Crossing Worlds Provocation

The rocking chair shook slowly, and Wen Xian was completely drunk in the afternoon.

In the evening, the two began to prepare candlelight dinners.

The two were frying steak and saury together in the small kitchen, and finally Wen Xian took a pinch of lemon and poured lemon juice on top of the saury.

Lu Xiao was cooking the sauce of baked shrimp with cheese, and Wen Xuan handed a piece of lemon to his mouth. Lu Xiao ate it without even seeing it.

Wen Xian smiled badly, raising his eyebrows, waiting to see how he was sour.

But Lu Xiao's expression was indifferent, when he noticed that she was looking over and staring at him, he asked with a serious face:

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Wen Xian: "......???"

Isn't he so sour? He eats lemons.

"No, isn't it sour?" Wen Xian looked dazed and surprised.

Lu Xiao tugged at the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly: "It's not sour, this one is pretty sweet."

Wen Xian was dubious after hearing this.

Suddenly, she cut another slice of lemon. She smelled it, and it seemed that there was indeed a sweet smell, so she opened her mouth and took a bite.

The next second-

"puff……!"

Sourness spread between her lips and teeth, and her nerves trembled with sourness, and she vomited out quickly, her face wrinkled into a ball.

She grinned and asked Lu Xiao, only to find that the corners of Captain Lu's lips curled up wantonly.

Wen Xian: "..."

fall!

I pit myself again.

Because this year is a memorial day, even if it is only the first month, Wen Xian feels that it is necessary to commemorate it.

In life, we often need a sense of ritual, even if we are already an old couple, because love needs to be fresh.

It is precisely because this person is the one who will accompany you for the rest of your life, so you have to cherish it and treat it well.

Steak, saury, baked shrimp with cheese, sweet and sour beet soup, baked apples, and baked bread slices and butter in a small basket were placed on the plates on the dining table.

Red wine was poured in a tall glass.

Under the dim candlelight in the wooden cabin, Wen Xian wore a red suspender skirt, and Lu Xiao wore a suit pants and a white shirt. The two sat opposite each other.

It was snowing outside the window, and under the chandelier under the eaves of the cabin, the heavy snow of goose feathers outside was clearly set off.

In the small wooden house, the flames in the fireplace were moving, filled with warmth.

The two of them were eating, looking at each other and talking, and when they looked at each other, their eyes were full of affection for each other.

After drinking the red wine for a while, Wen Xian's cheeks were already a little bit morose.

A thin flush on the fair skin is particularly charming.

Lu Xiao got up at this moment, walked to a retro record player, replaced it with a vinyl record, and put the pointer on it, and suddenly a lazy and intoxicating tune rang.

It was a song from abroad, named "Duet".

The tune is elegant, lazy, yet affectionate.

Finally, just as Wen Xian looked a little fascinated by Lu Xiao's tall and slender figure, he turned and walked over after doing everything.

This time, he did not return to the seat.

Instead, he came to her step by step, with one hand behind her, and the other stretched out, a deep and magnetic voice sounded in front of her:

"Mrs. Lu, can I ask you to do a dance?"

Against the backdrop of the candlelight, he leaned slightly and looked down at her, his eyebrows full of concentration.

[Nine brother: ah, first storm, ask for a recommendation ticket, monthly pass, I’m still making good night, baby sleep first]

Remarks: "Duet" singer: RachaelYamagata