Crossing Worlds Provocation

"What? Add WeChat, don't we already--"

Speaking of this subconsciously, Wen Xian suddenly clicked in his throat.

"Huh? What has happened...?"

Wen Xian's slender and soft body was so stunned, she didn't seem to dare to move.

She squeezed the rag in her hand and held her breath. When she spoke again, she coughed slightly:

"WeChat... I don't really use this thing, I'm not used to it, and, don't we already have a phone number... Then, that's enough..."

At the end, she laughed twice.

Only after her words fell, the air was quiet for a few seconds.

But probably because of a guilty conscience, she felt particularly upset.

The next second, she suddenly felt her body loose. It turned out that Lu Xiao helped her untie the apron.

She breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of her heart, just about to prepare to slip away sideways, suddenly the body behind her was slightly bent over, both arms stretched out from behind her, and her big hand directly supported against the stove.

Being impartial, she just happened to be completely trapped in his arms.

Two slender arms, silently sealed all her paths.

"..."

Wen Xian was stunned.

This, this posture...! The male breath completely surrounds her!

He, what is he doing and what—

He spoke again, and his voice seemed to be slightly idle: "I don't know how to play, are you not used to it?"

Feeling the dangerous aura inexplicably, she nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at the rice.

But after all, he still didn't escape.

As the warm breath fell on her ears and the neck, his light voice fell unhurriedly: "Yes, Aunt Shang, but I think you are quite good at it, and you are quite used to it. "

Got...!

Those three words came out.

Wen Xian only felt like a thunder in his mind, and it almost exploded her head.

grass……!

He, he actually—

She closed her eyes, her small fists were clenched, and the roots of her ears were red.

When she spoke again, she seemed to be trying her best to control some emotions and continued to pretend to be confused: "Wh, what is Shang, Aunt Shang, why can't I understand what you are talking about..."

Unexpectedly.

After she said this, she heard a faint chuckle in her ear.

"It's the Aunt Shang who Shang Luxiao, don't you remember?"

Wen Xian: "..."

She clenched the rag tightly in her hand, her whole body seemed to collapse for a while, her closed eyes opened and closed again.

Lu Xiao looked at her red ears and continued to speak:

"Aunt Shang is really not you? Then who is she? Would you like to check it for me?"

Speaking of this, he paused slightly: "After all, she also said that she wants to touch my abs."

what--!

At this point, there seems to be a groundhog roaring in Wen Xian's heart!

She seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, she just pushed him away and left, her head down, her face burning.

But she just walked out--

Suddenly the waist was taken back from behind, she exclaimed, and her back hit his chest.

In the next second, he broke her jaw, leaned over, and lowered his head—

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It's raining again in Shanghai.

It was damp, and the water vapor wetted the glass and filled the air outside.

But at some point, a shadow suddenly appeared on the misty glass.

A tall man passed a hallway holding a woman sideways.

The direction to go is the bedroom...