Chapter 99: 96章：Going an inch, taking a mile
These simple, four light words seemed to weigh more than anything else as they heavily crashed down upon his heart.
His outward appearance remained calm, but inside, a tempestuous storm was raging, violently surging forth, completely breaching his defenses.
All that was left was his heart, softened to water.
When he slowly looked up again, he saw Wen Xian’s eyes still slightly red, brimming with deep affection.
He knew long ago whether she was serious or not.
Perhaps it was on that snowy night when she repeatedly called out his name.
Or maybe it was when they were fighting with criminals, and she heard a gunshot and recklessly rushed over.
Or perhaps, even earlier, much earlier.
The two of them looked at each other. Wen Xian thought that after years in the entertainment industry, she could see through anyone’s heart, but she just couldn’t penetrate the heart of the man in front of her.
He was deeply looking at her, making her feel like she was about to sink into his vast sea of stars, yet he remained silent and motionless.
Indeed, a man who belongs to the nation.
Inscrutable, she thought.
However, just as she was hopelessly immersed in his profound gaze, the next second—
Accompanied by a sudden force from Lu Xiao’s hand, a snap, Wen Xian let out a sharp cry, the pain almost bringing tears to her eyes again.
The misaligned bone snapped back into place.
Wen Xian felt deeply deceived and, crying like a child, reached out to hit him. Her fists landed on his chest and shoulders.
But to him, it was like tickling, and Lu Xiao simply grabbed her and pulled her over; she fell into his embrace.
Before she could get up, she heard his voice, low and gentle, by her ear, “Move around, see if it still hurts.”
His breath tickled her ear.
Wen Xian suddenly became obedient like a little wife and moved; it really didn’t hurt anymore. But feeling the solid and warm chest of the man behind her, and the breath falling on her ear—
She suddenly bit her lip lightly with her teeth, and in a voice as soft as a mosquito’s, she said, “It hurts, I can’t walk.”
Lu Xiao looked down at her, at her shy, blushing ears.
On the grassland, the man walked towards the off-road vehicle ahead, carrying a delicate figure on his back.
At only 47kg, she was incredibly light to him; he could carry her with one arm.
Wen Xian wrapped her arms around his neck, rested on him, her cheek against his shoulder, feeling an unprecedented sense of security steadily filling her heart.
His steps were steady, and she felt no jolting. While leaning on his left shoulder, Wen Xian looked at his ear and suddenly pressed close, whispering something into it.
Lu Xiao tensed up, not knowing if it was because of his sensitivity or what she said.
He turned his head slightly, “What did you just say?”
Wen Xian was somewhat surprised. Had he not heard her?
However, she didn’t think too much about it and a few seconds later, she suddenly took a deep breath and shouted at the sky, “Lu Xiao…! My thoughts about you are impure!! I want to sleep with you—!”
Her voice echoed across the grassland, drifting into the distance, attracting the attention of a passing deer.
Those unaware might think it was a moving love declaration on the plains.
Lu Xiao’s hand on her back suddenly grew taut, the lines of his arm becoming more defined.
He looked down, his lips tightly pursed, his ears seemingly flushing.
After a long while, he bit his teeth lightly and eked out a few words, “Don’t push your luck.”
[Brother Nine: Cough cough cough, a secret silly smile—oh the joy of this old mother’s heart].