his allure

Chapter 33 Lu Xicheng, don't go.
The afternoon is quiet and beautiful, the sun is warm and the vegetation is slightly drunk.This was the first time the two of them had truly been alone in the afternoon after they got married.

Zheng gently curled up on the hammock on the balcony, the sun shone on her body, and it was still slightly hot.When she raised her eyes, she could see Lu Xicheng not far away. He was sitting in the wicker chair opposite, flipping through an original foreign medical book.

Under the sunlight, his face was so white that it was almost transparent, like a breeze and a bright moon in his arms, extremely elegant and gentle.

Zheng Weiwei looked at it, and couldn't help feeling secretly, he was really a pleasing man with a fairy face.However, there is still such a side, even if she tells it, few people will believe it.
But at the next moment, she changed her mind and involuntarily found excuses for him.He was just worried about himself. What happened this morning was just an accident.

It must have been an accident.

Probably because the sun was too warm, Zheng Weiwei quickly put aside these messy thoughts, and closed her eyes drowsily.

Lu Xicheng closed the book and walked towards her.

The girl on the hammock, her face flushed red from sleeping, is ignorant and cute.

He was so soft-hearted that he couldn't help himself, and began to regret what he had done to her in the morning.At that time, he was so dizzy that he was willing to scare her like this.

He carefully carried Zheng gently into his arms, and entered the bedroom.

Lu Xicheng's bedrooms are all in dark tones, with neat and clear lines, and even feel a little deserted.

But Zheng Weiqing, who was sleeping on his bed, was so warm that the whole room was filled with warmth.

He lay on his side beside her, and after a long time, he also felt a little sleepy...

The night is like water, it is already night time.

When Zheng Weiwei woke up, she saw Lu Xicheng lying beside her.He was very close to him, with a calm face, long and straight eyelashes covered, a thick and dark shadow, easily seductive.

Zheng Weiwei was stunned for a moment before realizing that in the afternoon, she promised Lu Xicheng that she would sleep with him.

It's one thing to promise, but it's another thing to actually face it now.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, as if she had been bewitched, looking at his face, the indescribable sense of familiarity from a long time ago surged up again.Was it really someone she had never met before?Such familiarity, how could it be that I have never seen it before?

For some reason, when she looked at him like this, she suddenly felt an unspeakable sadness welling up in her heart.

Zheng Qingqing's eyes became hot, and tears filled the eye sockets, dripping down the corners of the eyes.

She raised her hand in a daze, trying to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.Someone took a step ahead of her, and covered her face with his palm, his tone was low and hoarse, a bit concerned: "Why are you crying?"

"Too hungry." She subconsciously told a rather silly lie, her eyes flickered, she turned her face slightly, and buried her eyes in his dry palm.

Lu Xicheng watched her little moves without saying a word, but he didn't expose it after all.

His tone became softer, and he said softly: "Then I'll make you something to eat, okay?"

"Lu Xicheng, don't go." She seemed to be afraid that he would really leave, she tugged at the hem of his clothes with her pale fingers, and insisted: "I'm not hungry now, don't go."

He sighed, approached her, and held her in his arms.

Zheng Qingqing's breath was filled with the faint condensed aroma of his body, and he relaxed.

　Can everyone talk, the stand-alone is so uncomfortable, I cried

　　
　
(End of this chapter)