Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 386 Going Further, Behind the Scenes
The two looked at each other, and the undercurrent surged.

"When is it Wen Yin's turn to pick you up?"

Fury stood up straight, with his upper back leaning back, his hands crossed his chest, his peach blossom eyes were deep, revealing a bright disdain, and the corners of his mouth curled up in sarcasm.

He Bancai was not annoyed at all, his handsome and elegant face was faint, and he even smiled slightly at Fu Rui, and said lightly: "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."

The marriage contract is broken, it doesn't matter at all.

A few cracks appeared on Fury's flamboyant and delicate face, and he curled up and clenched his hands subconsciously.

"I grew up with her." Fury retorted, "It's her brother, do you think it has anything to do with it?"

"Brother?" He Bancai's expression remained unchanged, with sporadic smiles on his face, "That's the best."

I also hope it's just a brother.

Fury's clenched hands clenched even tighter.

He Bancai raised his hand, the moment was displayed on his wrist.

Wen Yin should be coming down soon.

Putting down his hand, his eyes moved away from the watch and fell on Fury.

"Mr. Fury is also waiting for someone here?"

Fury's eyes flickered, and he sneered: "It's none of your business."

The conversation between the two is very familiar.

He Bancai remained silent, with a gentle and polite smile on his lips, his eyes moved away from Fu Rui, and fell in front of the light ladder in the Dark Lord's clubhouse.

Quietly waiting for Wen Yin to come.

He ignored Fury, and Fury got worse.

He Bancai came to wait for Wenyin, so why is he standing here?
Watching him wait?

Fury wanted to leave, but his feet seemed to be rooted, and there was no sign of moving.

For the remaining minutes, Fury didn't know what he was doing.

Just standing there, He Bancai waited for someone, and he just stood there, not moving at all.

The light ladder door opened slowly.

Wen Yin and Nan Shu stood side by side, with Geng Yiqiu Bo Ling standing behind them.

The four walked out of the light ladder one after another.

He Bancai caught Wen Yin in an instant on the wooden pipe locked in front of the light ladder.

A smile suddenly appeared on the face that had been normal just now, like lovers falling in love, they lifted their steps lightly, and walked straight to Wen Yin.

"Is the party over?"

"Yeah." Wen Yin laughed, the dimples on her cheeks were slightly sweet, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

He Bancai shook his head, with fondness in his eyes, "Small things."

Fu Rui's body was covered by the crystal sculpture in front of the Dark Lord's door. He folded his arms around his chest, and stared at the warm and smiling two people in front of him.

Under the flamboyant and delicate face, something was breaking fast, and the twinkling peach blossom eyes were mixed with jealousy and anger.

The gaze was too intense, Nan Shu realized that her almond eyes looked straight at the source of the gaze.

After the crystal carving, Fu Rui exposed half of his body, his eyes were burning and dark, staring at Wen Yin and He Bancai.

Nan Shu was startled, and her good eyesight allowed Fu Rui to see every subtle expression in her eyes.

Inexplicably, Nan Shu had a thought: Fu Rui, do you really not like Wen Yin?

Geng Yiqiu, Bo Ling, naturally noticed Fu Rui, and saw that Fu Rui was not looking at them, so he didn't make a sound.

"Let's go out first, the car is outside." He Bancai bowed his head and said.

Wen Yin nodded, followed He Bancai, and walked slowly towards the door.

After walking a few steps, Wen Yin caught a glimpse of the figure behind the crystal sculpture from the corner of her eye, and her footsteps stopped.

Fury put down the hand that was tightly held by him, walked towards Wen Yin step by step with a sullen face.

Looking at this scene, Nan Shu, an outsider, felt that Fu Rui was a bit like a genuine husband who caught rape on the spot.

Shaking her head, Nan Shu shook off this weird feeling, and her eyes fell on the three of them.

Nan Shu didn't leave, and Bo Ling didn't move either. He wasn't interested in other people's affairs, so he just stood behind Nan Shu, waiting for Nan Shu to go out.

Geng Yiqiu also waited together.

Happy to watch the play.

He Bancai's smile gradually faded when he saw Wen Yin, his eyes were calm, and a trace of alertness rose.

"Fury, what are you doing here?" Wen Yin looked at him.

"Where is he taking you?" Fury completely ignored Wen Yin's question, his eyes locked on her.

"Go home." Wen Yin frowned.

"Tch." Fury said, "No."

These words also aroused the dissatisfaction of Wen Yin and He Bancai.

"Why?" Wen Yin's tone became more serious.

