Chapter 234 The Saint is escaping from the Shura Field again today27

Lan Shuang pretended to be sleeping very skillfully, her breathing was long and her face was rosy. She seemed to be on a date with Zhou Jing.

Xin Wujiang lowered his eyes and looked at her, his eyes without lust, tracing over Lan Shuang's eyebrows, eyes, roots, and lips bit by bit.

Finally, it stayed on the bright red lips for a long time.

Lan Shuang: "..."

What does it mean to look like a gentleman and just stare at other people's lips when no one else is around?

The key is, do you just look at it?

She almost wanted to press her own head!

Forget it, hold on tight, the character cannot collapse.

Xin Wujiang's gaze seemed to have substance, until Lan Shuang felt like he was about to lose a layer of his skin, and he finally spoke.

"Originally, I bought some chestnuts for you, but you pretended to be asleep. If they got cold, throw them away."

As Lan Shuang said this, she heard the rustling sound of oily paper bags.

Is this prodigal kid really going to be thrown away? Or are you just trying to catch me?

Lan Shuang endured it.

As a result, the evil wind blew over, blowing the scent of roasted chestnuts with sugar, which confused her face. She hadn't eaten lunch yet.

"Gululu..."

Nothing is more honest than the body.

Hearing this sound, Lan Shuang wanted to ascend to heaven immediately. Xin Wujiang was stunned for a moment and then laughed.

Seeing Lan Shuang's face turning red uncontrollably, Xin Wujiang was in a good mood. He sighed, opened the oil paper bag a little more, picked up a chestnut, put it under Lan Shuang's nose and shook it, "Just now

It's quite sweet when it comes out of the pot, but it's a pity, just throw it away."

When he talks, it's like he's singing in an opera, skipping every verse.

Lan Shuang gritted her teeth silently, and then she felt a gust of wind blowing around her, as if Xin Wujiang was raising his arm to throw something.

Her desire for delicious food still made her bow to the evil forces. She accurately grabbed Xin Wujiang's wrist and gritted her teeth and said, "It's a shameful waste."

Xin Wujiang raised his eyebrows: "No more pretending?"

Lan Shuang: "..."

She looked at Xin Wujiang resentfully, seeing his face full of amusement, and felt that she had underestimated him.

"Give me."

She opened her palms, Xin Wujiang closed the paper bag with a smile, and then hid the bag behind her under Lan Shuang's eager gaze.

Lan Shuang: "?"

You have learned so badly, General!

Xin Wujiang put on a straight face and asked seriously: "Why are you pretending to sleep?"

Lan Shuang blinked: "Isn't it just teasing you?"

"You are teasing me, what if it's not me who comes? It's very dangerous for you to do this, you know?"

Xin Wujiang's preaching tone made Lan Shuang a little confused: "What's the danger?"

"What if other men come? What if they have evil intentions..."

The more he talked, the darker Xin Wujiang's face became, as if he could already imagine the scene, and he even looked at Lan Shuang with a fierce look.

Lan Shuang: "...stop it!"

She raised her hand to stop Xin Wujiang's unruly thoughts, "I pretended to sleep because I recognized your footsteps, so I wanted to tease you. If it were anyone else, I would pretend to be asleep because I was sick."

Xin Wujiang was stunned, "Can you recognize my footsteps?"

Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows, "What if."

As she spoke, she stood up, with one hand pretending to press her forehead, and the other hanging by her side. While Xin Wujiang was shaking his head, she suddenly rushed over. Xin Wujiang thought she was going to fall, so he quickly hugged Lan with both hands.

Shuang took the opportunity to snatch the roasted chestnuts from his hand.

Xin Wujiang: "..."

Lan Shuang raised the oil paper bag and shook it at him. She put her other hand on Xin Wujiang's wrist. She smiled brightly, and the red maple made her bright eyes and white teeth stand out even more. "Have you been deceived by me?"

