Fu Jiu

This is a story of a captain of a secluded place and a gorgeous female celebrity—both who would hardly cross paths but a collision in Tibet sets an opening to their encounter.
Upon their first encounter, Wenxian already has her eyes set on Captain Lu—her mouth drooling with desire. 
Wenxian, “Hmm? How can I win over your heart? In a plain sack or using sweet talk?”
With a cigarette in his mouth, Lu Xiao scoffs. “You are an impressive and popular celebrity, I am only a captain at this secluded place. I am very poor, what is it in me that you like about?”
Wenxian, “I like how you always snub back at me.”
Lu Xiao choked and walked away heartlessly. “You are shameless, don’t even dream about it!”
The next day, he said, “It's all because you were carried away by a whim?”
Wenxian, “No, hatching a scheme.”

Tangling with the Western Commander

The warm breath was indeed making her too ticklish, and she couldn't help but hum a sound, turning her head away.


But then, she seemed to feel that tingling sensation on her own neck, in the hollow of her collarbone.


It was becoming even more unbearable for her.


Yet that breath, so familiar, was very much like Lu Xiao's scent, fresh and clean, with hints of pine and tobacco.


She didn't have the heart to push it away, somewhat greedy for it.


The sensation grew clearer and more real by the moment.


Outside the window, there stood a tree.


That tree was tall, with many branches, heavy with a layer of snow upon them; when the wind blew, the snowflakes scattered, drifting with the night breeze.


In the corridor hung a small night lamp, its light filtering through the window, casting two faintly overlapping shadows on the white walls of the room.


Under the warmth of the quilt, it seemed to have been lifted slightly by someone.


Chapter 333