Fury choked slightly when he asked this question, but then put his hands in his pockets, suppressed the pain in his heart, and said in a more domineering tone: "It's so late, it's not appropriate to let another man deliver it."

Immediately, Fu Rui said again: "Uncle Wen will also be worried. For your brother's sake, I will send you back."

Fury wants to take her back.

Wen Yin was stunned for a moment, this was really the first time, her puzzled and astonished eyes fell on Fu Rui's pretty face, trying to figure out something.

Fu Rui tensed his face, and the casual and natural expression on his face could hardly be maintained under Wen Yin's pure gaze.

"You want to send me back?" Wen Yin still couldn't believe it.

Fury was annoyed, and took out his hand in his pocket, his tone seemed impatient, "Yes! Come with me now."

"Mr. Fury."

He Bancai interjected.

The suppressed fire in Fury's heart grew stronger, and his eyes fell on He Bancai, "Say something quickly."

He Bancai had a gentle smile, which was quite different from Fury's harsh attitude.

"Uncle Wen knows me, and he must be at ease if I send Wen Wen home."

The peach blossom wine I gave a few days ago was not for nothing.

There was a faint fire in Fu Rui's heart, and he asked, "Uncle Wen, don't worry?"

"En." He Bancai was confident.

The implication is very obvious, the father is relieved, there is nothing to worry about your improperly named "brother".

Fury understood, but he was more concerned about another point.

Why Bancai is already so familiar with Wen Hai?

After meeting the parents, Wen Hai is very satisfied with He Bancai?

The speculation made Fury uncomfortable.

"Mr. Fury, it's getting late, Wen Wen and I will leave first."

He Bancai is as gentle and polite as ever.

Fury lowered his brows, rubbed his fingertips on his palms again and again, "Wait a minute."

The two looked at him.

Fu Rui turned to Wen Yin, "It's better not to bother outsiders, I'll see you off, let's go."

He said this casually, and even through his face, there was a faint look of "reluctantly".

Wen Yin saw the "reluctance".

The smile on his face dissipated, "No need, why don't I see you off, you go back to the private room."

She will not waste his precious play time.

With that said, Wen Yin was leaving.

Fury was stunned by the unexpected reaction, and quickly raised his hand, trying to stop Wen Yin.

But it was blocked by a hand that appeared out of nowhere.

Looking along the arm, it was He Bancai's face.

Plain, with a polite and distant smile.

"Mr. Fury, Wen Wen has me, so we won't waste your time."

After finishing speaking, He Bancai let go of Fu Rui's hand, followed Wen Yin's footsteps, and left.

No one looked back.

Fury stood on the spot, his face seemed dazed and angry.

Nan Shu watched the whole process from the sidelines, looking at Fu Rui at this moment, she probably understood a little bit.

Sighing lightly, he also left.

Fans of the authorities, I hope that after Fury figured it out, he won't regret it.

He Bancai's car automatically drove in front of the two of them. Wen Yin waved to Nan Shu. After saying goodbye, he got into the car with He Bancai and left.

Bo Ling glanced at the dark sky, and said to Nan Shu, "I'll take you back."

Geng Yiqiu, who followed Bo Ling all the way, touched his nose and said wittily, "I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and waited for the two to answer, then walked towards his car in a cool manner.

Nan Shu looked away and said to Bo Ling, "No need, someone will pick me up."

It should be there soon.

Bo Ling was silent, and after a while, he asked, "Is it Lu Xuan?"

"Ah."

Bo Ling nodded, no other emotions could be seen on his indifferent face, "I'll wait with you first."

In the middle of the night, although the Dark Lord said that few people dared to be presumptuous, it was inevitable that there would be some accidents.

Nan Shu opened her mouth, "No need—"

Right in front, a black phantom suddenly sprang out.

A sharp wind blew up and quickly dissipated.

The black phantom stopped in front of the two of them, the black window was rolled down, exposing the cold and sharp side face, then, he turned his head and looked towards the door of Anzun.

Nan Shu and Bo Ling stood facing each other.

Meifeng drooped almost invisible, untied the protective belt, and Lu Xuan pushed the door to get out of the car.

A light gray shirt with flat cuffs, buttoned to the second button, thin lips pursed, wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, exuding an air of abstinence.

Nan Shu took a few steps forward to meet Lu Xuan, her heart was inexplicably guilty, her two light pink lips were raised up, soft and sweet, "Lu Xuan."

Lu Xuan stopped in front of her, looked at her slightly sweet smile tonight, her drooping brows gradually smoothed out, "Well, how long have you been waiting?"

