Chapter Sixty-Eight: If You're Not My Brother

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was over, Jiang Yingyue leaned on the balcony with a glass of red wine and watched the fireworks explode overhead, and the brilliant beauty was fleeting.

"It's so good, brilliant as fireworks, beautiful as an epiphany!"

"Why are you so sentimental?" Jiang Nai appeared next to his sister, holding a peeled orange in his hand, and gently stuffed it into his mouth to taste it, which was originally a very ordinary action, but it looked exceptionally good on Jiang Nai's body.

Jiang Yingyue squinted slightly, looking at her brother's gentle movements, looking like a nymphomaniac, "Brother, if you are not my brother, I will definitely marry you!"

Jiang Nai's movements paused, raised those good-looking eyes, and looked at Jiang Yingyue with the gentlest smile in the world, "There is no need to doubt that I am your brother." ”

"Hey, it's a pity, it would be nice if you weren't my brother!" Jiang Yingyue said this, but she was very grateful to God for letting her have such a brother as Jiang Nai to protect herself from the wind and rain, and now she will protect her brother.

"Silly girl, there is no right way!" Jiang Nai was disgusted, but her eyes were full of pampering, and she hugged her tightly.

The scent of oranges sandwiched with the smell of perfume on her brother's body, which made Jiang Yingyue feel extremely relieved, and she really hoped that the years would be quiet like this.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang Yingyue was still asleep, and the mobile phone rang to start noisy, she impatiently connected the mobile phone, and the voice of Lu Hansheng was on the other end of the phone.

"Give you half an hour, grandma wants to see you!"

Jiang Yingyue hadn't woken up yet, and she didn't wake up until the beep of the phone came, and when she saw that the time was already eleven o'clock at noon.

"Mom, I'll go out for a while, there are some things that I need to deal with!" Jiang Yingyue shouted at the kitchen at the top of her voice, and ran out without waiting for Jiang Wenhui's response, driving all the way to the Lu family's manor.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not late!" Jiang Yingyue stood in front of Lu Hansheng with a smile on her face, and by the way, she also took the opportunity to hold her grandmother's arm.

"Yesterday I asked you to join us for New Year's Eve, this kid said that you want to spend time with your mother, so I didn't call you, you have to stay here for a day to say anything today!" Grandma patted Jiang Yingyue's hand gently, with a loving look on her face.

"Okay, I listen to grandma whatever grandma says, as long as grandma is happy, I am willing to do anything!" Jiang Yingyue obediently hugged Song Wanqiu's thighs and rubbed her grandmother's shoulders.

Lu Hansheng stared at Jiang Yingyue with a deep look, held her grandmother's other hand, and listened to Song Wanqiu say a word, which made Jiang Yingyue almost fall to the ground.

"Hurry up and give me a grandson!"

Jiang Yingyue looked at Song Wanqiu with a wry smile, and wanted to tell her grandmother that she and Lu Hansheng were very innocent, but she didn't dare.

"What, shy?" Song Wanqiu watched Jiang Yingyue secretly send autumn waves to Lu Hansheng, and her heart was already happy.

"No, I'm so cheeky, how can I be shy!" Jiang Yingyue's head was obviously about to be buried in her neck, and she looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

Grandma looked at Jiang Yingyue's appearance and let out a hearty laugh, "You kid, I really like it!"

"Hey, it's my pleasure that grandma likes it!"

"Sycophant!" Lu Han's deep voice came into Jiang Yingyue's ears, and Jiang Yingyue got a roll of the eyes.

"Grandma, look at him!" Jiang Yingyue deliberately coquettish, but Lu Hansheng was expressionless, which made Song Wanqiu on the side even happier.

"Good boys, all good boys!"

Song Wanqiu has always regretted in her heart, her grandson no longer looks like an emotional person since the death of his father and brother, he is as cold as a piece of ice, and now he finally saw a trace of Lu Hansheng's popularity in front of Jiang Yingyue.

In the hall of the banquet, there were rich meals, Lu Hansheng's mother Ye Xiu, and the second uncle's family were there, and everyone seemed to be harmonious and lively sitting together.

"Let's raise our glasses and get better and better in the new year!" Song Wanqiu picked up the glass and stood up first, and everyone in the family also stood up and drank a glass of wine.

I don't know if Song Wanqiu was intentional or unintentional, Jiang Yingyue was poured several glasses of wine, and people began to get confused.

Stumbled to the bedroom by Lu Hansheng and threw up in the bathroom.

"Lu Hansheng, did you deliberately join my grandmother to pour me!" Jiang Yingyue wiped a handful of cold water and stumbled and grabbed Lu Hansheng's clothes.

Lu Hansheng glanced down at his crumpled clothes, and pinched Jiang Yingyue's chin with his hand, "If I want to get you drunk, you shouldn't have the strength to speak now." ”

"Cut, you narcissist!"

The wine was strong and intimidating, Jiang Yingyue pushed Lu Hansheng, and she took two steps back staggeringly, and was firmly supported by Lu Hansheng.

"Jiang Yingyue, do you know what you're talking about?"

Lu Hansheng and Jiang Yingyue looked at each other, with a deep feeling that was difficult for others to touch, watching Jiang Yingyue's hand gently rubbing his cheek.

"Hehe, it turns out that you look pretty cute like this!" Jiang Yingyue smiled stupidly, completely forgetting that she was brushing the tiger's whiskers.

Lu Hansheng's eyebrows jumped, and they jumped again......

"Come, give me a smile!" Jiang Yingyue opened her mouth and laughed first, her eyebrows and eyes were curled and she was particularly good-looking.

"Jiang Yingyue, do you know that you are playing with fire?" Lu Hansheng's voice was hoarse, and his eyes had a different emotion.

"Well, it's a classic line, but I don't play with fire, I want to play with water!" Jiang Yingyue pushed Lu Hansheng away, rushed into the bathroom again, and turned on the shower in the bathroom.

Although the person was drunk, he still retained three points of sobriety, Jiang Yingyue had an impulse that she had never had before, and she was almost defeated at the feet of Lu Hansheng.

"No, absolutely not!" Jiang Yingyue let the cold water hit her body, suppressing the evil fire in her body, and the person gradually came to her senses.

After taking a shower and putting on a bathrobe, Jiang Yingyue got into the quilt, slept beautifully, and when she woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

"Why don't you call me!" Jiang Yingyue glanced at the time and jumped up from the bed.

Lu Hansheng quietly looked at the book in his hand, as if he hadn't heard Jiang Yingyue's words, and let Jiang Yingyue rush to him with a look of resentment.

"President Lu, you know that we are now in the Lu family's old mansion, how can you make me rude in front of the elders!"

Facing Jiang Yingyue's accusation, Lu Hansheng just raised his eyelids lazily, "Your impression of our Lu family has not been very good, and rudeness doesn't seem to exist." ”

"Good ......" Jiang Yingyue showed a smile, and Lu Hansheng's answer was speechless.