Chapter 336: Chapter 333 Chapter 336: Chapter 333 The warm breath was indeed making her too ticklish, and she couldn’t help but hum a sound, turning her head away.
But then, she seemed to feel that tingling sensation on her own neck, in the hollow of her collarbone.
It was becoming even more unbearable for her.
Yet that breath, so familiar, was very much like Lu Xiao’s scent, fresh and clean, with hints of pine and tobacco.
She didn’t have the heart to push it away, somewhat greedy for it.
Was she still dreaming?
The sensation grew clearer and more real by the moment.
Outside the window, there stood a tree.
That tree was tall, with many branches, heavy with a layer of snow upon them; when the wind blew, the snowflakes scattered, drifting with the night breeze.
In the corridor hung a small night lamp, its light filtering through the window, casting two faintly overlapping shadows on the white walls of the room.
Under the warmth of the quilt, it seemed to have been lifted slightly by someone.
She, sleeping in a drowsy state, felt something and suddenly the delicate back of her hand covered her eyes, her fair cheeks flushing a hint of red.
Thinking she was in a dream, she subconsciously whispered his name.
She could even feel that the person beside her in the dream seemed to freeze for a moment.
Afterward, she faintly heard two soft words near her ear.
That voice, which fell so tangibly by her ear, sent a current zipping through her, making her scalp tingle,
and her mind suddenly became somewhat clearer; she drowsily moved her wrist away, opening her eyes.
And when she looked, there he was in front of her, his face in clear sight.
The tall bridge of his nose, the dark and slender brows, the exquisitely sculpted features, every part of him was presented before her eyes.
Wen Xian’s cheeks were still a bit flushed, but she just looked at him, stunned.
Wasn’t she still caught up in a dream, and wasn’t he still far away in Qinghai, dealing with Zha Xi’s mother’s affairs…?
Yet after waking from a sleep, there he was before her very eyes?
Perhaps because she had been sleeping so heavily, she really couldn’t tell for a moment whether this was reality or a dream.
But just then, his hand suddenly withdrew from under the quilt.
His fingers lingered gently by her cheek, and the deep and melodious voice of the man came through, “What, you don’t recognize me once you’re awake?”
Even in her dream, she had been calling out his name.
A slight smile tugged at Lu Xiao’s lips.
He seemed very pleased with the scene before him.
Wen Xian propped herself up on one arm, rubbing her eyes, her dazed expression eliciting endearment.
“You really came back,” she said, her voice hoarse.
As she sat up, she didn’t notice her loose neckline suddenly gaped open, revealing the smooth and rounded slope of her shoulder.
It was a sight that involuntarily darkened the depths of the onlooker’s eyes.
Lu Xiao reached for the quilt and quickly went up to cover her, telling her, “Who else could it be but me? I’ve returned from Qinghai.”
As he spoke, he again leaned down and couldn’t resist whispering something into her ear.
Thinking of the hand he had just pulled out from under the quilt made her face turn slightly red.
Captain Lu really had learned some bad tricks.
But the fact that he appeared before her truly made her feel as if she were dreaming.
She nestled into his embrace, yearningly—