Tangling with the Western Commander

Chapter 100: Chapter 97: The Car Broke Down

Don’t push your luck.

Wen Xian leaned on his shoulder, fell silent for a moment, and her delicate fingers restlessly touched his earlobes, sending tingles up his scalp. Just as Lu Xiao was about to scold her, he heard her whisper:

“No, Lu Xiao, it’s me who wants to push my luck.”

Lu Xiao: “…”

He suddenly stopped walking, his back to her, took a deep breath, and when he spoke again, he slightly turned his head and said, “I was thinking about throwing you down, see if that’s possible?”

Wen Xian: “…”

Lu Xiao said sternly, “If you don’t want to be thrown down, behave and hold tight.”

Wen Xian climbed up a bit and clung tighter to his shoulder. Lu Xiao thought she had actually listened, but then, a second later, she teased, “Captain, do you believe that at other times, I can hold even tighter?”

That…!

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiao felt his blood rush to his head, and the next second, he suddenly let go, pulling her off his back. With his ears flushed and a headache coming on, he rubbed his forehead, “Get down, walk on your own.”

After that, he left without waiting for her, walking away directly.

“Hey, Lu Xiao! My foot is twisted, it really hurts.” Wen Xian pretended to limp and whined behind him.

Without turning his head back, Lu Xiao retorted, “Did I just attach a fake leg for you!”

Upon saying that.

Wen Xian: “…”

The next second, she straightened up and walked back on her own.

Really, this mischievous mouth.

…

The time spent together always flies by so quickly.

After leaving the yurt near the herder’s, they dallied around Fairy Lake for a while, and it was almost evening now.

After starting the car, she looked down and muttered softly, “Lu Xiao, just take me straight to the airport, okay?”

She wanted him to drop her off.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

After all, she did not know when they would meet again since they didn’t really have any actual relationship.

Besides, he probably would not come looking for her.

Lu Xiao heard this, “…”

He glanced at her through the rearview mirror, her eyelids slightly drooped, adding a pitiful look to her small face, and his dark, deep eyes grew more intense.

He didn’t speak, just started the car, and the two set off.

It was unclear whether he had agreed or not.

However, at that moment, Wen Xian’s phone suddenly rang.

She hurriedly searched for it and, seeing her agent’s number displayed, adjusted her breathing slightly and answered.

“Hello?”

A woman’s voice came clearly through the receiver:

“Is my darling’s flight confirmed this time, no issues at all, right!? Everyone is waiting for your return!”

Her agent was a fiery yet meticulous person—after all, she had to return, and all arrangements for the pickup needed to be handled.

Wen Xian casually asked, “Arriving at three in the morning, who’s coming to pick me up?”

“Who else? It’s going to be Young Master Huo personally. If you don’t come back, he will keep nagging me until he wears calluses in my ears.”

As Wen Xian continued talking, the man driving next to her suddenly looked a bit more profound.

Young Master Huo?

After Wen Xian finished, she hung up the phone, and the car once again fell into silence. Wen Xian glanced at Lu Xiao, who was driving seriously, his face showing no fluctuation.

She sighed softly in her heart, hoping he wouldn’t refuse to give her a ride.

Yet, just as she had this thought, suddenly—

The car abruptly braked, prompting her to cry out as her body jerked forward but was restrained by the seat belt.

“What, what happened?!”

Still shaken, she looked at Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao frowned, his voice deep and solemn, “I’ll go check; there seems to be a problem with the car.”