Just when Lu Yiwu vomited, most of her body moved away from her to the bedside. She took the opportunity to push him away. Then she left. She heard a bang behind her. She didn't expect to push him to the ground.
Fortunately, he was drunk, Han Zhiyu secretly congratulated himself.
Relaxing, Han Zhiyu walks to the bed and looks at Lu from a safe distance.
Although he seems harmless at this time, the scene just happened still can't let her down completely.
"So is Lu?"
Not forgetting the "tragic" case caused by his husband just now, Han Zhiyu stood by the bed and called his name several times. Seeing that he really didn't respond, he was relieved.
Roll up the sleeves, open the window first thing and let the room breathe. Because the heating is on in the room, wearing a sweater doesn't feel cold, but as soon as the window is opened and the cold wind blows in, Han Zhiyu can't help shivering, takes a blanket, puts it on Lu Yiwu, and turns to the bathroom.
Han Zhiyu is not spoiled, so she moves quickly and makes little noise. She goes in and out and cleans up the filth quickly.
Lu also leans on the bedside, which is convenient for her to change clean sheets. There are spare sheets in the bedroom, which can be changed quickly.
Lu also drunk himself for the first time in his life. He supported himself on the wine table with strong willpower, but as soon as he got on the bus, he got drunk.
The cold wind came in and vomited again, which made Lu's brain wake up a lot. But I was not very sober. I heard the sound of footsteps in my ears. The faint and familiar fragrance of jasmine lingered in my nose.
Closed eyes opened a gap, hazy line of sight, a slender figure appeared in front of us.
The woman seemed to be afraid of disturbing him. She walked lightly in and out of the room and swayed in front of her eyes. Her face was a little blurred and she couldn't see clearly. She opened her eyes for a long time and closed them heavily. When she closed her eyes, the face she didn't see clearly became clear in her mind.
"So is Lu?"
Han Zhiyu closes the window again, closes the curtain, walks to Lu Yiwu, squats down and calls him
Lu Weiying
Han Zhiyu took a look at him and sat down on the floor to sleep for a night. It would be very uncomfortable to get up tomorrow morning. After thinking about it, she reached out to help him take off his dirty coat and tried to pull his arm over his shoulder.
Before Chen Tian's help, and land is also standing, supporting him is still within the scope of ability. At this time, she is not sure whether she can help him up from the ground to the bed and try her best. Han Zhiyu cheers herself up from the bottom of her heart.
After taking a deep breath, Han Zhiyu even startled herself at the moment when she helped Lu up. Did she just release the power of great waste in her body? She actually helped a tall and strong drunkard up. Nothing in the world is impossible.
Han Zhiyu didn't think much about it. She put Lu also down on the bed, pulled the quilt over, turned and left the room. She didn't see the man's eyelashes, which were longer than the woman's, fluttering up and down. The bedroom soon became dark again.
……
Not long after I came here, a soft voice sounded in the ears of the man who had just fallen asleep, and my heart seemed to rise again.
A woman's voice is like a clear spring flowing into his heart. He doesn't like it when his mouth tastes sweet and sour after drinking.
"It's the same with Lu. I'll be more comfortable tomorrow morning if I drink some wake-up wine."
Lu also had heavy eyelids, but her lips were tightly pursed. She opened her mouth uncontrollably and drank the soup.
"One more sip."
The woman sitting on the bed was very patient. When she saw him swallow another spoonful and put it to his mouth, Lu also took another sip. One mouthful after another, and soon Lu drank all the soup. That sour sweet taste, in the mouth will not disperse.
I don't know whether it was because of vomiting and lying down for a while, or because of the effect of the wake-up soup. Lu also woke up a lot after drinking a bowl.
Close your eyes, open a little, look to the side of the body to feed up Han Zhiyu. She didn't find that his eyes opened a little, just holding a bowl in one hand, quietly pulling the quilt corner to cover him, and after that, she pressed the inside of his neck.
……
Han Zhiyu was relieved when he helped Lu cover the quilt. He finally finished what he had to do, and his heart fell with him.
Han Zhiyu couldn't help yawning when she got up. She was busy from more than 11 o'clock. In a flash, she was a little bit faster. She was really sleepy and didn't let herself sleep until she was tired.
Turning to go back to the room to sleep, Han Zhiyu's hand holding the bowl was suddenly held by a force. Han Zhiyu's relaxed body suddenly tensed and was too frightened. As soon as the force on his hand was released, the bowl slipped from his hand and tried to catch it. In a flash, he was pulled forward by that force and fell into the man's arms across the quilt.
One arm struggled to support his shoulder side, and looked at Lu from a close distance.
His eyes closed, breathing evenly, a harmless face, but the strength of his wrist is tight, full of aggression.Han Zhiyu took a deep breath, holding his arm, trying to get rid of his grip on his wrist. But after struggling for a few times, a low voice of displeasure sounded in my ear, "don't move."
When these two words came to her ears, Han Zhiyu wanted to open her mouth and bite the man to death.
"It's hard."
Lu also murmured hoarsely after his low rebuke. He didn't know whether he was sober or drunk.
Han Zhiyu speechless looking at Lu is also the case, saw the man with closed eyes suddenly had action, one hand opened the quilt, long legs neatly hook her legs outside the quilt to the quilt. The slippers on her feet were dragged down by him, and she was pulled into the quilt in the twinkling of an eye, and really fell into his arms.
He was wearing a shirt and trousers, and she was also neatly dressed, but they were face to face in a very intimate posture.
She half prostrate on him, his leg clip her leg, the other hand firmly buckle on her waist, let her move.
When she wanted to struggle, a low voice came from her head, "sleep."
There is nothing wrong with these two words, but his voice is a dangerous message.
Two people get along for a long time, such voice she is not strange, it is his voice will change after feeling.
"So is Lu. Let go. Let me get up and go back to my room to sleep."
Han Zhiyu did not dare to struggle any more for fear of provoking Lu's evil fire. The scene just now is still fresh in my mind. She has no courage to tease this dangerous man again.
Lu also seems to have said a few drunken words and then fell asleep. Han Zhiyu said it several times but didn't get his response.
Looking at his hand clasped in the waist, she sighed helplessly and gave up the struggle.
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