Chapter 157: Chapter 154: Hypocritical Captain Lu
When she said this, Wen Xian froze for a moment, seemingly not expecting that he would actually discover it.
However, she did not deny it, merely acknowledging softly, “It’s him.”
Cheng Dongyuan on the other end took a deep breath, but did not say anything more.
But he is not Huo Qi, even though they both live in Beijing courtyards next to the Forbidden City, he still naively believed that the other was just an ordinary bodyguard.
Now, he could not help but suspect that her trip to Qinghai to shoot a film was also because of that man.
If he was not mistaken, he should be in—Qinghai now.
The next day, a plane from Shanghai flew towards Qinghai.
She left her agent, assistant, and the entire film crew behind, arriving a day earlier by herself.
As for the current online exposure of “LU”, if netizens mistook it for Cheng Dongyuan, that wouldn’t be so bad.
She had never expected, from the beginning, that the paparazzi, entertainment reporters, or fans would really leave “LU’s” identity alone.
It just so happened that Cheng Dongyuan came out to cover, also to better protect Lu Xiao.
Wen Xian played her part well. When her plane ticket indicated her arrival in Qinghai that afternoon, she still pretended to be in Shanghai, messaging him that she was very busy with work recently and might not be able to disturb him often.
Yet his reply was, “You do your thing; don’t worry about me.”
His tone was very decisive.
Wen Xian slightly raised her eyebrows at this, thinking that he truly is a little demon with a sexy and non-clingy nature.
After a while, she couldn’t resist teasing him again, “Lu Xiao, shave your hair into a buzz cut, it’s so handsome; I want to see.”
She had not forgotten the photo she had seen on his ID card before.
Little did she expect.
Lu Xiao replied arrogantly from the other side: [You want me to shave just because you said so? Even if I did, you wouldn’t be able to see it.]
Wen Xian did not reply again, but just curled up her lips and smiled.
Looking up, she gazed out of the car window.
The car she hailed sped along the highway, watching the fiery red sunset in the distance, the vast Gobi desert, the contorted but unyielding Populus euphratica trees, a few Tibetan antelopes—
She lowered the car window and yelled out to the vastness, “Qinghai—! I’m here again—!!”
The wind whipped up her hair, making it messy.
And in her heart, she was shouting:
Lu Xiao, I’ve come to find you…!
It was evening, and Lu Xiao had just come back from being busy outside. Today, an off-road team got stuck in a “chicken nest” pit, and after the rescue mission, he too was covered with dust.
When he got back to his room, he quickly took off his clothes, revealing his muscular and robust body, along with his vigorously emerging muscles.
The perfect inverted triangle shape was fully embodied.
The water flowed over his body, his fingers running through his short black hair, and at some point, he seemed to have thought of something. He then moved in front of the mist-covered mirror.
He picked up something from the shelf next to him, and the next second, a buzzing hair trimmer came to life.
He slightly tilted his head, the lines of his jaw, neck, and shoulders more defined and taut in the invisible tension, perfect and sexy.
He went straight to shaving the hair on the side of his head.
It takes a long time to travel from the airport to the jurisdiction area.
After all, Qinghai is so vast.
Sang Nian and Zha Xi returned late today, and when they arrived at the entrance of the jurisdiction area around eight or nine in the evening, they were startled by a figure, damn!
They saw their boss, who at some unknown time had shaved his head into a buzz cut, his entire demeanor more prominent, colder, and more resolute.
But all of this was not the point. The point was that he was holding a pink hand cream in his hands, staring at it…?
Sang Nian shivered: “…”