Master Lu, Come On

Late at night, Tang Luo looks at the "giant" on the bed, with a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Meet again, it would be this way.

Lu Zhan was so drunk that he was sent by Ren Xu. He should have eaten downstairs.

She couldn't help wondering how he knew he was here?

"Hot..."

Lu Zhan talks nonsense and reaches for his tie.

The night of may in Rongcheng is already a little hot. Lu Zhan drinks wine again and his whole face is sweating.

Tang Luo looked at it for a while. He turned to the bathroom, took a clean towel, and then went through the water. He came out with the iced towel and squatted by the bed, pressing the sweat on Zhan's forehead with the towel.

The coolness of the silk alleviates the sense of dryness and heat, and Lu Zhan's frown gradually stretches.

He didn't have no consciousness of drinking, but he couldn't wake up. He vaguely felt that Tang Luo was taking care of him and wiping sweat for him.

He closed his eyes for a month, and finally had her by his side, even in this way.

splendid!

Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, Tang Luo got up and wanted to change a towel. Xu squatted for a long time and his feet were numb. As soon as he got up, his feet softened and he rushed directly to Lu Zhan!

In a daze, Lu Zhan feels that she has come down. Before her brain can react, her hand has caught her steadily. Tang Luo is still in a state of shock. The next second, a hand is wrapped around her waist. Lu Zhan makes a great effort. She has been pressed by Lu Zhan.

I haven't seen Lu Zhan for a long time. The taste of his body is mixed with wine. She rushes to Tang Luo's nose. She struggles, but she is held more tightly.

Simply, she did not struggle, relaxed the strength, let Lu Zhan hold, and drunkard is not reasonable.

Aware that the person in his arms is not struggling, Lu Zhan gradually loosens his strength, but still holds her and refuses to let go.

"Falling..."

"Falling..."

"Falling..."

He didn't speak, so he called her name again and again.

Low male voice mixed with hoarse, reverberated in the room at night, back and forth to stimulate Tang Luo's on the verge of collapse.

Tang Luo quietly listen, just feel a heart like a hand hard grasp, tight she almost breathless.

With the strength of the wine, Lu Zhan doesn't care. He feels great in his arms.

This month, he did not even dare to go back, afraid to open the door, or see a room of cold.

She's not here. The house's out of temperature.

It was late at night when he went back several times. No one left a light for him any more. He found out at that time that it didn't matter if she didn't explain, because from the bottom of his heart, he didn't believe her, he just couldn't get along with himself.

In the end, he couldn't let go.

"I didn't... Don't believe you!"

Tang Luo's expression froze in the face, Lu Zhan drunk, breathing heavily, in her ear, very clear.

The person on the body seems to have fallen asleep and didn't speak for a long time.

She was pressed hard, tried to push, Lu Zhan did not move, after a while, he slipped from her body, but the hand is still holding her tightly, refused to let go.

He was full of wine, and his face was flushed with alcohol. When he was drunk, he didn't make any noise and slept quietly beside her.

Like countless nights before, he came back again

Late, or will lie next to her, even if just a few hours.

Only a bedside lamp was on in the room. The light was dim and soft. Lu Zhan fell asleep on his back. Half of his face was covered in the shadow and half of his face was illuminated by the light. The hard lines of his face were softened and looked gentle and soft.

She tried to stretch out her hand, and slowly went over, fingertips gently across Lu Zhan's face, never see him maintain, skin unexpectedly smooth, not a bit rough.

She is addicted to touching. The sleeping person suddenly holds her hand, moves her body, puts her hand on her mouth and kisses her. He says vaguely, "fall down, don't make any noise..."

Inexplicably, Tang Luo's heart was suddenly knocked down, and her heart was in turmoil.

She is surprised to feel that she really can't push Lu Zhan away.

All night long.

Rongcheng is a beautiful sunshine again.

The outdoor light is bright. A layer of white gauze is hung on the window to filter the glare of the sunlight. A layer of soft mottle is spread on the floor.

After a night's hangover, Lu Zhan opens his eyes. The dull pain after drinking hasn't dissipated. He raises his hand to cover the light in front of him. He lies down and takes a deep breath. He slowly exhales. He feels better.

When he opened his eyes, it was the familiar decoration of the hotel. He sighed. It was a dream last night!

He sat up and in a twinkling of an eye saw the suitcase next to the wardrobe. It was exquisite and small, and the color and style were very familiar. It was the one that Tang Luo pulled when he got off last night.

Last night was not a dream?

Yesterday at the wine table, he couldn't remember how much he had drunk. Later, he didn't know how he came here. He only vaguely remembered that someone had wiped his sweat for him. His movements were gentle and he felt very familiar.

But what about her?

When he woke up, he was still full of wine. He got up and went to the bathroom. There were several bottles in it, which were the daily brands of Tangluo.

She didn't kick herself out!

Lu Zhan picked up the small jar and looked at it. The words on it were in English, which probably meant moisturizing and so on. He put it down again, and his mood suddenly improved a lot.

Tang got up early. When she woke up, Lu Zhan was still sleeping. She went downstairs for a walk, went to KFC to pack and came back early.

Open the door, the person on the bed has disappeared, there is the sound of water in the bathroom.

As soon as the door was closed, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

A moment later, Lu Zhan with a body of steam, wrapped in a bath towel around his waist, pushed open the door of the bathroom.

For the first time in a month, the two were in a sober state to face each other.

"Back

Lu Zhan opened his mouth first. His plain tone had a touch of intimacy, as if nothing had happened before. When they woke up, she went to buy breakfast, while he was waiting for her.

Tang Luo Wei Zheng, then relaxed, "well, I brought breakfast!"

The mottling on the ground is pushing and spreading slowly to the bed.

There is a small dining table in the living room. They occupy two sofas. Lu Zhan has breakfast quietly, while Tang Luo is watching. He has no words but is not depressed.

Finally, Lu Zhan put down the spoon and looked up at Tang Luo. There was light and shadow in his eyes,

"Pack up, let's go home!"

Tang Luo's breath was slightly stagnant. "I have nothing to say. Do you want to go back?"

"Well, back!"

Lu Zhan nodded and looked firm. "If you don't want to say it, you don't have to

I said, "I won't force you."

In the end, he gave in.

It's impossible to make this awkward fox bow his head.

She would rather carry a misunderstanding on her back than explain. When she was in a hurry, she left directly. In the end, she was the most wronged.

"But you can't just walk away, you know?"

(end of this chapter)