Hearing the words of the eldest brother, and then seeing Song Qianqian, who was wary of him, Lu Zihao's heart hurt violently.

"I see, go back quickly, be careful on the road. ”

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Lu Zihao sat opposite Song Qianqian, with a posture of a long talk, anyway, the night was very long, and he could slowly accompany her.

"Uncle, you ...... Why don't you leave?"

Song Qianqian was completely confused drunk, looking at Lu Zihao who was spinning back and forth in front of her, she didn't even recognize who he was.

Uncle?

Is he that old?

She was really drunk, and her usual smart eyes became blurry and ethereal at this time, like a pool of invisible spring water, which made people a little impenetrable. Bai Xuan's cheeks were slightly flushed, and the ponytail that was originally neatly combed on the back of her head had become scattered and fell on her shoulders, fading away from her original spotless temperament, but adding a sense of fatal temptation.

"Song Qianqian, if you dare to call me an uncle again, I will punish you on the spot. ”

"Uncle, what does it mean to be punished on the spot?"

As soon as Lu Zihao's words came out, Song Qianqian's drunken face leaned directly in front of him, and she blinked her misty eyes and pouted red lips to look at him.

Lu Zihao smelled the aroma that suddenly broke into his mind, mixed with a strong smell of wine, which made him confused for a while.

"Shallow, don't tempt me. ”

"Temptation? How did I tempt you, do you know uncle, I fell out of love, the man I love has a girlfriend, and his girlfriend came to the door and humiliated me, do you know the feeling of heartache......?

Song Qianqian covered his heart, and his face looked painful.

"I didn't expect him to lie to me, you know? The most hated thing in my life is to lie to me, I hate him, I hate him, I hate him. ”

Lu Zihao didn't speak, staring at her with a pair of black eyes.

"But what to do? I miss him so much, I think about it so much, just now Lai Ting said that when she saw him eating with the Cui family, they should have discussed marriage, okay, I will die when I get married. ”

Song Qianqian obviously regarded Lu Zihao in front of him as a confidant eldest sister, and said everything in his heart.

"Alright, shall we go home?"

Seeing that she wanted to take the wine again, Lu Zihao took the wine bottle in her hand, stood up and helped her.

"I don't have a home here......"

Song Qianqian said it very pitifully, and even the moment the iron-clad tough guy Lu Zihao heard it, he almost burst into tears.

"Silly girl, you have a home, and my home is your home. Go, now I'll take you home. ”

Song Qianqian was so drunk that his feet were like stepping on cotton, and he couldn't stand steadily, let alone leave.

Lu Zihao lowered his head and dropped a kiss on her forehead, picked her up directly and walked out.

Song Qianqian only felt that she was being picked up by a pair of powerful arms in a daze, and the familiar smell overflowed her nose, making her whole person look fluttering.

"Zihao, is that you?"

Hearing this voice, Lu Zihao's body stiffened, and his pace under his feet slowed down a lot.

Song Qian smiled bitterly, and then said, "How is it possible? I must be drunk, he should be with his girlfriend at this time, how could he come to me." ”

"Silly girl, it's me, I'm here to take you home. ”

Lu Zihao sighed lightly and looked down at Song Qianqian, who was holding his eyes closed in his arms.

Song Qianqian closed his eyes and leaned tightly into his arms. Just think it's a dream, and I hope I can dream for a long time......

Lu Zihao drove the car all the way fast, ran several red lights along the road, and the traffic police just wanted to chase after him with his siren, but when he saw the prominent license plate number, no one dared to say anything.

When she got home, the bedroom lights hadn't been turned on yet, and only the sparse lights outside the window obscured her vision.

Song Qianqian looked at this familiar room, not only sneered, this dream was too real, and they all ran to Lu Zihao's house.

It seems that she really misses him.

"Shallow, open your eyes, we're home. ”

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian in his arms, and when he saw the sneer on the corner of her mouth, he felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Oh my God, this dream is so real, even his voice is in my ears. ”

Song Qianqian's eyes were closed, she was afraid that the moment she opened her eyes, everything would disappear.

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian in his arms, knowing that she still thought it was in her dream, and right now, he had only one way to make her wake up.

Song Qianqian only felt that she was gently placed on the bed, and then she was trapped between the soft quilt and his body, she suddenly opened her eyes and saw that the man in front of her was lying on top of her.

She just wanted to reach out and push Lu Zihao away, but he didn't seem to want to give her a chance to resist, Lu Zihao held her face with one hand, and pressed her hands tightly on top with the other......

