When Lu Yiyou went home, it was already about eleven o'clock in the evening, he was full of alcohol, and he was supported by a gentle girl.

He seemed to have intentional, on weekdays, when he went to the courtyard, he would send these warblers and swallows back, but today was different.

Today, for the first time, he ignored it, got out of the car and walked to the villa.

Even the girl who was supporting him was a little surprised, but Mr. Lu didn't speak, and she didn't dare to speak.

The bedroom lights were on, and Shang Feiwu leaned back on the round bed, the silk quilt covering her legs.

In the dim warm light, she flipped through Alika's book of paintings, which were Alika's "Red and Blue"

The sound of the engine going out outside the villa distracted her.

He's back?

Her hand, which was about to put away the album, froze in mid-air, and it was the footsteps of two people, one light and one heavy.

She took a deep breath and placed the collection on the white counter next to the round bed. The quilt that lifted the silk got out of bed.

"You're back?" As she spoke, her questioning tone stopped abruptly.

It's Lu Yiyou, and there is someone next to him, who is a very gentle girl.

Unlike those people around him in the past, today's girl is not ostentatious, but it makes Shang Feiwu a little more uneasy.

After a while, she realized what she was thinking, and then she thought her thoughts were really funny.

Between them, it was just God's mercy to save the ants, and it was not a normal relationship between husband and wife at all, and she felt ridiculous for her own uneasiness.

Lu Yiyou drunkenly looked up from the girl's shoulder, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Even if this man is drunk and unconscious, his face is as beautiful and bright as a knife and an axe.

Shang Feiwu pulled the pajamas that had slipped down, "You're drunk, hurry up and wash up and rest." ”

She turned her face away, and stopped looking at the two people in her arms.

Lu Yiyou was not drunk, he was clearly proud to see Shang Feiwu's deliberately evasive eyes.

"Washing? How do you wash when you're drunk? He asked.

The girl who was holding her gradually lost her strength.

Shang Feiwu pointed to the beige sofa in the hall, "Help him here and sit down." ”

Lu Yiyou smiled after sitting down, and looked at the little girl who put him on the sofa, "Can you help me wash up?" ”

He looked drunk.

Shang Feiwu felt that he must have been drunk and didn't recognize his six relatives, so he stepped forward and asked, "Where have you been drinking so much?" ”

"Singing every night!"

The girl smiled shy and embarrassed when she heard the "Night Song of the Night", lowered her head and did not speak.

Singing every night! It's night and night singing again!

Shang Feiwu felt that there was a fire gushing out of her heart, she kicked the beige sofa in annoyance, but touched the wood in the corner, and withdrew her foot in pain.

Lu Yiyou was already lying on his side on the sofa with his eyes closed and dizzy, and he didn't know what was going on.

The girl's laughter was as unstifled as a silver bell, "Hehe, hehe." ”

Shang Feiwu looked up a little embarrassed, "Don't laugh, don't laugh." ”

She looked at Lu Yiyou, who was like a drunk, unconscious.

She simply tapped his forehead directly, and then she was relieved.

"Sister, you wash him, I have to go back late." The girl opened her mouth timidly.

"Hmph, why don't I help him wash up?"

"You are his wife!" The girl looked straight at the person in front of her relatives.

"Okay, okay, you should go back early, it's too late."

Before the girl walked to the courtyard, Shang Feiwu chased after her, and stopped the family at the door of the villa in a daze, "Eh......"

She shouted, and when the girl turned around, she paused for a moment.

"Sister, is there anything else?"

Shang Feiwu lowered a small black bag, "Although I don't know why you work in the Night Shengge, there are tens of thousands of yuan in it, if I can pull you out of the abyss, I feel that the merits of these tens of thousands of yuan are complete." ”

Lin Chuyun didn't react for a while, her feet were like nails, and she couldn't move them.

Shang Feiwu saw her standing still, so he stepped forward and put the bag in her hand.

"Oh, don't be too little, although I am the young grandmother of the Lu family, I really have a lot of money, and all the things of the Lu family belong to the Lu family, and they don't belong to me at all."

She said the truth, she is still a student, so she doesn't have much savings, and even this money is still a big red envelope given to her by Grandpa Lu on her birthday last time.

Lin Chuyun's tears suddenly kept falling, like a heavy rain in July.

She wanted to speak, but found that the sound of crying was all when she opened her mouth, and she leaned on Shang Feiwu's shoulder as if she had found a support, and kept crying.

This frightened Shang Feiwu, her face was full of panic, "What's wrong with you?" ”

It took a long time for Lin Chuyun's emotions to ease up, and she pulled out a smile that was more embarrassing than crying, "Sister, thank you, thank you very much." ”

Shang Feiwu shook his head, "No thanks, although I don't know what kind of things you have encountered, but I hope you can be stronger, I believe that in life, difficulties are inevitable, and it will be good to pass." ”

She patted Lin Chuyun on the shoulder, chatted about comfort, and at the same time comforted herself, her father would definitely get through the difficulties and open his eyes again.

