[Lu Xiaofeng] Two-way capture

Lu Xiaofeng withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and gulped down the wine in the cup depressed. "What's the matter? It's not that I haven't drunk his wine in the past...or...is there anyone who made him unhappy? "

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his mustache and tried to figure it out, curiosity arose immediately, and he couldn't suppress it no matter how hard he tried.

Feeling like a cat's claws constantly scratching her heart, Lu Xiaofeng forced herself to sit on the soft chair for a while, and finally couldn't help jumping up and down.

Slipping into the intersection where Ximen Chuuxue disappeared just now, Lu Xiaofeng looked around and looked at Ximen Chuuxue's figure.

It's a pity that Ximen Chuuxue has been walking here for a while, so Lu Xiaofeng watched it for a long time and couldn't figure out where he went.

Just when Lu Xiaofeng was about to search further, an extremely familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"What are you doing?"

There was no emotional voice, the man stood quietly behind Lu Xiaofeng in a snow-like robe, a long sword with a black sheath was hung on his waist, his whole body was cold and pure, as if mixed with fine pieces of cold. Bing's jet-black eyes were inlaid on his expressionless face, staring straight at Lu Xiaofeng.

"Σ(｀д′*ノ)ノ West, Simon?!"

Lu Xiaofeng was so frightened that he "swiped" and backed away.

wall climbing.

"You, didn't you just walk over?!!" Fuck, f*ck, f*ck, frightened me to death QAQ

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes seemed to flash something quickly, and he said without much fluctuation in his tone: "I didn't come here before."

"Impossible!!" Lu Xiaofeng patted his chest and assured, "I saw you pass by that way before! I..."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't continue speaking.

Because he saw a person.

That person walked out from an intersection behind Ximen Chuuxue. He was dressed in white clothes like snow, with a cold demeanor, and a long sword with a black scabbard on his back. He was very familiar with his handsome appearance.

All of Lu Xiaofeng's words were stuck in his throat.

He looked at Ximen Chuuxue in front of him, and at Ximen Chuuxue behind him.

The two Ximen Chuuxue looked at him expressionlessly.

Lu Xiaofeng stretched out his fingers tremblingly, and asked weakly: "Ximen, you didn't tell me that you have a twin brother."

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In just a moment, Lu Xiaofeng felt that he had received the second biggest stimulus since he entered the arena. The first one was that his friend Huamanlou actually had a relationship? !The second one is that his good friend Ximen Chuuxue has an identity, no, it's an identity!

Isn't this unscientific! !Lu Xiaofeng(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

What happened to this world ∑(っ°Д°;)っ? !Who can tell me the truth and seek the truth? ! !Lu Xiaofeng was very haggard, expressing that he was tired and didn't love her.

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The door was opened with a "squeak" and Qingchen carried Huamanlou into her room provided by Wanmei Villa, and put him gently on the soft mattress.

After covering the quilt and tucking the corners of the quilt, he stood by the bed and took off the snow-white bed curtain for him.

The sun was setting towards the west little by little, and the Huoshaoyun gradually swept half of the sky.The orange-red afterglow shone in from the open window and fell straight on the snow-white bed curtain, forming an orange-red light spot.

The range of the light spot gradually expanded, and Chenchen opened the bed curtain and walked out, holding a lit red candle in her hand, the flame of the red candle was like the setting sun

The orange color burns quietly and slowly.

Put the red candle on the candlestick on the table, stared at the sky in the early morning, pursed his lips, and walked over to close the open window.

——The room suddenly went dark.

Standing in front of the bed in the early morning, she took off her large black cloak, revealing her slender body in a red and white dress.

Picking up the bed curtain again, Chenchen sat on the edge of the bed for a while, staring at Huamanlou's sleeping face with his deep black eyes in a daze.

——I really met him like this, but I don’t know what to do.

Chenchen propped up his arms, lay on his side beside Huamanlou, lowered his head and continued to paint Huamanlou's face in detail.

Her face was very close to Huamanlou, so close that there was only one breath away.Her untwisted long hair fell down on the bed, and fell on Hua Manlou's hair winding on the bed.The same pitch-black hair of the two overlapped, and they couldn't tell you and me apart for a while.

In the early hours of the morning, when he became interested, he lifted the hair strands of the two of them and entangled them at the fingertips. The two strands of black hair were hooked and twisted, and gradually formed under the dexterous fingertips.

— A small hair knot.

Not to mention how beautiful it is, even a little messy.

In the early morning, the corner of her lips curled slightly.

The fingertips gathered energy to form a small blade, and with a little force, the hair knot was cut off.

From the small space opened up to store things, I took out a transparent crystal of spiritual power that was not made into a doll, shaped it into the shape of a jade pendant, put the hair knot in it, and put on a red string.

Lie on the bed in the early morning, tie the red string around his neck, and let the jade pendant fall down along the neck of the early morning, the length of the red string makes it just touch the heart.

After finishing all this, Qingchen turned sideways, got into Huamanlou's bed, stretched out his arms, and hugged Huamanlou's body.She leaned her head on Hua Manlou's chest, listening to the steady beating of Hua Manlou's heart.

It is only now that I realize that Qingchen's body is actually much smaller than Huamanlou's.Hugging him like this in the early morning, her slender body was nestled on the side of Huamanlou's body, and the top of her head just reached Huamanlou's neck.

Realizing this situation, Qingchen squinted his eyes, and hugged Huamanlou even tighter with both arms, so that the two bodies were tightly attached to each other, leaving almost no gap.

——as if wanting to melt into each other's flesh and blood.