Walking Through Fire for You/ Bright Eyes in the Dark

Chapter 25

"He said that when humans lie, they look to the lower left corner of their eyes. You just lied."

For Nan Chu, it didn't matter if she was seen through. In front of Lin Luxiao, she never tried to hide it, and she didn't bother to hide it.

She twitched her lips, "You're not looking for me because of Yan Dai's affairs, right?"

Lin Luxiao snorted softly through his nose: "Where did you go just now?"

Nan Chu: "Smoking in the woods."

Lin Luxiao stared straight at her, his eyes darkened a bit.

After a long while, he nodded slightly, put his hands on his waist, licked his lower lip, and said, "I don't know if it's lights-out time and I can't run around?"

Nan Chu lowered his head and glanced at his watch, "The lights haven't been turned off yet."

Lin Luxiao squinted his eyes, raised his chin, took a step back, touched his upper and lower lips, turned his head, straightened it again, and said at the same time: "Come on, stand up straight."

Nan Chu stood up straight as he was told.

"Ten squats," he said.

Caught off guard.

"..."

Nan Chu looked at him in disbelief, his eyes widened.

Something wrong with your brain? Call her here late at night just to punish her with squats?

Nan Chu didn't move, staring at him persistently: "What problem did I make?"

Lin Luxiao frowned in displeasure, "Twenty."

"..."

Can you swear? No, then send an emoticon.

"It's forbidden, you still need me to teach you these four words?"

Nan Chu still didn't understand where he had offended him, so he reluctantly stretched out his hand, raised it flat, and squatted down.

Being a squadron leader is really a turn-on.

"One." He counted.

Roll your eyes, roll your eyes.

"two."

"three."

"Four."

"five."

"six."

"..."

Nan Chu began to breathe heavily, and her hands gradually dropped. She was lifted up by someone, and when she looked up, Lin Luxiao looked at her with raised eyebrows: "Didn't you eat?"

She glanced at him with calm eyes, determined not to beg for mercy. She adapted very quickly, and every time she squatted down, she would curse him in her mind, and then she would curse him out loud without even realizing it.

"eleven."

"Neuropathy."

His brows and eyes were filled with emotions, and they were slightly raised, as if he were smiling: "Twelve."

"Sadist."

He didn't mind at all, still counting slowly: "Thirteen."

"Son of a bitch."

He stopped counting and simply leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, and chuckled: "Yes, keep scolding, keep doing it, until I tell you to stop."

Nan Chuping raised his hands, very stubborn, his eyes were a little breathy, more indifferent, looking at him calmly, squatting up and breathing heavily, his face turned red, still not satisfied Willing to beg for mercy.