Married for a long time

Chapter 78 078: Not to mention how depressed I am.

Qu Zhen stared at him blankly, feeling something strange in her heart.

When his frivolous and lazy gaze swept over, it was fleeting and returned to normal.

"Who did you call?"

"My big brother."

The relationship between Lu Qingru and his parents is not very good, especially his father, who has always been a strict father and very strict with him.

But he is rebellious. He has not studied well since he was a child. He is good at fighting. If you don't let him do it, he will do it.

His father has always been opposed to playing professional e-sports and has never approved of him. Even though he has won many awards, he still feels that he is not doing his job properly.

Mother Lu was a typical Jiangnan beauty from a scholarly family. She was dignified, elegant, gentle, and spoke in a soft voice.

Not to mention how many times he has been the peacemaker between father and son, but the relationship between father and son shows no signs of easing.

Lu Qingru always talks directly to his elder brother about everything.

For this marriage and engagement, both the couple were mentally prepared for the opposition from their traitorous son. However, as they did not expect, he easily agreed.

As soon as the elevator arrived, Lu Qingru pulled her in, glanced at his hand, paused for two seconds and then took it back.

As if he had no bones, he walked to the corner and leaned against the elevator wall. His posture was very casual, and his long legs were very conspicuous.

Qu Zhen was still racking her brains to recall what happened the night before.

When the elevator reached the first floor, she didn't pull away from the memory, and her expression became more and more twisted.

Lu Qingru walked out of the elevator, glanced behind him from the corner of his eye, and found that there was no one there. When he raised his eyes, he saw someone still gnawing his fingers in the elevator.

He was speechless for a moment, then took two steps with his long legs and pulled her out just as the elevator door was about to close again.

Qu Zhen was caught off guard, and Lu Qingru's hands were so strong that she threw herself into his arms and hit his chest with her forehead.

Lu Qingru frowned, "Dwarf Winter Melon has ever practiced Iron Head Kung Fu?"

"If you call me "Dwarf Winter Melon" again, I'll kill you."

Hearing this nickname, Qu Zhen immediately came to her senses and punched him in the chest, "Who told you to pull me suddenly! Let go!"

"I don't know which idiot pretends to be serious in the elevator. The elevator is about to close." Lu Qingru glanced at her slender fingers, "You have been chewing your fingers for so many years, and they are still so long?"

Qu Zhen: "..."

Biting her fingers when thinking about things has been her habit since she was a child, and she still can't change it.

She glared at him faintly, and when she saw him turning around and leaving, she followed him again.

When they approached the door, there was already a long distance between them.

Lu Qingru glanced back again and found her standing there, glaring at him resentfully. He was stunned for a moment, "Standing there as a lucky cat for a restaurant?"

"Who asked you to walk so fast?"

He frowned, "Who made your legs so short?"

"Lu Qingru! Try attacking me personally again!"

Seeing that she was about to charge over again, Lu Qingru sneered slightly, stood there and let her punch her, pushed her for two steps, and then walked at her pace, only half a step ahead of her.

After the two got in the car, Lu Qingru glanced at his phone and asked, "Where are you going?"

This question confused Qu Zhen, "How do I know? Didn't you say we should talk somewhere else?"

The car fell into silence. Qu Zhen was impatient and urged, "You are mute, please speak."

Lu Qingru tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and hesitated, not knowing what to say.

The scene from the night before yesterday slowly emerged in his mind.When he carried Qu Zhen out of the bar with a sullen face, she was particularly dishonest, always bouncing her legs and clamoring to get off. He was so annoyed that he slapped her on the butt and said, "Quiet, please." point."

Perhaps it was the pain on her butt that made Qu Zhen a little more honest. She pursed her lips in aggrievedness, touched the place where she was beaten, and whispered, "Hit me!"

Lu Qingru: "..."

He glanced at her hand, raised it, and then put it down.

It can't be rubbed.

Taking advantage of the moment when she finally calmed down, he strode to his car. Because he was drunk, he called a driver.

While waiting for the driver, Lu Qingru put her down and before she could put her into the car, Qu Zhen started to get drunk again.

She raised her drunken and blurred eyes, unable to see clearly the person in front of her, so she reached out and grabbed his clothes and forcibly pulled him off.

The close distance made Lu Qingru's breath stagnant, and the strong smell of alcohol lingering in his nose.

Lu Qingru frowned, not liking the smell.

Moreover, the things she had vomited on him were unbearable for him, so he said in a cold voice, "Let go!"

"Handsome guy, you... look like the same person." Qu Zhen turned a deaf ear and still asked him.

"Like who?"

"My boyfriend." She suddenly smiled, and her somewhat heroic eyebrows softened unconsciously, half-bent, her cheeks were flushed, and she looked a little silly.

Lu Qingru's eyes flashed with strange emotions, and his gaze gradually deepened as he stared at her.

Before she could speak, she said shamelessly, "You seem to be sleeping well. Do you want to sleep together?"

Lu Qingru's face darkened: "..."

He directly grabbed her little hand that was holding his clothes, forcefully saved the clothes, and asked sullenly, "Qu Zhen, are you really drunk or are you pretending to be drunk for me?"

"Why are you so fierce? I only let you sleep with you because of your handsomeness." She snorted sweetly and pointed at him with her finger, "Don't be ignorant, hurry up and obey. Miss, I can give you a little more tip."

"Well... don't pull on my clothes. It's so rough." She leaned towards him, "You... let me touch you?"

Seeing her reach out, Lu Qingru's whole body felt numb and he immediately pushed her away.

He was furious and said, "No, Qu Zhen, is it your virtue to ride a horse when you are drunk? Mad, I want to crush you to death now."

There were many people on the roadside, most of them people who went in and out of the bar. He was afraid that the woman would do something outrageous again, so he pushed her directly into the car.

Just as the driver came over, he lost his car keys and bent over to get in.

"You hurt me."

When Lu Qingru violently pushed her into the car, Qu Zhen's head hit the car door on the other side.

Hui Hui was rubbing his head, looking at him with tearful eyes, and complained aggrievedly.

Lu Qingru: "..."

He raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, trying hard to suppress the murderous anger in his chest. Finally, he punched the back of the chair in front of him and cursed, "Fuck!"

He was out of his mind to bring this troublemaker out. He didn't settle the account with her clearly and made her angry.

Turning back to face her look like she was about to cry, Lu Qingru pursed her lips.

He had never seen Qu Zhen like this.

After hesitating for a while, he still reached out to touch her head, rubbing it in a gentle manner, his face turned pale.

Not to mention depressed.

(End of this chapter)