No matter how hard and tired, no matter how big the storm is, I have seen it.
What made him angry was her attitude of leaving so easily.
With a cigarette in his mouth, he smiled mockingly: "Da Liu said that you are young, not firm enough, and easy to run away when things happen. Guess how I told him?"
Looking back now it's a slap in the face.
He snorted softly, held half a cigarette between his fingertips and hadn't smoked it for a long time, leaned over and wringed it out directly into the ashtray beside him.
Flipping his hand back into his pocket, he said indifferently, "Go back, don't waste your time with me, and don't look for me anymore, I don't believe you anymore."
Outside the window, the snow was flying all over the sky, falling all over the house, but no footprints could be found.
Nan Chu watched him turn and leave, watched him slam the door and go out, his back was determined, as if he would never come back.
The coldness came.
The temples twitched tightly, one dull and the other dull, Nan Chu felt that he might have miscalculated.
…
Lin Luxiao went downstairs.
The aunt was surprised when she saw him coming down quickly with her sweater on. In the past, when the family members of the army came, they didn't stay inside for an hour or two.
Lin Luxiao was not in a hurry to leave, but stood downstairs smoking two cigarettes, and teased the little golden retriever squatting on the side of the road. It was raised by his aunt's son. The son was studying abroad, and the puppy was thrown to him. The mother raised it.
Lin Luxiao scratched the golden retriever's chin while smoking a cigarette, and asked casually, "Is it going to be a holiday soon?"
Hearing the sound, the aunt replied: "Yes, my son is coming back soon. I probably have a feeling. He has been excited these few days."
The golden retriever jumped up and down and had a great time with Lin Luxiao.
Auntie: "You are very good at training dogs."
Lin Luxiao smiled: "Is there a military dog in the team? I used to train them a lot. This little thing is more loyal than people."
Auntie nodded in agreement.
After Lin Luxiao finished smoking, he looked up and saw Nan Chu leaning on the railing, staring at him.
He looked away flatly, waved to the golden retriever, "Let's go."
Just for a moment, the golden retriever seemed to have become dependent on Lin Luxiao, barking at his back.
Lin Luxiao didn't look back, he strode away, like a slow motion of a snow scene stretched until the green disappeared into the end of the vastness.
How can a dog be more loyal than a man
Ren'er has disappeared, and Nan Chu is still immersed in that sentence.
…
A big beauty lived in the family courtyard, and the news quickly spread in the team within two days.
When they heard that they were here to see Lord Xiao, the fans became even more excited.
However, apart from the first day, Lin Luxiao hadn't been seen in the family courtyard since then. Someone in the team didn't believe it, and asked Zhao Guo, "Is it really to see Lin Luxiao?"
"Of course." Zhao Guo grasped the source of all the gossip. Everyone was very curious about this beautiful woman, but no one had seen her face. When she went out to practice, she saw the beautiful woman leaning on the balcony from a distance—pressing her legs.
The pressure is very standard, and the temperament is a bit like a female soldier in an art troupe.
So I guessed that it was the female soldier Lin Luxiao knew from the previous team? Instead, I heard that there are quite a few female soldiers in the north who are well-groomed and more heroic than men in military uniforms.
However, Lin Luxiao, the owner of Gossip, acted like a normal person, going out for exercises as usual, running, cross-country with weights, and climbing stairs for training, as if the matter of the hidden beauty in the golden house had nothing to do with him.
Everyone resentful.
Here, Nan Chu was talking to Yan Dai while pressing his legs on the balcony.
Her body was too soft, and her curves were bent to the extreme, which made the aunt downstairs tremble with fear. This little girl has a good waist.
"If the captain refuses to see you, it's useless for you to stay there. Or if you come back, let's think of a way."
Nan Chu changed her posture unhurriedly, her eyes fell on the front, a group of muscular men in camouflage were organizing stair climbing training, she glanced over there, and she could see Lin Luxiao at a glance without looking.
The hardest one at the back of the head.
His movements were standard and fast. As soon as the escalator was hung on the window, the person climbed up quickly like a clockwork, stacking up one layer at a time, and it took about ten seconds to climb the sixth floor.
Going up to the window on the sixth floor, with a weight of fifty kilograms, he straddled his waist directly, grabbed the body hanging by the bed, stepped on the wall with both feet, and quickly lowered to the ground.
