This tone no longer hugged her like yesterday and whispered Jiajia, and she really refused to give her even a trace of tenderness.

Su Jia knew that she didn't have to pretend to be hypocritical, so she eased her thoughts and walked towards him.

She didn't blow her hair after bathing, and there were dripping drops of water on her long wet hair, which ran down her hair and finally dripped on the carpet.

Those kiss marks of different shades have been soaked in warm water to make them appear more rosy.

Especially the ones left on her neck, which set off her snowy skin are even more attractive.

Lu Yanhe suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and couldn't help but laugh at himself secretly.

Oh, after all, I still overestimated my determination to her.

It wasn't until she heard his footsteps getting farther and farther away that Su Jia finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She blow-dried her hair and went to the restaurant, "Have you made breakfast?" ”

After speaking, he didn't care about Lu Yanhe, walked over and picked up chopsticks and ate them.

Because of alcoholism, her stomach is not very good, and sometimes she still can't raise her appetite in the face of those exquisite and delicious Western food.

In those years, whenever that time happened, she would miss his cooking immensely.

After eating, Su Jia took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but fortunately, she was no longer as clumsy as before, and it was not a big problem to do these housework.

After tidying up, I turned around and went back to my bedroom.

Lu Yanhe sat calmly on the bed, reading a document in his hand.

Su Jia walked over and sat beside him, her eyes falling on the document in his hand.

The movement showed the back of her neck, and instead of being lightened by her bathing, the kiss marks became more distinct.

Lu Yanhe gasped and subconsciously moved his body to the side, as if he was afraid of causing impulses again.

He was afraid that his self-control would crumble as it had been yesterday.

Su Jia smiled lightly, "What are you looking at, so fascinated?" ”

"......" Lu Yanhe did not answer.

Su Jia was silent, and then asked astringently, "How do you drink early in the morning?" ”

When she went out just now, she saw that he had drunk a lot of wine.

He replied softly this time, "Hmm. ”

But obviously didn't want to say anything more to her, and still looked down at the black and white words in his hand.

"Didn't you like to drink something so cold in the morning?"

She asked casually again, only to realize that she shouldn't have asked.

Because such words are obviously taboo between them.

Lu Yanhe replied without raising his head, "After so many years, the taste has changed, which is normal." ”

Su Jia was a little self-deprecating, it doesn't matter if his taste has changed, but has his heart changed?

She stretched out her hand from behind her back, and at some point there was an extra glass of milk in her palm, which was warm.

"I'll help you heat it up, how about it, moved?"

She admits that she is a bad woman, and she can't make him happy, so she tries to make him angry.

It's good to see that he is angry because of himself, at least he still has a little influence on him.

Lu Yanhe put away the things in his hand and raised his eyes to look at her.

Su Jia didn't dodge either, and met his scrutiny fixedly.

"I don't like to drink anymore."

Her thin lips opened slightly, and the words she spat out pierced her heart.

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pushed the thing in her hand away.

Su Jia crossed the loss in her heart, did she like to drink, or did she not love it?

Lu Yanhe, I really want to give up on you, so that we don't have to continue to be tortured.