Chapter 1282
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She was unhappy with the guy who disturbed her sleep. She pouted childishly and sulked.
It was so annoying. She just wanted to sleep. She didn't sleep much last night and had too many things to plan. When she came back to her senses, it was almost dawn.
She rubbed her dry eyes, trying to wake herself up.
The person outside who was knocking on the window froze and looked straight at the person inside. He couldn't even bear to blink.
So … so … so cute. Ahhh, my wife is so cute. I want to put her in my pocket and carry her with me.
Especially when she looked at him with her confused peach blossom eyes, there was only a watery, muddled, and confused look in her eyes.
She stretched lazily and yawned like a kitten that had just woken up.
Her eyes were barely open and there was a crystal clear water droplet at the corner of her eye. It was a natural charm.
Her soft long hair was a little messy on her shoulders and fell to her chest. It swayed with the movements of her hands.
The light blue blouse paired with the white gauze skirt gave her a layer of elegant elegance.
If one looked closely, they would find that there was an indescribable seductive aura on her. It was like … a clear spring. Yes, a clear spring.
For people who had been in a drought for a long time, it was a fatal attraction.
Why didn't he realize that Xunmi was so seductive in the past? No, the past was definitely not the present her.
Xunmi was Qi Xunmi. She was her. She was his wife.
Although he felt that this feeling was ridiculous, he felt that way.
Seeing that his wife's eyes were about to close again and her little head was about to fall asleep, he couldn't bear it and quickly knocked on the window.
Sob, sob, sob. Wife, open the window and let me in. He felt that he couldn't make it to the center of this difficult action.
Xunmi, who almost fell asleep again, was annoyed. # Who kept disturbing her sleep? Drag him out and kill him.
She opened her eyes unhappily and glared at the source of the sound. When her eyes focused and she saw the face outside the window, Xunmi instantly froze.
Her mouth was wide open in surprise. What was her husband doing?
Her actions were faster than her brain. She rushed over and asked anxiously, "Yilin, why are you here? Are you okay?"
He quickly opened the window on the other side and poked his head out to see the situation outside.
Feng Yilin had one hand on the iron railing that connected the two carriages. He had one foot on one side of the carriage, and his other foot was dangling in the air. His free hand was patting the window of her carriage.
Should she say that it was fortunate that she had directly booked a carriage this time, and it just so happened that it was linked to the cargo box, so that her husband could barely climb onto the train?
She didn't know where she was. How long had her husband been like this? He was really bold. Even if the train wasn't fast, it was still very dangerous.
She wanted to scold him, but looking at his current appearance, her heart ached uncontrollably.
Feng Yilin had been observing his wife's expression the entire time. Seeing that his wife was distressed, he hurriedly spoke to divert her attention.
"Wife, wife, can you give me a hand? My legs are so soft, I'm going to fall off."
When Xunmi heard this, she was shocked. "Hold on, I'll open this window right away."
The window next to her, which was the one that her husband had just patted, was sealed, but judging from her husband's current position and angle, it was safer to enter from here.
She turned around and grabbed her handbag from the bed, took out the gun inside, and broke the lock with brute force. She threw the gun away and carefully opened the window.
"Do you need help?" She pulled the quilt from the bed and cleaned the rust residue on the window. She was afraid that her husband's hand would be injured.
Feng Yilin's chest was filled with a surge of warmth. He stared at his wife's actions with an unconcealable passion in his eyes.
"Wife, move back a little. I'm afraid that I'll hurt you later." His voice was gentle, but his body was tense, and he was ready to attack at any time.
Xunmi obediently moved back. She swept away the things on the bed in front of her and threw the quilt over, making the area where her husband would fall even softer.
She did these small details very naturally, as if they had already become a habit.
Feng Yilin took a deep breath. His hand that was hanging in the air grabbed the window, and his hand that was originally holding the iron railing also climbed over.
His foot that was in the air hooked onto the railing, and his other foot and hands that were pushing against the carriage at the same time. His entire body was like a sharp sword as he jumped directly into the window.
"Ah." "Phew …"
Xunmi couldn't help but cry out in surprise. Feng Yilin also exhaled. Although he had miscalculated, his leg was only hooked by the window. He was fine.
"How are you? How are you? Where are you hurt?" After Xunmi came back to her senses, she knelt beside the person who was still lying on the bed and carefully moved his leg in.
Feng Yilin turned over and rolled directly into Xunmi's arms. He wrapped his arms around her waist.
"It just hurts a little, but I'm not hurt. Wife, it won't hurt anymore if you kiss me and call me husband."
Xunmi was very worried about the collision just now. It wasn't loud, but it definitely wasn't soft either. She didn't push away the person who was asking for comfort.
She bent down and checked her husband's leg. Her eyes were full of heartache.
Seeing that he was fine, she turned around to pour her husband some water. Then, she took out a bottle of nutrient solution from a place where he couldn't see.
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