Crossing Worlds Provocation

Her heart was trembling slightly, surrendering to the beauty of nature.

Lu Xiao didn't speak, just turned his head and looked at her silently.

Her white face was dyed gold, making her look more feminine and holy.

This is a pure land, no one knows where they are, and no one will disturb them. They seem to be isolated from the world, and there is only her and him in this world.

After experiencing life and death, Lu Xiao admitted that he was afraid, and just wanted to balance work and family, protect her, and give her a stable life.

This is a small Russian town, which looks a bit like a Russian village.

There is a wooden bridge on the lake, which is reinforced and linked by iron chains. A big windmill stands in the lake. When the wind blows, the windmill will rotate, and the blades will cross the lake, making ripples and follow the wind. further and further.

The two sat on the lawn **** by the lake. Lu Xiao sat down, Wen Xian leaned against him like that, watching the twilight in the distance, blowing the gentle evening breeze, watching horses walking comfortably in the distance .

"It's so comfortable here, dear, I like it very much, thank you for bringing me here."

Wen Xian rubbed his arm, relying on the way.

When the evening wind blew over, Lu Xiao was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he took off his jacket and put it on her, holding her shoulders and whispered:

"as long as you are happy."

As he said, he said seriously: "For the rest of my life, I will take you on the road again."

Wen Xian leaned on him, the corners of his lips wavy, and smiled contentedly.

Maybe it's so beautiful here, maybe there are kind people here, or maybe...Here is the company of Lu Xiao.

"My dear, shall we stay here for more time?"

Wen Xian said, after all, the continuous driving these days has really made her a little tired, and the place is so beautiful and the air is so good, she just wants to leave more time.

Lu Xiao touched her head with a soft voice: "Okay, it's all up to you."

Wen Xian is full of food and drink, watching the twilight, watching the lake, watching the handsome man under the moon, don’t live too casually.

He shared the trivialities of life with Lu Xiao, and laughed at him for a while, then leaned in his arms and became cute and sleepy.

She was lying in his arms, covered with his coat, and the breath of him was in her breath.

Even if it is still outside, but with him by her side, she feels endless sense of security and can deliver everything she has to him.

She didn't know when she felt her body lighten, she hooked his neck subconsciously, rubbed her head in his arms, and continued to fall asleep soundly.

The stars climbed up to the tip of the moon and shattered in the night sky. He hugged her in the moonlight and walked back to their accommodation.

...

In this place full of pastoral music, the two spent the night in peace.

Especially Wen Xian, don't sleep more firmly, sleep at night, and sleep until the sun shines the next day.

When the sun was shining all over the sky and her quilt was hot, she slowly opened her sleepy eyes, rubbed her eyes, yawned, stretched out and got up.

She was really scared, afraid that she would become lazy after living such an enjoyable life.

When she got up, Lu Xiao was no longer in the room. She was going to wash and take a shower, but when she got up—