Feed the tiger with her

Chapter 177 The Drunk Man
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Although the relationship between friends with benefits is exclusive, no one has said that it cannot be seamlessly connected.

The panic of being replaced by another man anytime, anywhere came from deep in Lu Yin's heart, and it was spreading like a plague.

Lu Yin lowered the car window and took a cigarette from the storage box. The flames flashed, his index and middle fingers interlaced and pressed against his mouth, and the blue smoke scattered into the biting air.

Behind the cloud of smoke is a pair of quiet eyes, as if the world has nothing to do with him.

Smoked one by one, under the car door, there was a puddle of thin soot, most of which was scattered by the wind.

The cigarette case was empty, Lu Yin grabbed the useless thing and threw it on the passenger seat.

At this time, a white Porsche was driving towards him, the lights flickered, Lu Yin subconsciously closed his eyes, and when it passed by, he had already stretched out his hand to pull the car door.

It was Jian Zhiyan's car, he knew it.

When the car stopped, Lu Yin walked towards her, but the person who got out of the cab was a man.

After a distance of seven or eight meters, Lu Yin slowed down.

The man didn't notice, and went to the back seat to help Jian Zhiyan down, "Slow down." He said.

"Reached?"

When Jian Zhiyan woke up, she was still a little dazed.

With the strength of the man's hand, she got out of the car.

She was drunk, walking was already strenuous, and the cold wind seemed to knock her down.

Jian Zhiyan raised her head and squinted her eyes, swayed for two steps, stumbled, became dizzy, and was about to fall forward.

Subconsciously exclaimed, Jian Zhiyan hadn't responded yet, a burst of cold autumn smell of golden sycamore instantly enveloped her and penetrated her heart.

Jian Zhiyan found that she had landed on a warm black continent - Lu Yin was only wearing a thin black sweater, which made the warmth of his chest feel deep and boundless.

Jian Zhiyan braced herself, stood up straight, and blinked, "Why are you here?"

"waiting for you."

The driver turned around and was picking up the bag. Hearing them talking, he hurried over, "Mr. Lu?"

Lu Yin also recognized him just now, he is Jian Zhilei's driver, and fortunately, he is Jian Zhilei's driver.

After praising the haze that had accumulated all night, it dissipated slightly, and Lu Yin said to him, "I'll send her up, you can go back."

The driver hesitated, he didn't dare to hand over the drunk lady to anyone else.

"If Mr. Lu doesn't mind, I'll make a call and ask Mr. Jian, do you think it's okay?"

"can."

The driver hurriedly called Jian Zhilei, explained the situation, and then sent the phone to Lu Yin.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Jian wants to talk to you."

Lu Yin held Jian Zhiyan in one hand, and took the phone in the other, "What's wrong?"

Jian Zhilei: "Why are you downstairs at Yan Yan's house?"

Lu Yin: "I'm downstairs at my girlfriend's house, is there any problem?"

Jian Zhilei sneered, he felt bored, whether Lu Yin was Yanyan's boyfriend or not, it didn't matter what they said.

Jian Zhilei: "It's okay for my sister to leave it to you, but you have to promise me, not tonight."

Lu Yin: "What do you mean?"

Jian Zhilei: "It's too dishonest to take advantage of others after drinking, everyone is a man, you know what I'm talking about."

"I won't move her."

Lu Yin made a promise.

Jian Zhilei stopped talking nonsense and hung up directly.

Lu Yin took her leather bag from the driver's hand, embraced her limp body, and went upstairs all the way.

After drinking three pots of sake, Jian Zhiyan's sanity was only half. She was very excited today, hugging Lu Yin's neck, and said.

"Tell you a secret, don't tell others."

"Okay." Lu Yin raised his hand, afraid that Jian Zhiyan would slip down.

As for Jian Zhiyan herself, twisting her waist, she said sternly, "I'm going to be an aunt!"

Lu Yin's eyes froze, and he finally smiled. He probably guessed who Jian Zhiyan had dinner with just now, and also guessed the meaning of the words in Song Ange's circle of friends.

It was just an oolong, and he regarded Jian Zhilei, who only showed one hand, as an imaginary enemy.

After reassuring, Lu Yin laughed at himself.

"Congratulations," he said, "so you've had that much?"

"Yes, happy..."

Jian Zhiyan danced and gestured to Lu Yin, how big is a seven-week-old embryo.

In front of the gate, Lu Yin first used his fingerprint to try to unlock it, but it didn't work. Jian Zhiyan should have canceled his authority. Finally, Lu Yin grabbed Jian Zhiyan's little paw, pressed her index finger, and went to the gate. As soon as the sensor was turned on, he entered the door.

Before the light was turned on, Jian Zhiyan changed her face first, maybe the darkness gave people a bad mood, she cried and jumped.

"But my brother and Song Ange betrayed me together!"

"Lu Yin, they betrayed me!"

Lu Yin could only follow her words and say: "Yes, those who betrayed our Yanyan are all bad people, condemn them."

"Condemnation?" Jian Zhiyan nodded, but she was actually too drunk.

"You're right, they should be condemned, bad guys! This world is full of bad guys, family and friendship have betrayed me—"

"But you still have love."

Lu Yin kept Jian Zhiyan's words in his mouth, and whispered with a kiss.

It may be that he smoked too much cigarettes just now, the kiss was a bit bitter, but the kiss has the miraculous effect of reducing fever and fever.

The two separated slightly, Jian Zhiyan's arm was still resting on Lu Yin's shoulder, and the gesture of calling him brother and brother just now had completely become attachment.

She subconsciously licked it, trying to cool her lips and teeth, but when she stretched out her little tongue, she realized that there was still his smell there.

Jian Zhiyan pursed her lips like a frightened bird.

"Why are you kissing me all of a sudden?"

And Lu Yin's gaze was exceptionally quiet.

"Sorry, I couldn't help it."

From downstairs to upstairs, Jian Zhiyan made all kinds of noises, and Lu Yin was very embarrassed. It was winter, and his back was sweating, but at this moment, all the heat and heat had retreated to the second line. His eyes were quiet, his tone was gentle, The plain narration makes his seriousness just right.

It's neither more, it's sensational, nor it's less, it's frivolous.

It’s just the right look in the middle, seriously.

"You still have me."

Lu Yin looked at her seriously. In the room with no lights on, under the moonlight, the man was bathed in the clear light, and there was a gloomy expression between his brows and eyes, which made people's heart tremble.

Jian Zhiyan glanced twice, looked back, and retreated to the wall. She raised her foot and took off her shoes, and then her coat, all of which were piled up on the shoe-changing bench at the door.

"Well, I'm home," Jian Zhiyan hurried away, "Go back."

She didn't dare to see Lu Yin's reaction, so she walked quickly into the room, but the person who drank too much was too drunk, and was exposed in three steps, her calf hit the armrest of the sofa with a thud, Jian Zhiyan hissed, I squatted down in pain.

At that moment, the sound was so loud that Lu Yin felt pain when he heard it.

He walked over quickly, picked him up and put him on the sofa.

"How about it?"

"It hurts, it should be bruised."

Jian Zhiyan's voice dragged into tears, irritable and delicate.

(End of this chapter)