After observing for a few days, the daily training content is almost the same, quite boring and complicated.
However, in an army full of masculine hormones.
Nan Chu enjoyed such a scene very much.
"Wait a little longer." She looked far ahead, "The mountain is covered by heavy snow, so I can't get out."
Yan Dai teased: "I think your heart has been sealed, well, you should stay there, it's best to just bring a baby back."
"Good idea." Nan Chu's eyes lit up, and after careful consideration, this method is really feasible.
After all, Lin Luxiao likes children.
The person on the other end of the phone ruthlessly exposed her: "Forgive me, you are a cold empress right now, and you won't even get a chance to face her—"
Nan Chu looked back at the box of sexy clothes in the room, if he had no chance to create a chance, he would have to wear it.
…
On this day, Nan Chu's face was pale, and his lips were bloodless. When he went downstairs and passed the lobby, the auntie saw how this baby became like this, and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"
Nan Chu coughed "violently" twice, and said weakly, "I have a cold, Auntie, is there a pharmacy nearby?"
The aunt is enthusiastic, seeing her like this, why is she still willing to let her go out, and dragged her back, her small body is thin, but she can't hold up to the aunt's hulu, she is very light, and she touched her forehead, "Why do you still have a fever?" Well, you go back and lie down, and I'll go out and buy it for you."
Nan Chu insisted: "Just tell me, and I'll drop by the way."
As a result, the aunt got angry, "It's all like this, why are you wandering around, go up and lie down, and I will buy it for you."
Nan Chu was almost dragged back upstairs by his aunt.
The aunt went downstairs, thinking about this matter as she walked, and she had to tell Xiao Lu, otherwise the little girl would be so pitiful.
So he bought the medicine and went to the training ground to find Lin Luxiao.
The soldiers were resting and sitting together. Lin Luxiao was standing, leaning against the tree trunk with folded arms, listening to their nonsense. The men talked about military affairs, games, and women. , mostly silent.
Zhao Guo ran over: "Lu Xiao, Auntie is looking for you."
Lin Luxiao raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked over, the aunt was holding a bag of things in her hand, and waved at him anxiously.
His heart sank, he got up and ran over.
"The little girl is sick, and it's quite serious. I can see her appearance, and she can't walk steadily. Why don't you go and see, send someone to the hospital or..." Seeing that he didn't go for several days, the aunt thought it was the hospital. Back the two quarreled, and kindly exaggerated.
After all, it is too pitiful to leave people alone like that.
Before the auntie could finish speaking, Lin Luxiao ran to the family building at such a high speed that the auntie chased after him all the way without catching up.
I was really flustered.
The more I think about it, the more I feel that I am a fucking bastard who came all the way to find you anyway, and it's fine if I don't give you a good face, and I made people sick, and I blamed myself all the way.
But once you open the door, you're a fool.
The little girl has a high level of morality, so she knew she was pretending to be sick.
There seemed to be a tight rein in my heart, which broke completely the moment I pushed the door open. The nervousness just now seemed so stupid. Lin Luxiao restrained his anger abruptly, turned around and was about to slam the door and leave.
Hugged by Nan Chu, he raised his head to kiss him, "I was wrong."
She admitted her mistake in a low voice.
Lin Luxiao looked down at her coldly, his gaze was sharper than a knife's edge, "Release."
Nan Chu hugged him even tighter, biting his sharp Adam's apple, and gently licking with the tip of his tongue, "Let go and you will run away."
Flirting skills are also known.
Lin Luxiao remained unmoved.
Nan Chu stepped up to kiss his lips, but he was tall and his chin was slightly raised. No matter how she pushed, she could only kiss his chin.
She simply sucked his chin.
Some thorns.
"You haven't shaved off your stubble."
In the past, before meeting her, Lin Luxiao would shave very cleanly, because he was afraid of stabbing her when they were intimate. Now, there are no women, and there is no intimacy. The team is full of rough men.
It's done after scraping, and I won't deliberately trim it in the mirror.
"But I like it, it's good like this, it's better to be rough."
Lin Luxiao tilted his head, pressed her head with his palm, pushed back, moved her clingy mouth away from him, and sneered: "Interesting?"
"After all these years, haven't you made any progress outside, and have learned to lie? Huh?"