Chapter 2818： The tired and tired little general of the tired general (83)

2818: Word Stacks Level 2818 Answers

Did not answer Xin Wu's words.

Those maps were drawn one by one in recent years.

Every line above is planned by him, how to use the fastest and smallest loss to **** the Northland.

He looked at the last map that was collected by Xin Wu.

Just raising his eyes indifferently, he said softly, "Wait a minute."

Years of wishing.

It is also unwilling to let go.

Still hesitating.

Xin Wu nodded clearly.

Lu Xinglan didn't have an overnight stay this time. The time to return to the room was just before dawn.

In the deep darkness.

A faint candlelight lit.

When Lu Xinglan walked in, he saw needles and threads randomly placed on the table.

She has bad needlework.

I don't know what animal it is.

But in Lu Xinglan's eyes, it is extremely beautiful.

He came to the bed silently, and saw the girl quietly holding the quilt and falling asleep with her eyes down.

There was no trace of blood on her soft face.

This is an unhealthy pale complexion.

Lu Xinglan knew that it was the sequel to writing drugs that deprived her of fertility.

Her body is too exploited and weaker than usual.

May not see well on weekdays.

but……

Lu Xinglan reached out and fell lightly on her fingertips.

Slightly cold fingers, even after sleeping for so long, are still not warm.

He went to bed quietly, warming her fingers, covering her fingers lightly, and helping her warm her fingers.

Suddenly she turned over, reaching out and hugging him like a small animal seeking comfort.

Lu Xinglan did not move, even more cautiously, could not bear to wake her up.

Her long hair fell on his shoulder, leaning sideways against his arm, softly breathing, barely audible, but feeling the gentle heat next to his neck.

Lu Xinglan pursed her lips, her eyes dark.

His fingers lightly and slowly landed on her back, just holding her like that.

Waiting for dawn.

This time is too tangled.

Going to the Northland, or not, just dragging the Northland in this way.

Drag it down for decades and bring it down.

Still not dragging, it took a while to wipe this place out.

If it had been before, he had already left.

And now ...

He looked down, but saw Bai Weiwei frown, his eyelashes fluttered, and slowly opened.

She was sleepy-eyed and misty.

She stretched out her hands and rubbed the corners of her eyes, yawning, "Why is it so late."

Lu Xinglan pursed his lips and remained silent for a while before whispering, "Some things are difficult to decide."

The drowsiness in Bai Weiwei's eyes disappeared a bit, and she leaned closer to him, placing her fingers on his chest and his face on his shoulder.

She didn't ask him either.

What is difficult to decide.

It was just holding him so quietly.

At last he heard a slight sigh from the man above his head.

"If ... I leave you for a while ..."

Her fingers snapped at the clothes on his chest.

But did not speak.

Just so quietly.

My fingers were shaking.

Lu Xinglan didn't dare to speak immediately, for fear of scaring her.

After a long time, the dawn has come.

Weak light began to pass through the screens and into the room.

Lu Xinglan finally heard the girl in her arms, and the subtle helpless voice sounded.

"Lu Xinglan, do you want me?"

It was hardly heard.

Fragile as silk, with a hint of panic.

Lu Xinglan didn't know why.

The fragility and fear in her words were so obvious.

(End of this chapter)