Quick Time Travel: The Loyal Dog and the Male God Contract Order

Chapter 31
Thinking back now, Lu Jun only felt that it was a thrill. He was just shopping for bags and clothes, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

Fortunately, Chu Xiaoxiao was not injured. With her own injury, she could be alive and kicking after a few days of care, but Miss Chu Xiaoxiao is a delicate and frail lady, so it is difficult to recover after being really injured.

The word bag reminded Lu Jun of what Lin Pan said.

Probably lying on the hospital bed left him idle, and it actually reminded him of Lin Pan's chasing his wife trilogy.

So now the second step bag has passed, the next step is to hug.

"Xiao Xiao."

"Ok?"

"Hug me."

"It's broad daylight, why are you smoking?"

"Let me feel if you've lost weight."

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Lu Jun sighed, and finally had no choice but to say these words: "I don't want to make excuses anymore, I just want to hug you. This person lying on the hospital bed is exhausted. Seeing you but not being able to hug you is even more frustrating to me."

Fu Xin interrupted his nonsense: "All right, all right, hug!"

I really don't know what to say if he continues to talk.

Fu Xin leaned forward, afraid of hurting his wound, and hugged him cautiously.

Fu Xin saw the slightly broken skin on his forehead, frowned and said, "It's a good thing you didn't lose your face."

Lu Jun's thin lips curled slightly, and he said with a smile, "You don't want to lose your appearance?"

Fu Xin had no choice but to say, "Yes, yes."

She felt that this injured Lu Jun was really a little publicity -- but hypocritical.

Fu Xin hugged Lu Jun, raised her head slightly, saw his thin lips slightly pursed, and suddenly felt that this guy's lips were very beautiful, so she couldn't help but leaned forward while he wasn't paying attention, and pecked lightly at the corner of his mouth .

The soft feeling is not bad.

Lu Jun who was stolen was stunned.

Fu Xin was like a sneaky cat, leaning on the edge of the bed and preparing to get up quickly.

As a result, Lu Jun moved one step faster than her, directly stretched his arms around her neck, pulled her back in front of him suddenly, and covered her lips without saying a word.

"Mmm!" Fu Xin frowned.

As a result, the sick man obviously didn't intend to let go. He tried to pry her lips and teeth open. She struggled a little at first, but gave up within two seconds. It seemed that she meant to refuse—commonly known as playing hard to get.

Fu Xin never thought that this so-called flamboyant young master of the Lu family's kissing skills are not very good, probably due to the lack of experimental subjects, but from now on, she reckons that she will have to become his experimental subjects as well.

Some unskilled kisses are just reckless, chaotic kisses are just telling the most sincere love, and no matter how many times the entangled two parties accidentally bump into their lips and teeth, the slightly sore thin lips are dyed an ambiguous pink, The strong aroma of rose tea lingered on the tip of his tongue, and finally settled between his lips and teeth.

It seems that in the past two days, in order to express her miss for him, she has made a lot of rose tea - he has become her habit.

Fu Xin was so overwhelmed by the kiss that she couldn't help but let out a low snort, but instead, Lu Jun was so excited that he pinched the back of her head and kissed her even deeper.

Fu Xin finally found some time in this deep kiss to remember that the injury on Lu Jun's arm is still not healed.

She pushed Lu Jun lightly, but he obviously didn't intend to let her go.

Fu Xin had no choice but to respond to Lu Jun in a superficial way, and at the end she lightly and playfully bit the corner of his lips.

Lu Jun took a deep breath, gently rubbed the corner of his lips with his index finger, and said with a smile, "It still hurts."

Fu Xin got up and sat back on the chair beside the bed, and looked out the window with a guilty conscience, but luckily no one could see from this angle.

After a while, Lu Jun suddenly remembered something and pulled Fu Xin's sleeve.

Fu Xin glanced at him inexplicably: "What are you doing?"

The breeze blows the curtains, and the afterglow of the setting sun fills the white ward.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that I seem to owe you a word."

"What?"

"I owe you one thing—I love you."

(End of this chapter)