Walking Through Fire for You

He was really angry.

With one breath and one breath, he could detect his uncontained anger.

The two have known each other so far. He is usually cold-tempered, occasionally joking casually, and when he has been tempered in training in the team, he is not as angry as the anger in his eyes at the moment.

He stood there, slumped like a dead tree.

Nanchu looked at it from a distance, always feeling that it was not like this, it was too strange.

Suddenly he stepped to stand in front of her, slipped his hands into his pockets, and looked at her coldly with his eyes down.

The wind and snow outside the window, the window was just opened, the old wooden window was banged by the wind, and suddenly there was a violent wind, which added a bit of tension to the atmosphere of the sword being drawn.

Lin Luxiao bent down slightly, with his hands still in his trouser pockets, looking up at her eyes, smirking at the corners of her mouth, and sarcastically: "Say, what do you want? Huh?"

Nan Chu didn't have the slightest fear, so he was determined to look at him, his eyes look like a three-year-old child.

Fixed.

It seems to say-you can make trouble, go home obediently if you make enough trouble.

...

Lin Luxiao's anger could not arouse any emotions in Nanchu.

She just stared at him calmly from start to finish. He stared at her. Those dark pupils were clean and his face was reflected in a clear reflection. Her expression completely angered him.

Bend down in front of her and shouted: "Speak!"

The more he is like this, Nanchu feels that he has a greater chance of winning.

It's the same as watching a play.

"You **** give me--"

The second half of the speech was directly blocked, and there was a soft cold on his lips.

He bent over, the two of them were looking at the same level, Nan Chu leaned forward and pecked on his lips like a dragonfly.

Before he stretched out his hand to push her away, Nan Chu stood quickly, with a pair of bright eyes open, looking at him, "I want a lot of things, I want you the most. Say that, understand?"

Lin Luxiao subconsciously licked the corners of his lips, with a fruity smell, what kind of **** lipstick did he put on?

In the next second, he took the person to the foot of the wall, pinched his hand on his waist, and exhaled, "Come on, say it again, what do you want?"

Nan Chu obediently stood in the corner and stared at him, with a tick at the end of his eyes: "You."

He snapped: "Speak well!"

Nanchu lowered his eyes, stopped making small expressions, less seductive, and said plainly, "Let's make up."

Lin Luxiao took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, took out one, and put it in his mouth. He lowered his head to light it and said casually, "I don't believe you anymore."

In Nanchu silently, people leaned against the wall and watched him smoke. The army lined his head, and the tip of his throat rolled slightly with the smoke.

He wiped the ashes and said indifferently: "In the hospital, when you said you broke up, I didn't agree, you just left without even notifying me. I crawled into the ward in the middle of the night and saw the door open, the nurse Tell me, you went to the United States, and what I was thinking about when I was sitting in the hospital bed was whether you ever liked me?"

Ninety-seven percent of the predecessors in the world will break up again for the same reason.

The so-called broken mirror is difficult to round, even if it takes time to patch back the gap piece by piece, the trace cannot be eliminated.

It doesn't matter to be misunderstood or discriminated against.

No matter how hard it is, no matter how tired, no matter how big the storm is.

He was angry at her attitude of leaving easily.

He dangled a cigarette and laughed mockingly: "Da Liu said that you are young and not firm enough, and you are easy to run away when things happen. Guess how I told him?"

In retrospect, it was all face slaps.

He hummed softly, half a cigarette stuck to his fingertips without smoking for a long time, and he leaned forward and squeezed out the ashtray on the side.

He copied it back into his pocket, and said indifferently: "Go back, don't spend time with me, don't find me, I don't believe you anymore."

Outside the window, the sky was full of snow, and it fell into the house without any footprints.

Nanchu watched him turn and leave, and watched him bang the door to go out, his back was determined, as if he would never come back.

Chill came.

The temples twitched tightly, one dull and the other dull pain, Nan Chu felt that he might have miscalculated.

...

Lin Luxiao went downstairs.

Auntie wore a sweater to see him coming down quickly, but she was shocked. In the past, family members of the army came and didn't stay in it for an hour or two.

Lin Luxiao did not rush to leave. Instead, he stood downstairs and smoked two cigarettes, teasing the little golden retriever squatting on the roadside. It was raised by his aunt’s son. When his son was studying abroad, the puppy was thrown away. The mother raised it.

Lin Luxiao was smoking a cigarette while scratching Golden Retriever's chin, and asked casually, "Is it a holiday soon?"

The aunt replied: "Yes, my son is coming back soon. He probably felt it, and I have been excited about it these days."

The golden retriever jumped up and down and had fun with Lin Luxiao.

Auntie: "You have a good way of training dogs."

Lin Luxiao smiled: "Is there a military dog ​​in the team? I used to train often. This little thing is more loyal than anyone."

The aunt nodded in agreement.

When Lin Luxiao finished smoking, he looked up and saw Nan Chu leaning on the railing, staring at him.

He calmly retracted his gaze, waved to the Golden Retriever, "Go."

At this moment, the golden retriever seemed to have become dependent on Lin Luxiao, and roared barking at his back.

Lin Luxiao didn't turn his head, he strode away, stretching like a slow motion of a snow scene, until the green disappeared at the end of the boundless sky.

How can a dog be more loyal than a human?

The person was gone, and Nan Chu was still immersed in that sentence.

...

A big beauty was admitted to the family yard, and this matter quickly spread in the team within two days.

When I heard that I was visiting Master Xiao, the fans were even more excited.

However, except for the first day, I haven't seen Lin Luxiao enter the family home after that. Someone in the team didn't believe it and asked Zhao Guo, "Really came to see Lin Luxiao?"

