Chapter 158

"I'll open the door."

Lu Nancheng sighed as she ran barefoot to open the door and followed her.

The door opened, and outside stood the takeout boy.

"The food you ordered, miss."

"I'm sorry, are you mistaken? I didn't call? "

She looked back at Lu Nancheng: "did you call?"

Lu Nancheng's face was even darker. Looking at the address on the note, he said coldly: "next door."

"Oh, sorry, wrong way."

Take away brother immediately sorry to leave, Song Jin Bang closed the door back, he tightly pursed his lips, extremely unhappy, what is broken!

Lu Nan city lay down in bed again, and Song Jin was not looking at piggy page.

He put his hands behind his head, his dark eyes staring at the ceiling, and someone tucked him in.

"Have a rest. It's hard today."

"And you?"

"I'll go out and buy you something to eat. I'll be back soon. You can rest at ease."

Song Jin is touched next his bright and clean forehead, let Lu Nancheng accident, watch her quickly carry a bag to leave.

Room card was taken away by her, the room suddenly dark down, he just closed his eyes to rest.

Song Jin, who is standing outside the door, suddenly changes her face. Her smile falls from the corner of her mouth. She walks to the elevator in distress.

Just now, if it wasn't for the takeout boy, I'm afraid he'd pierced that layer of paper. She hasn't figured out how to deal with it. She and Lu Nancheng, apart from other things, can't accept the age difference. She's an old aunt who's going to be 50 years old.

If he doesn't mind, it doesn't mean that the Lu family doesn't mind. Her real identity is a huge problem, as well as her purpose of returning to the imperial city.

Song Jin rubs her head in distress. When the elevator comes, she goes down quickly. She gets out of the hotel and walks aimlessly, vaguely knowing that there is food in front of her.

Lu Nancheng didn't like to eat much. She bought a piece of food slowly and didn't rush back. She swayed slowly on the road and didn't go back until half an hour later.

When she came back in, the room was quiet and he was still sleeping. She put the food on the table, took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and sat on the terrace drinking.

Night slowly falls, the whole bustling city lights, bright lights, all kinds of colors blooming in the night sky, she shakes the glass, sipping.

The night wind is blowing on her body, which makes her feel as hot as the night wind.

However, Song Jin soon dispelled the heat from her heart, continued to drink a few drinks, and her mood became happy again. She will soon open her branch in this prosperous city, and will open in more cities in the future. Like her father, she will become a food myth.

Lu Nancheng had woken up since she came back, but he didn't move and continued to lie on the bed. He waited for a long time, but there was no movement outside. When he could not help going out, someone was lying on the table drunk, the wine glass fell on the blanket, and the scarlet liquid stained half of the table.

"Xiaojin."

He called several times in a row, and then called her up. Song Jin was dazed and supported the table, looking at the black shadow in front of her.

There is no light in the room, only a small light on the terrace is on, which lengthens their shadow. Song Jin grabs his arm to stand up from the chair, and pours into his arms.

Lu Nancheng took over, has completely understood her style, almost every wine will be drunk.

"Know who I am?"

He directly presses people on the glass door, Song Jin's petite body is his opponent, like a chicken. Although her head is deaf, her eyes are bright.

"Do you recognize it?"

Lu Nancheng was a little helpless. She thought she would not recognize her, but she nodded.

"Well, Lu Nancheng, I know you like me."

She said very seriously, small eyes even straight at him, the light inside suddenly dim.

"When do you know?"

"I know that anyway."

She leaned against the glass, her mouth bent down, with some helplessness: "but I can't like you."

He seems to have been hit in the heart, stuffy, not to scratch: "why?"

"I just can't like it."

"Give me a reason."

"I'm sleepy. I want to sleep."

She body forward, directly into his arms, Lu Nancheng holding her, but do not want to let her sleep now, he wants to ask.

"Song Jin, wake up, let's have a good chat."

Although what she said was drunken, it seemed to be true. Lu Nancheng took her to the room, laid her flat on the bed and made trouble with her.

"Song Jin, tell me why you can't like me. My dear, what you say is very rewarding."

"I don't want rewards. I want to sleep."

She side body, buttocks to him, Lu Nancheng directly turned her over, face to himself, even patted her back, slowly seduced: "Xiaojin, do you also like me?"She muttered, her eyelids moved: "I don't like it."

Lu Nancheng's face turned black. He couldn't believe it: "I don't like it at all?"

Song Jin's face rubbed in his arms: "a little like."

That is to like, which makes Lu Nancheng feel much better, at least like. As for why he can't like him, the only thing I can think of is their marriage agreement. It really hurts when I hit my feet with a stone!

Song Jin moved restlessly in his arms again. Lu Nancheng put her down and rolled her body in directly. She found a comfortable position to sleep.

He sat on the edge of the bed for a while, his tense face half hidden in the light, he sat at the head of the bed and sighed, but she slept very sweet, and even hit her mouth.

He took a breath and went to the door. He stood smoking in the dark. His heart was so upset that he didn't know how to go any further.

Lu Nancheng sat down in her place. There was a little wine left in the bottle. He drank it up directly. His throat was moist with wine. He stood up and went into the room with hot wind. The woman who had been sleeping in her place suddenly lay on the bed in a big shape. The quilt was kicked to the ground. He had to bend down to pick up the quilt. When he bent over, he suddenly heard her mouth calling for her mother And then she became a sister.