Lu Xuan didn't seem angry.

Nan Shu relaxed a little, shook her head, and the broken hair around her ears swayed slightly with her movements, revealing a soft light from the bright light from the dark statue behind her, "It's not long."

Lu Xuan raised her hand, with slender fingers and slightly thick phalanx, gently lifted the broken hair from Nan Shu's ear and pinned it behind her ear.

Nan Shu's clear water eyes flashed, her cheeks were slightly hot.

"Let's go." Lu Xuan withdrew her hand, lowered her head, her warm breath was accompanied by the night wind, soft and soft.

"wait."

Nan Shu turned around and walked quickly to Bo Ling's side, "I'm leaving first, you should go back early."

Bo Ling nodded, "Goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he left first.

During this period, Bo Ling and Lu Xuan didn't say a word, and they didn't even make eye contact.

The black car window was rolled up. Nan Shu got into the car with her back leaning on the moderately soft and hard seat back. Lu Xuan leaned over and fastened the protective belt for Nan Shu. The two of them were very close. With a slight movement, it will rub against Lu Xuan's chest.

"Crack."

The protective belt is fastened.

Nan Shu's stiff body relaxed slightly, but Lu Xuan didn't get up immediately, she raised her head, and her ink eyes were facing Nan Shu.

The almond eyes suddenly widened, and the slack body became even more rigid.

Lu Xuan moved, crossed Nan Shu's body with her left hand, propped herself on Nan Shu's seat, and looked at her.

Nan Shu was froze by Lu Xuan's sudden action, her back was pressed tightly against the back of the chair, her slender and white neck was raised, her almond eyes were moist, and the tails of her eyes were slightly red, revealing a sparkling and moving light.

She held her breath, the ups and downs of her chest became smaller, and through the straight collar buttoned up by the butterfly, she could faintly see the softness and exquisiteness underneath.

This set of blue dress with retro cheongsam style is really...

It's so snug.

Lu Xuan's peripheral vision drifted away, and the pupils of the ink eyes deepened.

"Womanly."

"what?"

Cherry pink's lips parted slightly, with a graceful curve, and a monophonic sound, spoken by Nan Shu, was indescribably clear and graceful.

The interior of the car is cramped, and an ambiguous atmosphere rises, slowly warming the air in the car.

Lu Xuan was a little bored.

The protruding Adam's apple under the lower jaw rolled twice.

The two got close, Nan Shu's gaze was attracted by the rolling Adam's apple, and suddenly, she blushed.

The tips of the small and shiny ears are all red.

"Heh." Lu Xuan couldn't help smiling.

Nan Shu could hear the deep and numb voice very clearly.

Bei Zi gritted her teeth, and Nan Shu suddenly stretched out her hand and hit Lu Xuan's waist. Through the thin summer shirt, she stretched out two fingers, gently pinched the flesh on the side of her waist, and twisted——

Not twisted.

Lu Xuan's upper body has long been tempered to be as hard as iron, and there is not even a single piece of soft flesh left, so Nan Shu can't twist it naturally.

Suddenly, the atmosphere froze.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Lu Xuan's black eyes very quickly, and then, feeling Nan Shu's movements, the black eyes gradually deepened, and a faint smile covered her mouth, and the smile widened around her mouth.

Nan Shu blushed even more.

Angry and ashamed.

Annoyed, I wished I could hit myself with a hammer.

I must be obsessed with ghosts, how could I make such a move!
As soon as she loosened the hand pinching the muscles on Lu Xuan's waist, Nan Shu immediately wanted to withdraw her hand.

But Lu Xuan was faster than her.

The callused hand quickly covered Nan Shu's jade hand, which was about to leave, and Nan Shu's hand stayed in place.

The back of the hand is Lu Xuan's big rough palm. In the palm of the hand, there is a layer of thin shirt, and the warm temperature is transmitted. Nan Shu can even feel the distinct texture of the thin shirt.

The temperature inside the car slowly rises.

Lu Xuan's hands and waist were covered with Liang Qinqin's hands, and the two tactile sensations were transmitted to his mind, stimulating Lu Xuan's senses.

Nan Shu lowered her head, her slender neck was graceful, and her straight collar was slightly loose, exuding sporadic spring light.

It's just this sporadic spring, like the strongest and most extreme love in the interstellar world, which easily disintegrates Lu Xuan's self-proud self-control.

It looked like it was on fire.

Inch by inch, extending from the palm covered by Nanshu to every inch of the body.

