Tangling with the Western Commander

Chapter 161: Chapter 158: Is It Over?

Within the jurisdiction.

Upon hearing a roar like that of a wild beast, Sang Nian slightly opened the window and poked his head out.

Outside, the surroundings were already desolate. He rubbed his eyes, a look of confusion on his face.

What’s going on? Where had their boss driven off to at this hour…

And he had no idea.

At this moment, their boss was no longer alone…!

The car sped under the moonlit starry sky as if aiming for the ends of the earth.

After the windows closed, the interior sank into silence so profound that they could only hear each other’s heartbeats.

Wen Xian leaned back in her seat, letting go of all the fatigue from the long journey she had endured until now.

Right then, gazing at the stars in the sky ahead and the endless highway, she slowly turned her head to look at his profile.

A faint smile tugged at her lips.

Hadn’t he said… he wouldn’t get a buzz cut?

Hadn’t he said, it wasn’t like whatever she said goes, and that even if he did shave, she wouldn’t see it?

But now, he had shaved.

Even thinking she wouldn’t see it, he still shaved.

Just because she said she liked it.

The man driving wore a black fleece jacket; his back was straight, his sleeves slightly rolled up exposing his tough wrists.

His long, powerful hands gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles well-defined.

Wen Xian rested her chin on one hand, watching his profile, her eyes shimmering as if with starlight.

She remembered reading somewhere before.

They say a buzz cut truly tests a man’s looks, and he must be the prime example of the most handsome man with a buzz cut.

The contours of his face became even more distinct and angular.

His nose was straight, his jaw firm, curves perfect.@@novelbin@@

Especially near his forehead, that slight scar no longer hidden; besides the coolness, rigidity, and more intense aura, there was an indescribable masculine charm and toughness.

It made her heart itch, sinking deep into it.

Lu Xiao sensed her gaze, feeling it was exceptionally… undisguised.

He glanced at her, his eyes deep: “What are you doing?”

Wen Xian didn’t speak, just smiled and turned her head to look forward, but in the next second, her hand stealthily reached out.

Her fingertips touched his arm.

Lu Xiao: “…”

A moment later, the SUV slowed down a bit, and he, supporting the steering wheel with one hand, seized her mischievous small hand with his other large hand.

“Don’t cause trouble.”

He said, his voice deep.

Wen Xian’s eyes flickered slightly, not looking at him, but when he held her hand, she gently scratched at the palm of his hand.

In an instant, a tingling sensation spread like electricity straight to his nerve endings, making it seem as if the strings in his mind were about to snap, his throat sliding with some difficulty.

And at that moment.

In the car, her soft voice arose: “So what does causing trouble look like?”

Lu Xiao: “…”

His back heated up.

Finally, the car crossed the Gobi and came to a stop on a flat highland.

The night was pitch-black, yet the heavens scattered their silver glow.

It sprinkled upon the earth and the SUV, seemingly blending into the darkness of the night.

The cabin was quiet.

For a moment, both of them remained silent, but at the handbrake, their hands held together.

Wen Xian felt that he seemed very warm.

The palm of her hand was getting somewhat moist from his increasingly hot touch.

Around them, there was only the sound of their breathing and heartbeats.

Then, she suddenly heard his voice, deep and hoarse: “Is it over?”