Chapter 100
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After a pause, Jiang Yao looked at Lu Xingzhi from head to toe and asked, "Are you that scary?"
Lu Xingzhi's originally cloudy mood instantly dissipated. He couldn't help but raise his hand to rub Jiang Yao's head.
The only person who didn't think he was scary was probably Jiang Yao. Even Lu Yuqing had said that when he was angry, he was especially scary.
The reason why the people in the county town feared him was because they were afraid of the Lu family and the huge network of connections he had in Jingdu.
The train finally started moving. Lu Xingzhi pulled her into his arms. Seeing that she seemed to have forgotten the frightening incident before she boarded the train, he felt a little guilty.
"Jiang Yao," Lu Xingzhi shouted and promised, "It won't happen again."
Jiang Yao was admiring the scenery outside the window when she suddenly heard Lu Xingzhi's promise. For a moment, she was a little dazed. She turned to look at him with a puzzled expression.
Lu Xingzhi wasn't good at explaining. Seeing that she didn't react, he only smiled and didn't explain further.
Jiang Yao was very familiar with the train from the county town to Nanjiang City. Even the scenery along the way was incomparably amiable. In the past, things that seemed lifeless in her eyes seemed to have a magical vitality at this very moment. They presented their own vigorous vitality under the scorching sun.
"It'll take more than four hours to get back. If you're tired, you can close your eyes and rest for a while." Lu Xingzhi tapped his shoulder, indicating that she could lean on him.
"I'm very energetic. It's good to look at the scenery." Jiang Yao shook her head.
Lu Xingzhi grunted in acknowledgment. Then, he began to observe the train cabin. This was probably a professional instinct to observe and analyze the safety of the surrounding environment. When he saw that there was nothing suspicious, he returned his attention to Jiang Yao.
It could be seen that she was in a good mood after boarding the train. The scenery outside the window was like a painting in her eyes, or rather, it was a work of art that she admired, which made her feel very interested.
Her face was facing the window. Lu Xingzhi could see her smiling face reflected on the glass. It was shallow, but not fake at all.
One of her hands was placed on the glass of the window as if she wanted to mischievously touch the scenery outside. Her other hand was held by him. Even though this posture might make her uncomfortable, she did not seem to have any intention of withdrawing her hand.
Suddenly, Jiang Yao scratched him with the hand he was holding. She turned around and pointed out the window excitedly. "Look, you're flying in the sky!"
Lu Xingzhi raised his eyes and glanced at her. He scoffed, raised his eyebrows, and gave a one-word comment, "Ugly."
A tiger-shaped kite was fluttering in the wind. Below it, a group of children about seven or eight years old were laughing and holding the kite string. Only children this age were not afraid of the heat and were still in the mood to fly a kite under the sun in this season.
Jiang Yao suddenly laughed out loud. "It's a tiger! You can't fly yet!"
Lu Xingzhi's zodiac sign was a tiger, so when she saw the kite, Jiang Yao deliberately made fun of him. However, the kite might have been the children's handiwork. It was indeed not well-drawn.
In terms of appearance, the big tiger beside her naturally won.
After a four-and-a-half-hour ride, the train arrived at the station.
Lu Xingzhi led Jiang Yao, who had an excited expression on her face, out of the train. It was only three o 'clock in the afternoon. After leaving the train station, Lu Xingzhi took Jiang Yao for lunch.
The lunch on the train was not delicious. The two of them just casually ate two mouthfuls. They had planned to find something else to fill their stomachs after they got off the train.
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