Nan Shu felt that the warm muscles under his hands gradually turned from warm to hot.

The black and white almond eyes are round and round, flashing a trace of bewilderment.

But these are not the hottest.

The hottest is the three inches below Lu Xuan's waist.

The turmoil of love and desire.

Lu Xuan suddenly let go of the palm that was holding Nan Shu's little hand.

Sitting up straight with a low body, he sat on the driver's seat very politely, stretched out his right palm, and tugged at the collar vigorously.

The buttons of the well-made clothes were broken, and on the honey-colored skin, the breath was hot.

Nan Shu leaned on the seat, her slender and curled eyelashes trembling, Shui Xing finally closed her eyes and turned her head to the side, Nan Shu opened her mouth: "...Lu Xuan?"

"Dont look at me."

Lu Xuan said suddenly, his voice hoarse.

Nan Shu froze for a moment, and then, her eyes darkened, and Lu Xuan's big palm covered her.

In the palm, Nan Shu's long eyelashes trembled, making Lu Xuan's palms itch.

"What's the matter with you?" Nan Shu asked in a puzzled voice.

Lu Xuan's Adam's apple rolled more and more, and a hoarse and deep voice came out of his throat, "It's okay."

Closing her eyes, Lu Xuan's heart sank, the window of the car opened a crack at some point, and the night wind blew in, the temperature inside the car gradually dropped.

After a few minutes, Lu Xuan felt that the hottest part of her body had disappeared. She breathed a sigh of relief and moved her hands away from Nan Shu's eyes.

Nan Shu's eyes regained clarity, and she looked at Lu Xuan suspiciously.

Lu Xuan sat upright, probably because of what happened just now, she couldn't bear Nan Shu's gaze, and coughed lightly, "Let's go back."

The car window was slowly raised, and the black phantom headlights were turned on, illuminating the way home.

There is still some distance between the Dark Lord and Cuitang Garden, and several roads need to be bypassed. The black phantom drives all the way at a steady speed, passing through Zihuan Avenue and Lingyun Ring...
Finally, we arrived at the necessary place of Cuitang Garden, Shuanghe Summer Palace.

Cuitang Court is built in the wealthy area, and the two villas are far apart. Outside the Cui Tang Court is the Yijing Garden, which has few residents, but the scenery is beautiful, separating the quiet wealthy area from the noisy outside world.

The black phantom drove into Shuanghe Summer Palace.

Although there are few residents here, the street lamps are scattered here and there, brightly adorning the Summer Palace.

The street lights in front gradually disappeared, and the ornamental plants shook their branches and leaves, casting dark shadows on the road.

Lu Xuan stared intently at the front, the gloomy scenery came into his eyes, and his hands on the steering wheel tightened.

Not far away is a curve, the front of the car turns right, and the moment it is about to drive to the curve, the air fluctuates strangely.

A cold light flashed across Mo Mo's eyes, Nan Shu didn't notice anything yet, she just felt a pain in her hand, the car door was broken open, and she crashed into Lu Xuan's chest.

There was a force on the slender waist, and the figure flew into the air. Nan Shu's nose was slightly sour, and the exposed arms were covered with coolness.

When he opened his eyes, there was a clanging sound in his ears.

She was taken out of the car by Lu Xuan, and she was held in Lu Xuan's arms, holding her tightly. At the same time, a sharp knife flashed coldly, piercing the air, and came towards her.

She struggled, but she didn't break free. On the contrary, she was held tighter by Lu Xuan, "Good boy."

Lu Xuan's steady voice.

The next second, Lu Xuan made a sharp move, holding a silver gun in his hand, staring into the distance, aiming, and pulling.

The people who came out of the hail of bullets showed fierce murderous intent in every move, and their movements were familiar, like normal people raising their arms.

There was no sound, the star power condensed by the starlight gun turned into the sharpest point, piercing the sky, and the air surged.

Nan Shu was held in Lu Xuan's arms all the time, she didn't even see the outside world clearly, she could only know by perception that the air was rushing and murderous.

But soon, a muffled hum sounded, and everything returned to calm.

Nan Shu pushed Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan finally let go of Nan Shu's hand, and Nan Shu saw her surroundings clearly.

In the southwest and northeast directions, blood splashed all over the ground, and there were large patches of blood red. Along the bloodstains, Nan Shu saw the people in the pool of blood.

About a dozen people, uniformed in black, had ferocious faces, looked at Lu Xuan with shock and fear.

"Who are you?" a rough voice.

In a word, Nan Shu paused slightly.

"They're coming for me."

