Chapter 348: Chapter 345 Chapter 348: Chapter 345 In the rescue team in the Uninhabited Area, all he knew was to keep his body in its best, most formidable condition, so he could face various crises without fear.

But now.

He looked at himself, but this glance seemed fraught with meaning.

Wen Xian was feeling irritable, thinking that he had to go to bed to sleep eventually, so she haughtily flung him aside, her face flushed with anger as she gritted her teeth and huffed:
“Do whatever you want, take the book if you will. I’m sleepy anyway, I want to sleep!”

Saying this, she slid down, burrowed into the blankets, and wrapped herself up with her back to him.

Captain Lu could really hold his ground.

She couldn’t concentrate on her reading, wasn’t it because he made her thoughts chaotic? Yet he had the nerve to take her task.

He hadn’t even finished elementary school!

Lu Xiao watched this scene, his eyebrows slightly raised, before getting up and saying in a calm, low voice, “Alright, you sleep first. I’ll go find some pajamas to wear.”

Having said that, he walked away from the side of the bed.

Yet the next second, Wen Xian, the great star, suddenly turned and propped herself halfway out of the blankets, urgently shouting, “No, you can’t wear them!”

As soon as these words came out, Lu Xiao’s body froze for a moment, and his steps halted.

Then he slowly turned around: “…?”

You can’t wear them?

As Wen Xian realized what she had just done, her face grew even hotter.

But since it had come to this, she braced herself and, facing Captain Lu’s deep gaze, stammered out recklessly:
“Just, just come up like that, there’s no need to go to such lengths.”

Yes, it’s unnecessary!

What he put on, he would still have to take off.

Climbing into her bed, did he still expect to preserve his innocence?

Lu Xiao: “…”

For a moment, Captain Lu once again harbored deep doubts.

What exactly… was the reason she was with him?

Yet Wen Xian pinched the blanket to her chest with one hand while patting the bed next to her with the other small hand: “What are you standing there for, come on over!”

Was this little demoness, Captain Lu, trying to drive her to an early grave?

Lu Xiao looked at the bed: “…”

Finally, he took a deep breath, his temples throbbing, and simply walked to the door to turn off the main light.

Suddenly, the room plunged into darkness.

And when he returned, he directly lifted the blankets and got into bed.

The woman in bed somehow let out a muffled groan.

“What’s wrong, did I press on you, does it hurt?”

The man hastily spoke and was about to turn on the light at the head of the bed.

But a woman’s slender arm suddenly blocked his.

She burrowed frantically into his embrace, her voice delicate and soft: “It doesn’t matter if it hurts… I like it when you’re on top of me.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiao: “…”

Night stretched on.

The sky was pitch-black, like spilled ink, with a few stars dotting it, here in Beijing, where countless lights spanned thousands of miles.

This ancient city slept at night, yet many places remained brightly lit.

A capital where a long history and modern civilization blend perfectly.

Wen Xian had been to Beijing before, usually for rushed notices and events, staying in hotels without ever really spending a few days alone.

She thought Beijing, though prosperous, didn’t give her a sense of belonging.

But now, everything was different.

She was now sleeping in Lu Xiao’s home, in his room, in his arms. Her heart felt an unprecedented sense of peace, steadiness, and solidity.

It made her fully understand that Lu Xiao was her home.

“Wen Xian.”

“Hmm?”