Mr.Lu is blacklisted again

The car slowly drove into Jingyuan and stopped in front of the villa.

Chao Jiu came down from the driver's seat with an umbrella, opened the door in the back seat and helped Lu Yanxiu down.

"Here we are, young master."

Lu Yanxiu was so drunk that he couldn't walk steadily. He was carried into the villa towards nine.

As soon as he stepped into the villa, Lu Yanxiu pushed away chaojiu and walked towards the stairs.

Chao Jiu came up to help him, but Lu Yanxiu said vaguely: "... I can go up myself."

"Young master..."

Looking at Lu Yanxiu, who was staggering and holding the handrail of the stairs to climb the stairs, the shaky figure held his breath.

Frightened, I watched him go upstairs, cross the corridor, open the door and enter the room. Towards nine, I dared to leave.

With a click, Lu Yanxiu opened the door. He staggered to the sofa and fell directly.

The temperature in the room was very warm, but Lu Yanxiu, who was drunk, felt sultry and tore his collar open for a few minutes.

He was so drunk that he could think of something when he was awake on the way back. Now he can't think at all.

He couldn't seem to see the light in the room.

On the big white bed, a small lump slightly raised under the quilt moved.

Hearing the news, Lu tingwan opened the quilt, rubbed his eyes with his small hands and climbed up.

I saw Lu Yanxiu lying on the sofa.

Lu listened late and woke up a lot. Seeing that Lu Yanxiu seemed to have something wrong, she got out of bed and walked towards him.

As soon as he approached, he was frowned by the wine.

Lu tingwan wrinkled his small nose and saw Lu Yanxiu close his eyes. It seemed very uncomfortable. She stretched out her small hand and touched his forehead.

It's a little hot.

His face is ruddy than usual.

Looks sick.

Lu tingwan's first reaction was the same.

"Go away..."

Feeling the touch of others, Lu Yanxiu stretched out his hand and patted it away in disgust.

A "snap".

Lu tingwan touched the back of his red hand and glared at Lu Yanxiu angrily.

Then he snorted into the bathroom.

He came out again half a minute later and looked around the room. After he couldn't find anything to cushion his feet, Lu tingwan returned to his room and brought a small bench.

Back to the bathroom, he padded his feet and got Lu Yanxiu's towel.

Put the towel under the faucet and wet it. After screwing it hard for a long time, he came to the sofa, squatted down and wiped Lu Yanxiu's face.

The smell of wine on his body made Lu tingwan wrinkle his small nose and dislike it very much.

After wiping his face, Lu tingwan went to the bathroom again and soaked the towel again, ready to wipe his neck.

It's said to wipe your face. In fact, it's more accurate to wash your face.

It took the boss's effort to screw up the towel and wipe Lu Yanxiu's face, but the drops of water still fell down.

It was even worse when I wiped his neck. The clothes near the collar were wet for him.

Both sleeves of my pajamas are wet.

It looks like taking care of him, but it's more like tossing him ~

The drops of water flowed wantonly between his neck. The cold touch made Lu Yanxiu wake up slowly. When he opened his eyes, he saw Lu tingwan's angry little face.

Two small hands still clutching a group of wet towels, they fought hard against his neck. They were in a great mood.

Lu listens to the night and raises her eyes. When she sees Lu Yanxiu waking up, she makes a small mouth and continues to wipe his neck.

Lu Yanxiu propped up the sofa and sat up.

Close your eyes and press the faint temple.

After slowing down, he looked, grabbed a towel, stood in front of him and looked at his Lu tingwan.

He said: "... Come here."