A kitten jumped onto the balcony softly, it was Fu Lan.
Feeling that there was no one else around, he stretched out his hand and touched the sleeping Lu Man's face.
Just as he had imagined countless times, it was soft and warm, as if he were touching a piece of fine warm jade.
His eyes were no longer gentle and pure black. There seemed to be golden light flowing when he looked up. His eyes were like two ancient deep pools, mysterious and unpredictable, and people couldn't help but explore.
He rubbed it twice more, feeling the soft texture under his hands, and the expression on his face changed unexpectedly.
His sister is so fragile and cute, he really wants to tie her to him.
Her abilities are so good, she will definitely attract the prying eyes of those with malicious intentions, and she will be arrested...
But if he really traps her next to him like a caged bird, she will definitely be angry...
After a while, Fu Lan sighed quietly and made up his mind.
Lu Man can do whatever he wants, and he will protect her from the side, because she is the only ray of light he can see in his life that is decaying like a dead branch...
Fu Lan jumped off the rocking chair, stood in front of Lu Man, stared at Lu Man, and slowly closed his eyes.
When he opened it again, his eyes had turned into animal eyes, and a pair of huge wings spread out behind him.
A burst of black mist surged around his body, enveloping him entirely in it, revealing an ominous aura.
A faint growl came from inside, and Lu Man, who was asleep, frowned slightly.
The black fog gradually dissipated, and a figure emerged.
If Lu Man was awake at this moment, or if other interstellar orcs were present, he would definitely recognize that the person who suddenly appeared was the long-missing first commander of the Federation, Fu Lan.
He was wearing a federal dark blue military uniform, with the shoulder insignia of the first commander on his shoulders.
The well-tailored clothes show off his perfect figure to the fullest.
His figure is tall and straight, with sharp edges and corners, and his facial features are like the most perfect sculptures. Every part of him shows the Creator's preference for him.
His silver hair was a little messy, but it added a touch of abstinence to his whole person. His thin lips were pursed tightly, and there was an occasional glimmer in his eyes, looking dangerous and charming.
He wore black gloves and military boots, which wrapped his whole body tightly, like an emotionless war machine, but the look he looked at Lu Mann revealed real possessiveness.
He bent down, picked up the sleeping Lu Man from the rocking chair, carefully adjusted a comfortable position for Lu Man to sleep in, held his treasure, and walked to the bedroom step by step.
Carefully placing Lu Man on the bed, Fu Lan stood steadily in front of her bed.
He slowly took off his gloves, took Lu Man's hand, and kissed it gently.
Without a trace of desire, but full of sincere emotions.
Looking up again, Fu Lan had a hint of unknown pride in his eyes, "Sister, after it's stamped, you are mine."
"I'll give you three seconds to regret, three..."
"two……"
"one……"
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence."
The look of pride on his face became even brighter, like a child getting his long-loved candy.
He put down Lu Mann's hand and stared at Lu Mann's sleeping face on the bed, with a smile on his lips, stubbornly trying to engrave the beauty's figure in his mind.
Looking at Lu Man's lips as pink as cherry blossoms, Fu Lan's mouth went dry for a moment, and he unconsciously stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the corners of his lips.
Leaning over, I want to taste whether it is as sweet as cherry blossoms...
Halfway through, he suddenly woke up, turned to Lu Man's ear with restraint, gently smoothed down the loose hair beside her ear, and lightly tapped the corner of his lips with the tip of the hair.
"Good night, sister."
I don't know if it was a coincidence or something, but Lu Man hummed softly in his dream, as if specifically responding to this good night.
Fu Lan's aura became even more like a spring breeze. He tucked Lu Mann's quilt attentively, turned around, and another burst of black mist flashed by, and he turned into a kitten again.
Lying down in the cat's nest that Lu Man made for him, looking at Lu Man's sleeping face, he closed his eyes with satisfaction.
