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Chapter 504 The Voice That Can't Be Shielded

Zuo Liuxuan turned his head to look, and it turned out that the brooch pierced his hand.

At this time, it was lying obediently at the junction of the sofa surface and the backrest, and under the illumination of the light, it shone thinly.

Hey, Ling Ling left it here.

Stretching out his left hand, he pinched the brooch and gently placed it on his right palm.

His eyes then stuck to the brooch, as if looking at a rare treasure.

"Hey, you're still looking at me, hiccup, don't look at me..." The drunken Lingxin pointed to the wine bottle and continued to compete.

The wine bottle was empty, and the glass was poured on the table.

Her capacity for alcohol is not bad, but today's drink obviously made her overwhelmed.

I don't know if it's because of the wine or because of my mood.

It's even more worrying to drown your sorrows with wine!

But Lingxin didn't have time to think about this question right now, a thought was circling in her mind: get drunk to relieve all worries!

So he got up staggeringly, walked crookedly to the wine cabinet, took out another bottle, and held it in his arms.

Then he fell to the ground and returned to the table, and put the wine bottle on the table with a bang.

Hey, why don't you turn red?That's right!
The bottle just now looked at her like wide-open blood-red eyes, which made her unhappy.

After a while, Lingxin finally opened the wine bottle and filled a glass for herself.

If it is said to be full, then it is not adulterated. Not to mention the fullness of the wine glass, there is also a puddle on the table.

The wine glasses and wine glistened silvery under the light.

"Okay, it smells so good!" Lingxin murmured in front of the wine glass.

Then he picked up the wine glass and poured it into his mouth like drinking water, and he drank it all in one gulp.

Putting down the wine glass, she only felt her head swell, and everything around her seemed to disappear.

no worries, no sorrows...

After a while, she lifted her heavy eyelids, looked at the wine bottle, and lay down on the table.

Zuo Liuxuan played with the brooch for a while, and put it on the coffee table next to the phone.

In case he forgets to return the brooch, he plans to keep them together.

Then he got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After washing, he sat on the sofa and dried his hair.

As I was blowing, I thought of a question: Ling Ling didn't know where the brooch fell, what if I searched everywhere at home?

That's a lot of work.

No, just tell her first.

Zuo Liuxuan hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and sent her a voice message on WeChat.

Hearing the phone ringing, Lingxin fiddled with the phone drunkenly, fiddled with it and turned on the voice.

It was Zuo Liuxuan's voice.

Finally, I didn't think about him, why, his voice, again, came out again?
Confused, Lingxin wanted to turn off his voice, and flicked his fingers across the screen.

So Zuo Liuxuan received some inexplicable words that didn't make sentences.

Immediately, he was confused, what does Lingling mean?
I couldn't help but think a little more, could it be because of the previous kiss that made Ling Ling unhappy?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that there was such a possibility. No, she didn't even want to reply to him.

Zuo Liuxuan couldn't sit still anymore, he stood up and walked around the room twice before making a decision.

Taking the opportunity of returning the brooch to her, go over and find out about the situation.

As soon as he said he would act, he grabbed his phone, grabbed the brooch and went out.

At the same time as the sound of closing the door, Zuo Liuxuan realized that he was wearing pajamas.

But looking down, it was still neat, so he gave up the idea of ​​going back to change clothes.

Walked across and rang the doorbell.

After drinking another cup, Lingxin became even more confused, and she fell down on the table again.

The crisp doorbell and Zuo Liuxuan's voice persevered into her ears.

Why did his voice appear again?

Lingxin braced herself up vigorously, and her intoxicated gaze slowly turned to the direction of the source of the sound.

(End of this chapter)