Chapter 2799： The tired and tired little general of the tired general (64)

2799: Wordscapes Uncrossed Tropic-Beach 5 Answers

He picked up his pen and was about to continue drawing the map.

He heard the familiar footsteps coming from far away.

With a stiff finger, he immediately threw the pen away.

But I heard Bai Weiwei's figure had faintly sounded, "Master?"

Lu Xinglan just put down the pen, then turned around, calmly: "Well, come back."

Bai Weiwei was holding a plate with bandages and medicines on it.

She glanced at the table, the ink that was thrown away, and the ink pen that was thrown away aside.

And those that draw half the map.

The girl frowned, sighing with dissatisfaction, "Why did you work again, didn't you let you rest when you were hurt?"

Lu Xinglan casually clenched his fist to his mouth, concealed a cough.

"No, just clean up. I didn't take the strokes."

Bai Weiwei looked at him helplessly, seeing his guilty eyes staring everywhere.

Only then came to him and put the plate down.

Then he rolled up his cuffs and said softly to him, "Undress."

Lu Xinglan turned her back to her, and when she heard these words, her eyelashes dropped slightly, her face turned red.

He took off his clothes, straightened his back, and showed nothing.

The girl behind her put her hand on his shoulder and began to remove the bandage.

A faint scent, with a smell of flowers.

She dropped her head, her soft fingers, and touched his wound a little bit.

The coolness of the drug slowly covered it.

Under the lamp, the two figures were so quietly intertwined.

After Bai Weiwei gave him good medicine, he began to bandage him.

The **** of the shoulders on half of the man was extremely perfect.

When she touched her fingers, she could see the skin under his shoulders, and there were many pale marks of healing.

Bai Weiwei paused with her fingers and came across a deeper trace.

Lu Xinglan's shoulders were stiff, and she just felt that the girl's fingertips were slightly cold, as if with some unspeakable magic, a little bit of itch spread from her fingers.

He lowered his eyes, breathing heavily.

And his fingers couldn't help but move, he felt like he was going to move, and wanted to ... hold her fingers.

Don't wait for your hand to reach out.

I heard Bai Weiwei said softly, "Are these wounds injured in the frontier?"

Lu Xinglan snapped his fingers and quickly retracted, saying calmly, "Well, it doesn't matter, it's all minor injuries."

I'm afraid she's crying again.

He immediately explained: "It is really not a fatal injury. I have been specially trained since childhood to try to avoid all fatal attacks."

That being said.

But really on the battlefield, it just has a chance to survive than others.

How many powerful people entered the battlefield and died of bad luck.

Lu Xinglan thinks his luck is still okay.

At least it hasn't really died.

Bai Weiwei suddenly said, "Who wants to kill you?"

Lu Xinglan's originally mild expression, hesitated for a moment, then calmly: "Maybe it's Gong Gao overlord."

He knew who was going to kill him.

But he did not expect the other party to be so eager.

So stupid.

There are still many problems in Southland, killing him Lu Xinglan.

The North Kingdom swept immediately.

Who can stop it?

Lu Xinglan could not think of one that could stop him. If he could find it, even Yuan Zhen himself could.

He left long ago.

Why is it here?

Before, he had no other purpose, just to live for the Lu family's purpose.

Now he was ... a little weak.

(End of this chapter)