Song Qianqian tried hard to keep herself awake, but her body's instinct and drunken desire hit her low limit again and again, until the huge wave hit, and she was immediately swept into the bottomless abyss, making her unconscious.

By the time she regained her consciousness, her arms had already unconsciously climbed the back of Lu Zihao's neck.

Maybe it was because she hadn't been close for too long, or maybe it was the effect of alcohol, she didn't want to suppress it anymore and took the initiative to meet his invasion......

Soon, a warm echo echoed in the silent room.

It wasn't until later that she could no longer withstand his repeated attacks and fell into a deep sleep.

Lu Zihao looked at the little woman who was already asleep in his arms, his red and swollen lips seemed to remind him of the roughness and madness just now, but she was so tempting, how could he control the most primitive desire in his heart.

"Shallow, I love you, I, Lu Zihao, will only have you as a woman in my life. ”

When Song Qianqian woke up, his whole body was as if he had been run over by a car, and he was sore to death.

She frowned, and just as she wanted to turn over, she felt a tightness around her waist, and a pair of arms were like copper tendons and iron bones that firmly imprisoned her in the arms of the man behind her.

Song Qianqian's first reaction was that he was drunk yesterday, and he must have been drunk and disorderly.

She hurriedly grabbed her hair in frustration and pushed hard into the quilt.

It's over, she just happened to someone else, if Lu Zihao knew about it, then she had to be strangled. No, no, they've broken up, besides, if he can have a girlfriend, then she can also find another boyfriend.

But why is she so uncomfortable?

"That...... So, could you please take your hands away?"

Song Qianqian secretly scolded Lai Ting and Liu Yuhan hundreds of times in his heart, these two people, where did they run away yesterday, and they didn't know how to take her home.

She wanted to get up, but the hands that were imprisoned around her waist made her almost out of breath.

Feeling the breath of the man behind her, she knew that he was awake too.

I discussed with him in a good voice, hoping that yesterday's events could be treated as if they hadn't happened.

"Well, sir, I'm so sorry, I was drunk yesterday, so I don't remember anything that happened, you see, did you choose to forget it too. ”

"Song Qianqian, if you don't come out, are you planning to suffocate in this quilt?"

Lu Zihao laughed sullenly, it seems that this girl has not sobered up yet. She had slept in his arms all night, and had spent the night in his house, but she didn't seem to have figured out the facts yet.

What? How could it be Lu Zihao's voice? Could it be that she hadn't woken up from last night's dream?

Song Qianqian twisted his arm, wow, it hurts.

It seems that this is not a dream!

Song Qianqian lifted the quilt and turned to look at the man snickering behind her. What's going on? How could it be him!

Lu Zihao, how could he be in her bed?

"You..... You...... Why are you in my bed?" Looking at the facilities in this familiar room, isn't this Lu Zihao's home? What did she do after she got drunk last night?

"No, no, no, why am I in your bed? Aren't you supposed to be with Cui Yaming, how can you be with me, how did I come to your house, what did you do to me?"

Song Qianqian crackled a lot, and it wasn't until Lu Zihao lowered his head and kissed her chattering little mouth and swallowed all the words in her mouth into his mouth that she was quiet.

Half a day passed, and it wasn't until Lu Zihao's hand began to be dishonest with her again that Song Qianqian suddenly realized, pushed Lu Zihao away from his body, and stared at him with apricot eyes: "Lu Zihao, are you mistaken, we have broken up, do you not know if you should be with your girlfriend now?"

Lu Zihao leaned sideways on the side of the bed, his hands pillowed behind his head, and he had a face that couldn't see joy and sorrow: "I'm with my girlfriend now, and I still sleep until dawn." ”

"You ......"

Song Qianqian pointed at his nose, wanting to get angry but didn't know what to say.

It's all your fault, what kind of wine do you drink?

Now it's okay, do it yourself.

As soon as Song Qianqian wanted to get up, there was a cool swishing coldness around him, and when he looked down, the clothes on his body had long been gone, and there were traces of love everywhere.

Song Qianqian looked at the most culprit lying next to him viciously, and said sarcastically: "President Lu, can I ask you to close your eyes?"

"What for?"

The corners of Lu Zihao's mouth were hooked, and his angular face was always evil.

"I don't do anything, I just want to get dressed. ”

Looking at the clothes on the ground that had long been torn to shreds, no, it should be strips of cloth, she remembered that there were several sets of her changing clothes here before, and it happened to come in handy this time. Wait a minute, she has to take all her things away, lest Cui Yaming will see it and trouble her again when she comes in the future.