Chapter 2758 The Beautiful Concubine of the Misogynist General (4)

Bai Weiwei finally reached Lu Xinglan's yard.

The courtyard was empty, and a place like a martial arts field was set up outside, with knives, guns, sticks, and various targets.

Several were broken and crumbling.

Bai Weiwei: "..."

It felt like those targets were her head.

The door of the house was wide open, letting in the moonlight generously.

The beaded curtain was raised and tied aside.

In the room, you can see the incense burner, with the smoke of agarwood floating.

Although Lu Xinglan is the most senior military commander, with the title of General, he has made numerous military achievements.

But it's not just a brainless general.

He likes to read and is good at strategy.

The staff officers around him are just decorations.

And after leaving the battlefield, the life he likes tends to be refined.

The style of the house is as elegant as that of a literati.

Bai Weiwei was holding a basin of water, her hands were already sore.

There is really no one in the yard.

It seems that there is a book boy or something.

But no one was seen.

The system said: "The male lead is sitting inside and reading a book. He is sitting in a relatively remote place. Others can't see him at the door, but he can see everything at the door."

Bai Weiwei: "Such a person is very vigilant."

Finding a place to read a book is like squatting on a hunting ground, peeking around secretly to feel at ease.

She stood at the door without saying a word.

Instead, he kept silent, hesitation and anxiety even appeared on his face, and his eyes fluctuated with a hint of expectation and fear.

The garnet red skirt also moved slightly.

Unusually anxious.

On the side of the bead curtain in the room, there are many books randomly thrown on the rosewood table.

On the table, black wide cuffs were hanging casually on the edge of the table, and a hand as delicate as jade was casually flipping through the book.

He heard someone coming.

But he didn't bother to raise his eyes.

The heat was hot at night, and there was an ice basin in the house.

Bai Weiwei lingered outside for a while, and asked the system for side rewards by the way.

The branch line of the previous plane was so tiring.

She wouldn't let it go even if she was rewarded with a tasteless one, after all, she could cheat the system a little bit.

The system has already searched every corner of the discount area of ​​the supermarket.

Finally found a decent reward for him.

"Ding, branch rewards are issued."

Bai Weiwei waited for a long time, "Huh? What reward?"

Why is there no manual.

System: "The reminder is stuck, it is a kind of fragrant essential oil, which has been sprinkled on you."

Bai Weiwei looked blank: "What's the use?"

System: "Isn't the male protagonist disgusting of women? Probably because the smell of femininity is too stinky. I'll reward you with a scented essential oil to ensure that your femininity is different, so that he can't stop smelling it, and he definitely doesn't want to vomit."

Bai Weiwei: "What if it's not the smell that disgusts him?"

System: "...then the reward is useless haha."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

Could this reward be any less reliable?

spicy chicken.

Bai Weiwei felt like standing at the door again, chatting with the system about the branch line.

I guess I'm going to have a heart attack.

She resumed her character, and took steps lightly, well-behaved, but without making a sound.

One foot just hit the threshold.

But I heard a voice as cold as ice and snow, as crisp as broken jade, from inside the door.

"Let's go back."

Bai Weiwei's footsteps stopped, her eyelashes trembled, and her voice contained a hint of surprise.

"Master?"

The voice was unexpectedly pleasant and mellow.

Let the man who is reading a book raise his eyes indifferently.

But outside the bead curtain, the petite figure standing at the door looks like a willow in the early spring breeze.

She bent over, as if she wanted to look at something, her charming eyes were wet, and her pure white face was tinged with a delicate blush from walking.

Like pinched flower buds, a tender pinch.

She is extremely charming, but she has more pure beauty.

The eyes of the man sitting at the table froze slightly.

But he saw that daring girl had already stepped into his house.

The momentary stagnation in the man's eyes disappeared, replaced by a trace of impatience.

I am not afraid of death.

It seems that one more kick is going to go out.