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Before Xia Jiaoyang was in front of him, Lu Chen rushed into the bathroom like the wind, almost in a fleeing posture.

That night, Xia Jiaoyang waited for a long time but did not wait for the cup of water or milk with medicine added.

Afterwards, she was really sleepy, and the sound of rushing water in the bathroom still didn't stop, she yawned and fell asleep while wondering whether Lu Chen hadn't taken a bath in the past three years.

The bedside lamp of Youyou made the room half-light and half-dark in the empty room. On the large water-blue bed, Xia Jiaoyang was lying sideways with his hands on his cheeks, breathing lightly, and his sleeping face was so beautiful that he looked like someone who had strayed into the mortal world. The elves in between.

When Lu Chen came out of the bathroom, she was already asleep. Lu Chen quietly leaned against the door and watched for a while. In the dark, he laughed silently, with soft lips and deep eyes.

This woman named Xia Jiaoyang could only fall asleep so defenselessly in Lu Chen's bed.

If the camera zooms in and zooms in on the expression on his face, then you will see that Lu Chen is the dominant cheetah at this time, staring at the prey that enters the territory waiting for an ambush, and is lazily considering when Give her a fatal blow.

The wind gently lifted the corner of the curtain, and the sleeping body on the big bed flinched imperceptibly.Lu Chen walked over and closed the window lightly, then went to the bedside, hugged her into his arms, pulled off the quilt and put her away.

Xia Jiaoyang seemed to know it was him in a daze, and hooked his neck and refused to let go, Lu Chen could only stretch out his hand to hook the quilt while stiffening.

After finally pulling the quilt over and lying down next to her, Xia Jiaoyang leaned into his arms, called "Achen" vaguely, and fell asleep again before he could answer.

Her breath gradually stabilized, but Lu Chen didn't feel sleepy at all.

The soft breath puffed on his chest, Lu Chen only felt that these breaths seemed to have life, penetrated through layers of his flesh, and sprayed on the blood supply organ the size of a fist, making him boil all over. stand up.

He has been in love for ten years, waited for three years, and finally waited for this day.

Carefully reaching out his hand to press the bedside lamp, listening to her even and long breathing in the dark, Lu Chen leaned sideways and kissed Xia Jiaoyang's forehead, and hugged her even tighter.

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Time goes back to when Lu Chen was 13 years old.

One night, Lu Chen overheard the news that Xia Jiaoyang had a high fever, and rushed back to Xia's house in a raging hurricane, but what greeted him was a loaded gun barrel.

The gun that almost killed Lu Chen didn't scare him away, it only aroused his heartache.

What kind of world do you live in, to maintain such vigilance even when you have a high fever to the point of being unconscious?

That night, Lu Chen sat by the bed and watched all night, watching Xia Jiaoyang's face gradually turn from sickly crimson to white without blinking.

When daylight approached, the hurricane that swept thousands of miles outside the window gradually diminished, but a crazier storm blew up in Lu Chen's heart.

From that day on, Lu Chen no longer concealed his love for Xia Jiaoyang, he expressed his love for her bravely and straightforwardly, and was fearless in front of anyone and anything.