Tangling with the Western Commander

Chapter 184: Chapter 181: Wen Xian, Tempting Her Matchmaking Partner?!@@novelbin@@

The atmosphere had become stagnant. Lu Xiao made no sound, no movement, and even his chest had ceased to rise and fall.

His hands, clenched at some unknown time, slowly loosened again. His fingertips trembled slightly before he seemed to disappear entirely into the obscure shadows.

Overtaken by an excruciating pain that he had never experienced before, it bit by bit consumed and numbed him.

Wen Xian tried to look over cautiously, noticing his off-expression, she coughed lightly, her gaze flickering, “Lu Xiao…”

She reached out her hand, as if to appease, touching his.

The temperature of his large hand transmitted to her fingertips, but he neither held onto her nor rejected her touch.

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Wen Xian didn’t mind that, she just grasped his hand tightly and spoke slowly when she opened her mouth again,

“I, I didn’t know it would turn out like this. This is during shooting, I, I had no choice, but I promise you, I will be more careful afterwards, and won’t be like now—”

Lu Xiao suddenly just hmmmed faintly, slightly lowering his eyelids, and then there was no more sound.

A sudden strike seemed to hit Wen Xian’s heart, as if no amount of explanation was going to make any difference, utterly useless.

Lu Xiao moved. He placed the medical kit on the table, “Sit on it.”

Wen Xian: “…”

She took a step back and obediently sat on the edge of the table.

Then, Wen Xian watched as he took out the liniment from the medical kit, poured it into his palm, rubbed it warm, lifted her clothes, and applied it directly to her bruised area.

She let out a muffled groan as the pain hit her, but she bit her lower lip tightly, daring not to make a sound.

As he massaged the bruised area, applying some force, she understood that he was promoting blood circulation and dissipating the bruise, but how could she not feel pain.

What did it matter if it hurt? She endured it all.

Fearing to cause him further heartache.

In the end, she simply pulled him by the neck towards her, burying her small face into his chest.

Only when his scent filled her breaths did she seem able to forget the pain, even if just for a moment.

Finally, she lifted her head slightly and called softly in his ear,

“Lu Xiao.”

“Hmm.”

“You actually said something wrong just now,” she said.

“What.”

Wen Xian moved up a bit, straightened her back, and whispered in his ear, “Actually, I’m no longer a girl, but a woman, since last month, after a certain night… with you.”

Lu Xiao’s hands momentarily froze in their motion.

It seemed to take a while, before he finally spoke again, his voice deep and hoarse,

“Wen Xian, do you know what you should do as my woman?”

She lifted her chin to look at him.

Lu Xiao looked at her unwaveringly, his voice low, “She should live happier and more freely than anyone else, not simply accommodating the other half at the expense of her own well-being.”

Seeing her covered in injuries had nearly stopped his heart.

What had she gone through to get here, to act in this film, to be closer to him?

Wen Xian’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, as she searched for an excuse, “… I’m not doing it all for you… Besides, I have finished my part for now, and others will shoot next, so I can properly recuperate for a few days…”

Lu Xiao didn’t listen to her excuses. He suddenly swept her into his arms and laid her down on a moisture-proof mat set aside for resting.

He knelt on one knee, continuing to apply the medicinal wine to her.

The man’s large palm was hot and firm, touching her bruise, making her involuntarily let out muffled groans of discomfort.

Meanwhile, outside the tent—

Fang Zhi, who had followed them, listened to the woman’s sounds inside, her face pale and bloodless…!

Wen Xian was, was actually seducing her matchmaking partner…?