Shang Feiwu looked at Lin Chuyun's lonely back, and found a trace of empathy.

She walked a short distance and turned around, "Sister, you don't have to be so angry just now, Mr. Lu just drank some wine in the night sheng song, and didn't do anything." ”

Shang Feiwu's face turned red in an instant, "Okay, got it." ”

On the beige sofa in the hall on the second floor, Shang Feiwu tilted his head to pretend to think, and muttered to himself, "Only drank some wine?" Didn't do anything? ”

She stamped back and forth, rolled her eyes and thought about it, and finally came to a conclusion, "How is that possible?" ”

She threw away the thoughts in her mind, "Whatever, take a shower and sleep!" ”

She shook her hand and turned around, but the person on the sofa quickly grabbed her wrist, "What do you mean by that?" ”

Shang Feiwu's face said that it was over, she looked back in repentance, and Lu Yiyou's face suddenly came into her eyes.

His clear ink eyes didn't look like he was drunk and unconscious at all.

Lu Yiyou took her hand and forced, and she fell on the sofa.

The distance between the two people was no more than three centimeters, and Shang Feiwu could smell the strong and mellow smell of wine on his body, which was a little drunk.

"You said you didn't care about me, why did you drive my little sister away?" He asked her, and the drunken smell of wine came out of his mouth wantonly.

It may be that under the influence of the smell of wine that emanates from this, she is also a little bolder.

Zhengyan said: "Lu Yiyou, I only knew that you were romantic before, but now I didn't expect to let go of even my little sister." ”

As soon as the words fell, her lips were pressed against him.

If this kiss was measured by alcohol, she thought it should be more than ten degrees.

After a kiss, he looked at her tender pink lips, "Who said I wouldn't even let go of my little sister?" I'm just asking someone to wash up for me. ”

Shang Feiwu pursed his mouth and wanted to get up from him, but as soon as he exerted his strength, he was caught by him with his arm, "Want to run?" Where to run? ”

She relaxed and pressed the weight of her whole body on top of him.

It's okay not to relax, as soon as she relaxes and presses down, she clearly feels his towering.

She hurriedly found a topic, "Mr. Lu, can I help you put hot water to wash?" ”

"Didn't you just say you were going to take care of him?"

"You drank too much and heard the wrong ......"

He pressed her lips again with full strength, and began to attack with heat, and after a while, he ended the kiss unsatisfactorily, and his deep ink eyes looked at the person on him fixedly.

"Do you still think I'm drinking too much?"

Shang Feiwu didn't dare to roll his eyes and shook his head, "No, ......"

"Then am I not even letting go of my little sister?"

She shook her head again, "It's not ......"

The atmosphere in the hall was strange and ambiguous, which made Shang Feiwu feel very dangerous.

"Mr. Lu, I have a class ...... tomorrow morning," she said in a tactful tone.

"What do you mean?" He spoke bluntly and looked at her directly, not taking his eyes off for a moment.

"I heard Uncle Xie say that you also have an important meeting tomorrow morning...... she continued in a tactful tone.

"So what?" He continued to look at her.

"So get some rest early!"

After so much foreshadowing, this sentence is finally introduced. But she was not relieved by the elimination of this sentence.

Lu Yiyou raised his eyebrows, "Then listen to the order of your questions, you mean that your class is more important, and my meeting is not very important?" ”

"No, no, no, your meeting is the most important thing! Compared to your meetings, my class is nothing at all! ”

"Then you come up and move yourself."

"Huh?"

"I said come up and move on my own, just so that I don't bother."

He laid his hands under the back of his head and looked at her with a relaxed expression.

Shang Feiwu snorted lightly, "Mr. Lu, just let me go, I really have a very important class early tomorrow morning." ”

It's twelve o'clock now, and it's good that he can sleep before he tosses a little.

"Spare you?"

Lu Yiyou didn't let anyone go in his dictionary, after all, his mind was now full of the back of her and Professor Lin side by side, so how could he let her go?

However, when he thought that she did have a class tomorrow morning, he still asked humanely, "What class is so important?" ”

"It's Professor Xu's campus sketching class!"

Last time, she owed Professor Xu 15,000 words of appreciation of Chinese painting, and tomorrow the class schedule is very full, and she has no time to write.

He hooked his hand and smiled wildly, "It's just a sketching class, and it doesn't hinder the normal life of our husband and wife." ”

"But I really need to have a good amount of energy tomorrow!" She tried one last time.

"I'm going to have a lot of energy tomorrow too." He smiled and pulled lightly, and the pink pajamas were scattered next to the beige couch.