"Fortunately, I didn't break my skin. Otherwise, I would have been hacked into pieces by you, big brother." Han Qizheng retracted his hand and muttered to himself.
"It's fine, I'll clean up the table. The soup is all over the floor." Xu Muyun was very clear about her identity. Since she was the babysitter, she should be more professional and pick up the cloth on the counter to clean it up.
Han Qizheng went to the laundry room to get a mop to wipe off the soup on the floor. He thought he was quick enough, but he didn't expect Han Rui to hit him in the end. He looked at the still wet soup on the floor and knew that this brat had done something else with the fire.
"Next time, can you remember to prepare in advance. What if you hurt someone?" He put down the shopping bag in his hand and took the cloth from Xu Muyun to stop her from getting dirty with the oil.
Han Qizheng shrunk his neck. Could he say that he already injured someone? However, he did not have the guts to do so. If this Bro were to go all out, he would not be able to withstand it!
After cleaning everything up, Han Rui turned on the electric stove, causing the soup in the pot to boil again. Han Rui slowly put in all kinds of pickles, with his sharp fingers and elegant movements, which were very different from Han Qizheng's rough actions.
Han Rui saw that there was a hint of sadness mixed in the joy on Han Rui's face. He understood that Han Rui's big brother thought of Ye Lan, they were once so much in love, but in the end, they were still separated from each other.
Actually, he wasn't worried at all about his elder sister being unhappy with him. Even if they had never had any relationship with each other, with his elder brother's personality, he would still protect her life.
On one side, Qi Le was enjoying himself, while on the other, Yang Ziye was burning with anxiety. He rushed back from the company in a hurry, only to find out that it was already empty. His bank card, cell phone, and wallet were all left on the cabinet at the door. He could not hide the sadness and anger in his heart.
He bought a lot of wine from the supermarket downstairs and sat on the bed, which was warm for her, drinking, smelling the air she left behind, searching for any trace of her.
He paced back and forth in the bedroom, his cell phone ringing in his pocket many times. It was the woman who called. He smiled bitterly and threw the phone straight into the toilet.
She must be with that little vixen again. She had originally wanted to go and catch her son, but her son was hugging her tightly as he told a story. He was obviously annoyed to death inside, but since his mother-in-law was sitting in the living room, she couldn't get angry, and could only go tomorrow morning.
The two brothers chatted about topics Xu Muyun didn't understand. The food on the table had turned cold, but her heart was warm. They gave her a warmth she had never felt before, and for the first time in ten years, she felt that the night wasn't that hard.
After three rounds of drinking, they all felt a bit sleepy. Xu Muyun didn't know which room they all slept in, so he helped Han Qizheng into the room. Han Rui's alcohol tolerance didn't seem to be as good as Han Rui's, he was already drowsy. It was a bit difficult for him to get up with Xu Muyun, who had also drunk a bit of alcohol. When Han Rui helped him to the bedside, both of them fell onto the bed.
Han Rui's tall and thin body covered her body. She couldn't break free from his shackles, so the more she struggled, the tighter his pressure became.
"Director Han, you drank too much, get up first." Xu Muyun whispered into his ear as she pushed his sturdy shoulders.
"Lan Lan, don't go …" Han Rui whispered in her ear.
Did he recognize the wrong person? Who was Lan Lan? His girlfriend? No matter how much Xu Muyun resisted, he refused to get up. She felt that the temperature on his body was getting higher and higher. Although she had never experienced it before, she understood why the older women in the prison often talked about it.
His kiss began to fall on her shoulder, and between his lips, the cool and thin lips were infected by the heat from her body. A numbing feeling made her shiver; the kiss she had with Yang Ziye when she was young was too young, she hadn't even experienced the sweetness yet, and she was already in prison.
It was undeniable that this man's mint scent, combined with the faint aroma of wine, had enchanted her. Subconsciously, she treated him as that man, reminding her of the burning sensation she felt under the cherry tree ten years ago. She thought of him as Yang Ziye, and he thought of her as the shadow of another woman.
When Xu Muyun woke up from his warm embrace, she suddenly opened her eyes and saw the long arm in front of her chest. Last night, everything that had happened appeared in front of her, what exactly did she do, she actually slept with the man that she only saw once, she treated him as the Yang Ziye of ten years ago, she took over the shadow of the woman in his mouth.
She felt a tearing pain as she moved her body slightly, but she had to get up, otherwise how could she face this awkward situation in the morning? He tried to get up again, but the arm pressing down on her felt like it was glued to her body. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it.
"Sleep a little longer. It's still early, and the sky is still dark. You're so thin, so there's no need for morning training." Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice came from above his head.
Xu Muyun pulled on the quilt in panic, not caring about the soreness or pain on her body, she sat up. This time, she did not know where she got this much strength, but she was able to get rid of his restraints, and said weakly: "You're awake, last night, we got drunk."
"Yeah, I feel it. My head hurts." Han Rui rolled over and laid on his back on the bed. This night of indulgence had given him a joy that he had never had before, but it had also left a deep pain in his heart, because at such a passionate moment, he thought of another woman's shadow. When he woke up, he realized that the person beside him was her, the person he could not hurt the most.
"Can you turn around first? I want to put on my clothes." Xu Muyun wanted to pick up the clothes that were scattered on the ground, but she couldn't move despite being naked. She felt very embarrassed.
Han Rui turned around and glanced at her. In the dark room, he could see the bashfulness on her face, but he didn't like her pushing herself out, propping herself up and turning on the bedside lamp. They suddenly looked at each other, then said coldly, "It's already like this, what's there to hide?"
Xu Muyun awkwardly buried her body into the blanket and said, "Can you turn off the lights first? "So glaring!"