Chapter 813: The Proposal of the Loved One for the Rest of My Life (7)

On a long street, Lu Bancheng, who didn't know where Xu Nuan was, was afraid that he wouldn't see her, and he was afraid that she would be in a hurry, so he walked fast and slowly, and turned back from time to time to take a look at the road behind him.

When he was about to reach the end of the bar, Lu Bancheng stared at Xu Nuan, who was about five meters ahead, curled up and squatted under the street lamp, and slowly stopped.

He watched her for ten seconds, then strode up to her and pulled her up from the ground.

The smell of wine that suddenly penetrated into his nose choked Lu Bancheng frowned, and then he glanced at Xu Wenwen's face, his big eyes were hazy, and he was obviously drunk.

I don't know how long she squatted in such a cold weather, and she was cold all over her body.

Lu Bancheng quickly took off his coat, and just when he was about to put it on Xu Nuan's body, the girl felt that someone was coming, tilted her head, opened her drunken eyes, looked at him hard, and smiled: "Wu Hao, are you ......here?"

Lu Bancheng grabbed the fingertips of his clothes, trembled slightly, and wrapped his coat Xu Nuan's body with a somewhat cold expression.

Probably because his movements were too rude, causing her to be a little uncomfortable, she frowned, pouted with a little coquettishness, and sprinkled coquettishly: "Wu Hao, I've been waiting for you for a long time, Wu Hao ......" As she spoke, she fell into Lu Bancheng's arms.

Lu Bancheng's back tensed, and he subconsciously wanted to push Xu Nuan out, but before his fingertips touched her arm, he felt the girl in his arms, and her shoulder twitched slightly, as if crying.

Lu Bancheng seemed to have been pointed, and let the girl lean into his arms, standing still.

After a while, the girl's whispered sobs reached his ears.

It was as if a knife had spurred his chest, making the corners of his aching lips tense.

After another moment, she was still crying.

Lu Bancheng sighed lightly, gently put the hand that was going to pull her out of his arms, and slowly patted it.

He coaxed silently for a long time, but she was still crying.

Lu Bancheng lowered his eyes, stared at the top of her furry head for a while, and finally bent over, picked her up horizontally, and walked to the parking lot.

I went to her residence first, rummaged through her bag for a long time, but couldn't find the house key.

Lu Bancheng had no choice but to carry her downstairs again, stuff her into the car, and take her to his home.

Put her on the sofa, squat on the ground, help her take off her shoes, then go to the bathroom, pick up a basin of hot water, put her cold little feet in it, warm it up, then wipe it clean, hold her, go into the master bedroom, and put it on her own bed.

Urged by alcohol, as soon as she lay down on the warm bedding, she immediately fell asleep.

Lu Bancheng stood beside the bed, staring at her beautiful face, looking at it fixedly for a while, and then the focus of his pupils fell to the corner of his eye, where there was still a tear, as if he was falling.

Lu Bancheng looked at it for a long time before he bent over, stretched out his fingertips, wiped away the tears, and then turned off the headlights in the room and left the master bedroom.

……

When Xu Nuan woke up, it was ten o'clock in the morning of the next day.

The unfamiliar environment in her eyes scared her firmly, she sat up from the bed suddenly, lifted the quilt, and saw that her clothes were still intact on her body, and then she breathed a long sigh of relief.

Last night, she was drunk and called Wu Hao in a daze......