The Giants Trap: The First Lady Does Not Come Home

Chapter 279 Joan, You Are Drunk (1)

Du Liangchen finished his dinner with wild thoughts, Qiao Qi nestled on the sofa and watched TV for a while, and then began to doze off.

"ANGEL, go to sleep in the room, the living room is cool." Du Liangchen gently patted Qiao Qi awake.

Qiao Qi looked at the time, eyes dimmed, "Sister Liangchen, it's past ten o'clock, why don't you go to bed?"

"Go to sleep first, I'll wait a while." Du Liangchen patted her on the shoulder before Qiao Qi moved upstairs.

How could Du Liangchen sleep well?

Huo Qirui's stern face appeared in front of his eyes for a while, and his younger sister's lifeless face appeared for a while.

Joan should have helped her find many doctors today, and she wanted to wait for him to come back and ask about the results.

Besides, she had lived in the manor for so long, and it was the first time she saw that Joan would socialize so late and didn't come back.

Du Liangchen leaned on the sofa, his eyelids began to fight while waiting, and sleepiness began to slowly sweep over.

The clock began to point to twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Hello, young master!" The person at the villa gate bowed his head when he saw Lao Yu helping Qiao An back, and opened the car door.

"Master, please slow down..." Lao Yu helped Qiao An into the living room.

Du Liangchen vaguely heard noises in the living room, and opened his eyes to see that Qiao An had returned.

"Miss Du..." Lao Yu was very respectful when he saw Du Liangchen.

"Has he been drinking?" As soon as Du Liangchen helped Qiao An, he could smell the strong smell of alcohol.

Lao Yu nodded, and helped Joan up to the bedroom on the second floor. "Young master will leave it to you." Then he backed out.

Du Liangchen frowned.

As a bartender, the smell of wine should be her favorite scent, but Joan's body is full of alcohol, mixed with all kinds of red wine and white wine, like the smell of a drunk in a bar.

Du Liangchen helped him to lie down on the bed.

After taking a glass of boiled water and putting it on the low cabinet next to the bed, Du Liangchen watched Qiao An's face turn slightly red due to the effect of alcohol, even stained with sweat.

Du Liangchen turned around and looked for a towel again.

vomit--

Joan suddenly turned his face sideways and vomited all over.

In a panic, Du Liangchen put the soaked towel next to the bed again. Qiao An's white shirt was already soiled, so Du Liangchen had to change the shirt for him.

Looking at the sunny and fair Qiao An, but his body was extremely heavy, Du Liangchen finally turned over for him and took off his shirt.

Picking up a towel on one side, he wiped Joan's face and neck clean.

The complexion on Joan's back was far less fair than that on his face, and his wheat-colored skin was particularly charming under the light. Du Liangchen blushed unconsciously when he saw it.

Shaking his head vigorously, Du Liangchen helped him wipe off the sweat on his back with a towel.

The towel moved up slightly, and near the shoulder blade, a nearly circular scar looked particularly dazzling.

The re-healed wounds looked a little hideous, and the flesh color was the color of a baby. Du Liangchen secretly thought that the wound must have been deep at that time to leave such a hard-to-heal scar.

The soft fingertips suddenly stroked the wound on the back gently, again and again...

It was as if she wanted to find a story she didn't know through this scar.

"Does it hurt?" In the dark night, Du Liangchen suddenly whispered to the deep scar.

It must be very painful, even if I look at the healed wound now, I feel my heart is aching.

Lowering his head, Du Liangchen's lips suddenly touched the scar on Qiao An's back, and kissed him lightly.

Like going back to that time.As if they had shared adversity.

(End of this chapter)