"He ......" Li Zhijun moved his lips, and a thousand words were gathered together but he couldn't say it, so he could only give up in the end. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Is there any wine?" Han Zhun breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the sofa at Li Zhijun's house.

Li Zhijun became inexplicably nervous, and stammered and replied, "No, no." ”

I don't know why, in many such moments, Li Zhijun was a little afraid of Han Zhun.

"Then you go buy it." Han Zhun's tone was light, but there was an order tone that he could not refuse.

"Why, why me?" Li Zhijun was a little unhappy, why should he be commanded by him so casually? Unconvinced, he retorted, trying to get something for himself.

Han Zhun glanced at him and spit out six words: "Because I'm a star." ”

Li Zhijun was speechless, so he had to glare at Han Zhun, and reluctantly changed his shoes and went downstairs to buy wine.

Outside, perhaps because summer was approaching, it was starting to get dark.

Inside, the living room, with its heavy curtains drawn, could not tell whether it was day or night, and the two of them drank indulgently until they were drunk.

"It's been a long time since I've felt this good." Li Zhijun sat on the ground, leaning back against the sofa and looking up at the ceiling. His eyes were misty and floating, but his heart was unexpectedly happy. The last time I had a good face-to-face conversation with Han Zhun like this, I can't remember when it was.

On the contrary, Han Zhun did not feel happy. Shouldn't the rare indulgence sweep away the bitterness in his heart? But...... However, why is his heart still so sour? He Jinshu. As soon as he thought of this name, he sobered up a little more, and Han Zhun hated this feeling, so he raised his head and took another big sip of wine, so as to suppress all the impulsions in his heart. Suddenly, Han Zhun felt a little cold on his face, and when he reached out and touched it, it turned out to be tears. Did he cry? How is this possible, it's just that it's raining in the living room.

And so the night passed in a groggy way.

When Li Zhijun opened his eyes again, he was lying on the floor of the living room. I didn't change my clothes, there were empty wine bottles all around me, and the floor was still a little slimy. He sniffed himself, and the smell on his body was sour and unbearable. Li Zhijun frowned, took off his shirt, and threw it far away in the corner of the living room. He tried to stand up, his muscles aching and his body felt like it wasn't his own. The momentary memories of yesterday had all returned to his mind, and Li Zhijun hurriedly looked behind him - Han Zhun was not on the sofa. He panicked, and the feeling of abandonment returned. Just as he wanted to lose his temper at the air, Li Zhijun's afterglow was aimed at the gate, where Han Zhun's leather shoes were quietly placed. He was sure to turn around and open the door to his bedroom.

Really.

On his big bed, Han Zhun, who was sleeping in his clothes, was lying in the quilt, he was breathing evenly, and his chest was lying together with his breathing. He even looks so charming when he sleeps, his straight silhouette outlines a tough arc, and his long eyelashes hang down on his face, looking like a work of art.

Li Zhijun suddenly felt angry in his heart, and when he went up, he lifted his quilt and yelled at Han Zhun: "You are too comfortable, right?" I ran to my bed without taking off my clothes, but threw me on the living room floor! ”

Han Zhun opened his eyes slightly, and replied in a half-confused manner: "I asked you, you said that the floor is very good, and you also said that I can sleep wherever I like." ”

Li Zhijun didn't get angry, and directly reached out to drag Han Zhun up: "I drank too much, why don't you know how to take care of people?" Hurry up, you have hundreds of millions of bacteria on this dress, and I want to change the sheets. ”

Han Zhun, who was a little sober, frowned and asked, "What is the smell on your body?" The smell is dead. ”

"Get me away!" Li Zhijun rolled his eyes in anger. Who the hell is this, how can there be such a thick-skinned person in the world?

Han Zhun sat up and prepared to get out of bed and take a shower. His head seemed to weigh a thousand pounds at the moment, and the feeling of dizziness made him very uncomfortable. Looks like I drank too much last night. Li Zhijun found him a clean towel, Han Zhun walked into the bathroom, he could barely open his eyes, and the feeling of hangover made him very uncomfortable.

"Hey," he suddenly called out to Li Zhijun. Li Zhijun turned around, looked impatient, and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"You go buy some vitamin C effervescent tablets, and then buy a bowl of porridge."

"Why ......" The anger in Li Zhijun's heart came up again. From yesterday to today, the person in front of him is talking to him in a commanding tone.

Without waiting for the second half of his sentence to speak, Han Zhun made a "shhhh Then, he gently spat out six words: "Because I'm a star." ”

Li Zhijun rolled his eyes with all his strength, and told him reluctantly: "There are effervescent tablets in the kitchen, you can find them yourself." He took out a clean garment from the closet and put it on, and went downstairs to buy porridge. Han Zhun was in a slightly better mood and began to take a hot bath happily.

By the time he washed and cleaned up, the porridge and brewed effervescent water were already waiting for him. After drinking the porridge, Han Zhun regained a little strength, he looked at the time, and it was almost time to go back to the company. Luckily, it's the weekend, and he doesn't have any work on him, so it doesn't matter if he's late.

As soon as Han Zhun left, the huge house became empty again. Li Zhijun was a little lost, he ate some porridge, but he felt bland, and then he also went to take a shower and changed into clean clothes, and then he felt that his whole person was much more refreshed.

He hesitated for a moment and made a call to Zhao Shuangwei.

"Weiwei, are you free today? I want to see you. ”

"Yes, let's have dinner together at noon. Do you want to eat Sichuan food? I haven't eaten in a long time. "Zhao Shuangwei, who is full of vitality, always sounds so happy. Sichuan cuisine? It just so happened that he just thought his mouth was tasteless. Li Zhijun finally showed a little smile, and he said gently: "Then I'll see you later." ”

I don't know why, as long as he is with Zhao Shuangwei, he will become very calm and gentle, as if he can tolerate all things in the world. Li Zhijun likes such a broad self very much, of course, he prefers Zhao Shuangwei, who always brings him a good mood.

By the time Zhao Shuangwei arrived at the door of the hotel, Li Zhijun was already standing there waiting for her.

She smiled and slowly approached him. Li Zhijun also took two steps forward, and then, he hugged her.

Zhao Shuangwei was frightened by this sudden hug, but soon, she also reached out and hugged him back.

Li Zhijun held her tightly in his arms, he closed his eyes, and kept sniffing and smelling her.

Zhao Shuangwei, this simple 17-year-old girl, is a ray of sunshine in his life. And he, like a greedy plant, constantly absorbs everything she can give herself. (To be continued.) )