Chapter 2777 The Beautiful Concubine of the Misogynist General (24)

This kind of thing of holding so many women to be his widows.

Do it less in the future.

The woman became lonely and crazy, unable to do anything.

The most vicious methods often come from the harem.

The Emperor's family knows this kind of suffering best.

When Lu Xinglan returned to his yard, he suddenly discovered something terrible.

His room has only one bed.

He hugged the girl and was dazed for a long time before his eyes slowly fell on a reclining chair.

The chair... is long and uncomfortable.

Bai Weiwei woke up for a while, and saw with her own eyes how Lu Xinglan kicked people away.

It confirmed the cruelty in his rumors.

Then he went back to sleep again.

After all, in his sleep, he firmly pulled a sober string, and grabbed Lu Xinglan's clothes with his hands.

But she practiced many times before it became so natural.

They are all fools.

It's nothing if you are familiar with it, and you can catch it automatically.

Poisoning also consumes energy. She slept through the night before getting up with a yawn.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the book boy staring at her with a paralyzed face.

Bai Weiwei also had a look on her face: "..."

Finally the book boy said, "Wake up."

Bai Weiwei: "Yes."

The book boy brought a food plate with a bowl of porridge on it.

"Eat it, you can't eat too much after being poisoned, and eat it tomorrow."

The book boy explained it dryly, as if he was endorsing a book.

Bai Weiwei was indeed hungry, she held up the bowls and chopsticks reservedly, and whispered, "Thank you."

The book boy said indifferently, "Tomorrow I will get some meat for you to eat."

Then he turned and left, whispering disgust when he went out.

"The voice is so small, I must not have enough meat, and the voice is too hungry."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

She held the bowl and sat on a chair.

The chair was a little high, and she carefully touched the balance beam under the chair with her feet, then lowered her head and began to eat in small bites.

Suddenly the broken beads were blown by the wind.

Bai Weiwei's eyelashes trembled, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a man coming in through the bead curtain.

He had just finished taking a bath, his black hair fell behind him, his slender eyelashes were covered with wet mist, making his eyes dark and deep.

Extraordinarily pure and beautiful.

Seeing the girl sitting on the chair and sipping porridge, she stared blankly at him.

Lu Xinglan paused, then he couldn't help but stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently, "From now on, I'll live here."

Bai Weiwei was holding the bowl, her face was buried in the bowl.

She blushed with embarrassment, raised her eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "Yes, young master."

Lu Xinglan didn't say anything, as if he was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, instead he turned around and went to the desk to read a book.

He jumped straight away and lay down on the sandalwood bench with a book.

The chair creaked.

There was silence all around.

The two were speechless.

Lu Xinglan turned the pages of the book, looking at her secretly from the corner of the eye through the pages.

It was found that she finished the porridge and put the bowl on the table silently.

Then she fumbled in the cuffs.

The wrist like a white lotus root sticks out from the cuff cleanly.

He stared at her beautiful wrists, and found that she just took out a handkerchief and wiped her cherry red lips.

Clean and seductive.

Under the light, beauty is more beautiful.

Lu Xinglan shook his chair and turned his attention back to the art of war.

But from time to time, his eyes always run away from home and look at the girl sitting under the lamp.

Curious about her.

Certainly not any particular emotion.

It's just a rare one who is not disgusting, just curious.

Lu Xinglan thought about it calmly.

Finally, it was almost time, he took away the book, and said coldly, "Take a break soon, your health is not good after being poisoned, and your body will be weakened if you don't sleep. Do you want me to buy you a coffin?"

Bai Weiwei was obediently sitting on the chair and didn't dare to move.

As soon as he heard it, he shook his head vigorously, and his voice became urgent, "No, no, I have money to buy it myself, and I don't need the young master's money."

Lu Xinglan: "..."