"Of course." Zhao Guo grasped the source of all the gossip. Everyone was very curious about this big beauty, but no one had seen the face, so when he was out of exercises, he saw the beauty leaning on the balcony-leg pressing.

The pressure is very standard, and the temperament is a bit like a female soldier of the art troupe.

So I guessed it was a female soldier Lin Luxiao knew from the team before? I heard that there are many female soldiers in the north, who are brighter and more heroic than men in military uniforms.

However, the master of the gossip, Lin Luxiao, is like a okay person, doing exercises as usual, running, cross-country with weights, and climbing stairs training, as if the matter of the golden house has nothing to do with him.

Everyone was frustrated.

Here, Nan Chu spoke to Yan Dai while pressing his legs on the balcony.

Her body is too soft, the arc is curved to the extreme, and the aunt downstairs is shocked. This little girl has good waist skills.

"If the captain refuses to see you, it's useless for you to stay there. Or you still come back, let's think of a way."

Nanchu changed her posture unhurriedly, her gaze fell to the front, a group of strong men in camouflage were organizing climbing training, she looked over there, no need to look, she could see Lin Luxiao at a glance.

The hardest one on the back of the head.

His movements were standard and fast. As soon as the escalator hung on the window, people climbed up quickly like a clockwork, layer by layer quickly, and it took about ten seconds to climb the sixth floor.

Going to the window on the sixth floor, bearing a weight of 50 kilograms, straddling directly to the waist, grabbing the body hanging by the bed, stepping on the wall with both feet, and quickly descending to the ground.

After observing for a few days, the daily training content is almost the same, quite boring and complicated.

However, in a force full of masculine hormones.

At the beginning of the South, I really enjoyed such a scene.

"Wait a little longer." Her gaze fell far ahead, "The snow has sealed the mountain and I can't get out."

Yan Dai teased: "I think your heart is sealed. Well, you can stay there. It's better to bring a baby back."

"Good idea." Nan Chu's eyes lit up, and after careful consideration, this method was really feasible.

After all, Lin Luxiao likes children.

The person on the other end of the phone relentlessly opened her up: "I'll be honest, you're a lonely lady, you don't have a chance to face the saint--"

Nanchu looked back at the box of **** clothes in the room. He didn't have a chance to create a chance.

...

On this day, Nan Chu's face was pale, and his lips were not bloody. When he went downstairs and passed the lobby, the auntie looked at how this baby had become like this, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

At the beginning of the Southern Dynasty, he coughed twice and said weakly, "I have a cold, auntie, is there a pharmacy nearby?"

The aunt is enthusiastic. Seeing her like this, why would she still let her go out and drag the people back. She is small and slender, but she can't bear the auntie Bangdayaoyuan. She is very light and fluttering. She touched her forehead, "Why still have a fever? Well, you go back and lie down, I'll go out and buy it for you."

Nanchu insisted: "Just tell me it will be done, and I will go out on the way."

As a result, the aunt became angry, "Why don't you wander around like this? Go up and lie down, I will buy it for you.

Nanchu was almost dragged back upstairs by the aunt.

Auntie went downstairs, and she had to tell Xiao Lu while she was walking and thinking about it, otherwise the little girl would be so pitiful.

So I bought the medicine and went to the training ground to find Lin Luxiao.

The soldiers were resting and sitting together. Lin Luxiao stood, leaning on the tree trunk with his arms around, listening to their nonsense. Men's topics were nothing more than military, games, and women. He didn't talk much, and occasionally laughed in cooperation. , Mostly silent.

Zhao Guo ran over: "Lu Xiao, auntie is looking for you."

Lin Luxiao raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked at him. Auntie was carrying a bag of things in her hand and beckoning at him anxiously.

His heart sank, he got up and ran over.

"The little girl is sick, she is quite serious. I think she looks like she is not walking steadily. Would you like to see and send someone to the hospital..." The aunt saw that he hadn't been there for several days, thinking it was. The two quarreled last time and exaggerated it kindly.

After all, it's too pitiful to leave people in the air.

Before the aunt could finish speaking, Lin Luxiao ran to the family building. The speed was so fast that the aunt ran after him all the way but couldn't catch up.

I was really panicked.

The more I think about it, the more I feel like I'm a **** bastard. Anyway, I ran all the way to find you, and I didn't give a good face, and I made people sick. I ran all the way and blamed myself all the way.

But as soon as I opened the door, I was foolish.

The little girl is high, knowing that she is ill.

There seemed to be a tight rein in his heart, which broke completely at the moment the door was opened. The tension just now seemed so stupid. Lin Luxiao restrained his anger abruptly, and turned around to slam the door away.

Hugged by Nanchu, he raised his head and kissed him, "I was wrong."

She confessed her mistake in a low voice.

Lin Luxiao looked down at her coldly, her eyes sharper than a knife's sharp, "Let go."

Nan Chu hugged him tighter, biting his pointed apple, gently curling the tip of his tongue and licking it, "Release and you will run away."

Flirting skills are also good.

Lin Luxiao remained unmoved.

Nanchu stepped her feet to kiss his lips, but the other person was tall and his chin lifted slightly. No matter how she pads, she can only kiss his chin.

She simply grabbed his chin.

Some thorns.

"You didn't shave the stubble clean."

Before every time he wanted to see her, Lin Luxiao would shave very clean, because he was afraid of stabbing her when he was close. Nowadays, there are no women and no closeness. The team is full of three big and five rough men.

After scraping, I will not deliberately repair the scratches in the mirror.

"But I like it. It's good, but it's rough."

Lin Luxiao tilted her head, pressed her palm with her head, and pushed her back, removing her sticky mouth from her body, sneered, "Interesting?"

"After so many years, have you not grown up outside, and learned to lie? Huh?"