Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 127 It's Wrong to Die
Song Yi was not there, and Lin Yuzhu did not continue to stay at the wine table.

The work in the backyard was not allowed, so he simply took a rag and filled a basin of water into Song Yi's room.

His room is not messy, and he can still find work if he wants to clean it up.

After tidying up the closet, I found several clothes that needed to be mended, and found a needle and thread to mend them carefully.

The wick of the oil lamp was turned up twice, and the noise outside gradually died down.

Lin Yuzhu leaned on the table and propped her head on her side, flipping through those textbooks he didn't want to throw away.

His textbooks don't like to paint and paint like most boys.

The words in the primary school textbooks are not very sharp, and the words are not beautiful. They are written in big, hard, and neat.

In junior high school, the handwriting began to be beautiful, with strong strokes, strong and powerful, and rigorous words.

Lin Yuzhu closed the textbook, stretched her neck, saw the small alarm clock showing 11:37, and frowned.

He knew that she was waiting for her here, and she hadn't come back at this point, unlike his character.

Going out the door, everyone has already returned to the house, it's pitch black, only the sound of the baby crying and softly coaxing the baby.

The door of the main room was not bolted, so she looked around the door, but there was no one there.

A conjecture suddenly appeared in her mind, she closed the door and walked straight to her house.

By the moonlight, I saw a person sitting on a bamboo chair under the eaves, looking up at the stars.

The night wind blew the skirt, she walked up to him and pinched his ears, a little dumbfounded.

"I've been waiting for you at your house for a long time, but it's good for you to sit at the door of my house stupidly."

He didn't speak, just smiled at her with his face up, put his arms around her waist and pulled him closer.

"I just guessed that you were drunk." She nodded between his eyebrows, "Whoever comes to you for a drink during the meal will not hesitate to take a sip, and continue to drink after the meal. You think you will not be drunk after a thousand cups."

Knowing that he is not good at drinking, he didn't stop him. Today he is really happy, obviously happy.

"Let's go, I'll take you drunk back to sleep." She patted her arms around her waist.

He shook his head and held up his left hand to show her, "It hurts."

The soft voice carried a hint of grievance, Lin Yuzhu licked her lips and smiled muffled.

Who will explain to her why he has a second personality when he is drunk?

Is this the possession of a little milk dog?

She exhaled helplessly, "Okay, let me see."

Holding his hand in the moonlight, I turned it over and over several times, but couldn't find any obvious wounds.

"No injuries?"

"pain."

He stubbornly raised the back of his hand closer to her eyes.

"Okay, let's take a look for you when you go home." She grabbed his wrist and pulled him up to turn around and prepare to walk towards the dam.

Before he could take a step, he was dragged towards the main door.

"Aren't you going home? What are you doing at my house?"

The only response to her was a silent push on the door.

"Go back to your house to sleep, it's late, you know?" She tried to reason with him.

Song Yi never made sense when he was drunk, he bent down and put his arms around her leg and put it on his shoulder, freed his hand to release the tie, and strode towards her room.

She hugged his shoulder and exclaimed softly, her heart beating wildly, "Song Yi, what are you going to do?"

She can be hugged with one hand, does the boyfriend have to be so powerful?
After entering the room, he put her down, pressed her on the stool, sat next to her, and raised his hand to the tip of her nose, "It hurts."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was wrong." Lin Yuzhu cleared her throat in embarrassment.

She thought, cough
I was ready to knock him out again just now.

There was a sound of the match being struck, and the kerosene lamp was lit. Lin Yuzhu turned to look at him, feeling very guilty.

The short haircut and trimmed sideburns are particularly energetic, the freshly shaved beard still has a faint dark blue, and several small wounds have formed thin scabs.

The majestic and heroic tiger's eyes were slightly reddish from the alcohol, and the wet waves were shining, and the lips were also bright red.

Lin Yuzhu was heartbroken, he looked so obedient, and kissed his mouth well, but he didn't dare.

It's not right to die.

She dared to guarantee that the current Song Iron and Steel would be ready at any point.

Pulling his hand, I saw a new bruise on the back of the hand.

"Huh? Where did it come from? It wasn't there at dinner time. Could it be that you were beaten at He Jinsheng's house..."

He Jinsheng has a hot-tempered father, and just now he was rushing to the affairs of He Jinsheng and Xia Mingzhen, so there may be conflicts.

She turned up his cuff suspiciously.

He was more honest than her, grabbed the skirt and took off the whole unlined garment for her to check.

"No such thing," Lin Yuzhu wailed while covering her face.

Wearing only a black vest, he is like a walking hormone, and his beautiful muscle lines are too greedy
She glared at him resentfully, and took medicinal wine to rub his bruise.

"Brother Yi, why don't you like to talk when you're drunk?" She asked casually, not expecting him to answer.

"En." He responded in a low voice, looking at her serious face with drooping eyelashes, his eyes fell on her lips, and his sharp Adam's apple rolled.

"Okay, I'll get you water to wash your face, and then send you back to sleep, okay?" She poured water and put it on the table, got up and left the room.

When I came back from carrying water, I saw him sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, reaching out to play with the hooks of the curtain, touching and shaking.

She bit her lip and smiled helplessly.

Do the actions have to be so cute?
Is the intention so obvious?
However, the bed cannot allow him to sit on it.

He obediently sat on the stool and let her wash his face with his head up, and gently touched her buttons one by one with his fingers.

"Don't move around." She grabbed his hand and pressed it into the basin.

After helping him wipe his hands, he put down the towel and began to drag him, "You can't sleep in my room, you have to go back."

He held her back, put one hand around her waist, raised his face, looked at her with wet eyes aggrievedly, parted his thin lips lightly, "Zhuzhu."

Lin Yuzhu gasped, and quickly reached out to cover his eyes and mouth, "I'm going to die, don't bring such a foul!"

Song Iron and Steel has always called her by first and last name!

It's okay to call her by her nickname with this pitiful little milk dog!

I can't stand it...

Otherwise, knock him out now, so as not to make a mistake!

As soon as he let go of his hand, he stood up and bent down to pick her up by the waist, walked to the edge of the bed in two steps, put her down and pushed in, helped her take off her shoes, then lay down next to her and closed her eyes.

"sleep."

Lin Yuzhu looked at her hand raised in front of her eyes, and awkwardly clasped her fist.

So, is she thinking about it again?
What to do now?
Obviously, he didn't intend to leave.

but. also. nothing further
She turned her head and took a peek at him, very quiet, peaceful, even, very.
serene
She did some mental construction for a while, observed him for a while, frowned and pressed her chin.

I heard that men don't seem to have that ability when they're drunk?

She was relieved a little, got out of bed and took off the new suspender nightgown hanging on the bed frame, took the underwear and took a quick shower and came back, looked at him still lying there quietly through the mosquito net, turned off the oil lamp, and lay down carefully past him side.

She should have slept long ago, but she didn't feel sleepy.

The tip of his nose is full of the faint smell of alcohol in his breath, with the smell of men's hormones.

The man she likes is lying next to her, but he is still very obedient, and there is no irregularity as expected, which makes her not used to it.

Staring at the dark tent for a long time, she secretly touched his arm, "Brother Yi, you sleep..."

Before she could finish speaking, the bed board shook violently, and he turned over and stuffed the three words [have you caught] back into his mouth.

"Oh!" Lin Yuzhu pushed him hard.

Just a random question!

Say good peace!

(End of this chapter)