The two of them were very close to each other due to their posture. Lan Shuang was half leaning in his arms, her long hair gently blowing in the wind, brushing across his fingertips. Xin Wujiang felt a slight chill on his fingertips, and an itch ran along his fingertips.

It spreads all the way to my heart.

The "culprit" is still unaware.

The faint fragrance of her body surrounded him and encouraged him.

Xin Wujiang's eyes darkened, and when Lan Shuang was about to retreat, he grabbed her wrist.

Lan Shuang was puzzled: "Why? Didn't you buy it for me? Are you going to take it back?"

Xin Wujiang smiled softly and said, "I'll give it to you, I won't lie to you."

"Then what are you..."

"Put it down first."

Xin Wujiang said, taking the oil paper bag and placing it on the stone table aside.

Lan Shuang looked at the roasted chestnuts reluctantly. The next moment, Xin Wujiang pinched her chin and turned her back, "Look at me."

"Um?"

"I also ate roasted chestnuts just now."

Xin Wujiang suddenly said this, and Lan Shuang was even more confused: "So?"

"Taste it."

He lowered his head and leaned forward, kissing Lan Shuang's lips gently. Just being so close made him feel a long-lost trembling feeling.

Lan Shuang didn't expect that this guy would suddenly become reckless, and was stunned.

Then I felt Xin Wujiang straighten up and frown, Lan Shuang: "What's wrong?"

"awkward."

"ah?"

"ah--"

The next moment, Lan Shuang was picked up by Xin Wujiang, holding her against the pillar on the side, "Hold me tight."

Lan Shuang obediently hugged his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist very skillfully.

Xin Wujiang laughed softly, then held Lan Shuang's chin and kissed her fiercely.

It should be said that he is worthy of being a general, and he always has a fierce fighting spirit when he is with his relatives. Lan Shuang feels that she is a little unable to resist, and she always feels that something is not right with him now.

It didn't look like he came to see her, but he looked like he was jealous and wanted to make amends.

"Distracted?" Xin Wujiang's voice was hoarse and he bit her lower lip and asked vaguely.

Lan Shuang: "No...I...well!"

Without letting her finish her words, the victorious general began to patrol his territory inch by inch.

Lan Shuang completely surrendered.

…

By the time Xin Wujiang carried her to the bench and sat down, Lan Shuang had no strength left, and her lips were hot and numb.

Xin Wujiang sat at the stone table and began to peel chestnuts slowly.

Lan Shuang weakly narrowed her eyes and asked him: "What's the agreement that we can't cross the gap without distinction or distinction?"

Xin Wujiang's posture was calm and he said, "Now that I have a good name, Your Majesty will grant me the marriage in person."

Lan Shuang: "What about abiding by the rules as promised? Unmarried couples cannot meet casually."

Xin Wujiang: "No one saw it."

Lan Shuang: "Isn't it too presumptuous of you to kiss me? I haven't married you yet?"

Xin Wujiang took a moment to turn around and look at her: "You kissed me too, and I'm returning the favor."

Lan Shuang: "..."

You are great, you are well-reasoned and cannot be refuted.

Lan Shuang stared at Xin Wujiang faintly.

Xin Wujiang let her look at her without moving. Okay, he did kiss her a little harder, but wasn't he inexperienced? It would get better in the future.

He finished peeling the last chestnut, pulled the empty shell aside, put the chestnut kernels in an oil paper bag and walked to Lan Shuang, "Eat it."

Lan Shuang looked at the bag of plump chestnut kernels, smelled the fragrance, and instantly forgave Xin Wujiang.

"I'm tired, please feed me."

Lan Shuang leaned softly against the railing, her red lips slightly parted.

Xin Wujiang was silent for a moment, then pinched one and stuffed it into her mouth.

Seeing Lan Shuang narrowing her eyes with a smile, Xin Wujiang looked at the chestnut kernels in his hand and suddenly realized the joy of feeding.

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