Lu Xuan looked coldly at the group of people who were lying on the ground, "Who sent you here?"

He saw that they were going to deal with Nan Shu, but the killing intent was very small.

Nan Shu frowned, who is going to deal with her?

Because of what?
Was it because of the unique spiritual healing that he showed in the military area, or was the Mohe family attracted by food?
Nan Shu was lost in thought.

The leader was a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup on her face. Hearing this, she shut her mouth tightly and her eyes flickered.

Lu Xuan turned her phalanx and contacted Zuo Han with her brain.

To be able to ambush here, I must know my residence information, but my residence information has never been found by anyone...

Nan Shu stopped her thoughts.

In the next second, his face turned pale.

"Lu Xuan." A trembling voice.

As soon as Lu Xuan put away her brain and raised her eyes, she saw Nan Shu's pale face, panic in her eyes, Qin Liang's fingers tightly clutching his hand, Nan Shu said two words from her throat: "Xiao Jue... "

They can ambush themselves here, but what about Nan Jue, will they go to Cuitang Garden to deal with Nan Jue?
Lu Xuan thought of this, and held Nan Shu's cold hand with his backhand. He was much calmer than Nan Shu, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Determined tone.

Nan Shu looked at him with puzzled and flustered eyes under her trembling long eyelashes.

Clenching Nan Shu's cold hands tightly, and surrounding Nan Shu, a warm touch came through: "Don't worry, there is someone from Grandpa by Xiao Jue's side."

"Really?" Nan Shu looked up, most of her body weight was on Lu Xuan's body, her face was snow-white, the bottom of her clear eyes gleamed with water, and the panic in her eyes could be seen clearly.

Weak, bewildered, frightened.

Nan Shu rarely does this.

The appearance of relying on Lu Xuan wholeheartedly satisfied the man's secret sense of control and conquest.

But Lu Xuan felt even more distressed.

The hands around the slender waist were firmly held, Nan Shu's whole body was embedded in his arms, with a deep and gentle voice, he patted Nan Shu's back lightly, his movements were strange and slightly stiff, "Really, nothing happened, If something goes wrong, Grandpa will definitely notify you via email, don't worry, and I have sent someone to protect Xiao Jue."

Lu Xuan seldom uttered such a long paragraph.

Or words of comfort.

Nan Shu's panicked heart gradually stabilized, but her fingertips were still cool, "Lu Xuan, let's go back to Cuitang Garden, right away."

"Okay, let's go back."

Lu Xuan took Nan Shu by the hand and watched her get into the car. Then, her eyes dropped to look at the dozen or so people in the pool of blood.

The stowed starlight gun was taken out again, pointed at these people, bent the middle finger, and gently pulled the trigger.

The night wind was cool and the smell of blood was strong.

They waited desperately for Zuo Han to come.

The black phantom galloped to Cuitang Garden.

The fine-iron and gilt-carved gate is locked tightly, two street lamps exude warm light, the flowers in the flowerbed are swaying, and the stars are shining brightly.

Tranquil and peaceful, revealing the warmth of home.

Nan Shu's whitened fingers relaxed.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

so far so good.

Lu Xuan accompanied her into the villa, turned on the lights, and the first floor was brightly lit.

The floor was tidy, there was half-drunk milk on the coffee table, and the fabric sofa was slightly wrinkled.

Nan Shu went upstairs directly, and Lu Xuan followed her into Nan Jue's room.

The room was dark, and she blinked her eyes. Nan Shu quickly adapted to the darkness, and saw clearly the small lump raised on the central bed.

Moving to the side of the bed, Nan Shu sat down and turned on a small yellowish lamp. The warm light illuminated the bed. Under the quilt, Nan Jue slept soundly, her face was slightly red, her small arms stretched out restlessly, white and tender. It looks like a lotus root arm.

Nanshu's tense heartstrings loosened.

At this moment, the heart is truly stable.

Lu Xuan stared at Nan Jue for a while, then stroked Nan Shu's soft hair.

Quietly backed out.

A turmoil does not end so easily.

Without disturbing Lu Zhengguo, Lu Xuan handled it alone.

From the killer, to the information about Nan Shu, to the information provided by the people he stayed with Nan Jue.

Power is a big net, which can combine all information, follow the clues, and find the source bit by bit.

Nan Shu sat beside Nan Jue's bed for a long time.

Lu Xuan left the room, and after dealing with things temporarily, Nan Shu was still sitting.

Pushing the door open, Lu Xuan walked to Nan Shu, "It's late at night, go wash up, I'm here."

(End of this chapter)