"Have a drink with your buddy?" Shen Jing held the wine bottle and clinked his goblet.
The goblet was empty, no wine.
When Shen Jing saw this, he staggered and wanted to help him add some wine.
Lu Ye put out his hand to block it, "I'm trying to get pregnant recently."
Hearing what he said, Shen Jing paused and sat down with a wry smile on his face.
Then he held the bottle and drank as if no one else was watching.
......
Lu Ye looked at the drunken Shen Jing and fell into deep thought.
Shen Jing was still holding a bottle of red wine in his hand. He was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed like a drunkard. He smelled of alcohol and his clothes were messy.
Lu Ye frowned fiercely.
Could it be that he was so ugly when he was drunk before?
Lu Ye felt a chill in his heart when he remembered that he had hugged Meng Ji when he was drunk.
He was so stinky at that time, how could he deserve it?
Shen Jing stood up unsteadily, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.
Seeing that he was about to fall towards Lu Ye, Lu Ye came back to his senses and gave him a hand to support him.
After Shen Jing stood firm, she squinted her eyes and looked at him carefully, then lowered her head and said with a choked voice, "Thank you."
Lu Ye pursed his lips.
A tear fell on his hand supporting Shen Jing.
Lu Ye paused and reacted quickly, "Stop crying, it's embarrassing."
He pulled a tissue from the table and handed it to Shen Jing, who took it.
Lu Ye looked at his depressed look and really didn't know what to say. When he was just drunk, Shen Jing shouted Li Xin's name.
He will not interfere in Shen Jing's affairs.
"Go home, I'll see you off." Lu Ye sighed.
Shen Jing sniffed. A big man cried too many times tonight, and he himself felt ashamed.
But at night, with the blessing of alcohol, he couldn't control those fierce emotions.
"I don't have a home. I don't have a home." Shen Jing's tone was low and his voice was very low.
Lu Ye frowned.
Since the last time Shen Jing got drunk, he was still in the capital. When he learned that Li Xin was leaving, he was still so drunk.
This time, it was for Li Xin again.
Lu Ye was helpless and called Chen Mu and asked him to pick them up.
Chen Mu came quickly and helped Lu Ye help Shen Jing get into the car. He was completely drunk and couldn't even walk.
"Open a hotel for him." Lu Ye rubbed his brow.
Chen Mu drove the car and quickly searched for nearby hotels on the navigation.
After sending the person back, Lu Ye returned to the apartment exhausted.
Walking into the bedroom, Meng Ji was not in bed.
The quilt was in a mess. Lu Ye's eyes were slightly sharp. He walked over and touched the bed. There was no trace of warmth. She had been up for a long time.
"Wanwan?" Lu Ye shouted several times to the empty room.
There were footsteps outside, and Lu Ye turned around.
Meng Ji had a bath towel wrapped around his chest, and his shoulders and collarbones were shining white. Before he walked in, Lu Ye could smell the fragrance of her body after bathing.
"I'm here." Meng Ji's hand holding the towel tightened unconsciously.
She didn't expect Lu Ye to come back so soon.
After settling down with Li Xin, she hurried back. She was sticky due to nervousness. She just went to the bathroom to take a shower, and Lu Ye came back.
Lu Ye breathed a sigh of relief, carried her to the bed and sat down.
Seeing that she had washed her hair, she said to Meng Ji, "Sit down first."
Then he went outside to find a hair dryer and untied the towel wrapped around Meng Ji's hair. His black hair spread out like a waterfall.
There were still water drops on the wet hair. Lu Ye skillfully used a towel to absorb the water first. He had done this many times.
As long as he was around Meng Ji and met Meng Ji washing and drying his hair, the job was his.
The sound of the hair dryer working was heard in the room.
Lu Ye inserted his fingers into her hair, and after feeling Meng Ji's hair drying little by little, he turned off the hair dryer.
"Are you ready?" Meng Ji said softly.
"Okay." Lu Ye answered her.
Meng Ji tilted his head in discomfort. She was suffocated by the warm wind and felt like she was sweating again.
This bath was in vain.
Lu Ye was on top of her head, kissing her hair.
Again and again, like a chicken pecking at rice, no matter how hard you kiss, you can’t get enough.
"Why don't you sleep more?" Lu Ye sat next to her and played with Meng Ji's fingers.
The sky outside was already getting bright. Lu Ye glanced at her. He thought Meng Ji would be too tired to move.
"I have a nightmare." Meng Ji lowered his eyes and covered his eyes.
She can't speak very well, and her fingers will pinch back and forth unconsciously when she talks.
Lu Ye is very good at observing people's subtle expressions.
Especially the emotion on Meng Ji's face, he knew that the other person was lying just by looking at it.
What's more, Meng Ji's fingers in his hand were still digging here and there subconsciously.
Meng Ji is lying.
Lu Ye took a deep look at her, but his face didn't show any emotion, and he still couldn't stop feeling disappointed in his heart.
She was still wary of herself.
"I'll make whatever you want for breakfast." Lu Ye stood up.
"Let's make pasta." Meng Ji said casually, and she raised her head and smiled at Lu Ye.
But underneath the smile was panic.
She didn't really want to hide it from Lu Ye. Husband and wife should be honest, but she had to hide Li Xin's matter.
Guilt washed over me.
Meng Ji stood up and said, "Let me do it. What do you want to eat?"
Lu Ye's eyes wandered over her body, and Meng Ji looked down at himself in confusion.
The bath towel sank down a little at some point, revealing half a circle.
Meng Ji exclaimed.
Facing Luye's deep expression, "I'll go, you change clothes first."
Meng Ji nodded casually.
Lu Ye put his hand on his mouth and pretended to cough, then quickly walked out of the bedroom.
He took a few deep breaths before he completely calmed down the restlessness in his body.
Then he strode to the kitchen.
Meng Ji changed his clothes and when he came out, he saw Lu Ye wearing a cartoon apron and cooking pasta.
It feels like a 'house husband'.
He put on the apron and became more down-to-earth.
Hearing the movement behind him, Lu Ye turned around and said, "Wanwan, you go outside to play for a while. You'll be fine soon."
Meng Ji shook his head and walked in.
She took out fresh fruits and seasonings from the kitchen, and Lu Ye turned to watch her movements.
Seeing that the pasta in the pot would still be cooking for a while, he walked over and put his arms around Meng Ji's waist from behind, "Want to make a salad tonight?"
His hot breath blew into Meng Ji's neck, and Meng Ji couldn't help but flinch.
She nodded.
"Lu Ye, noodles!" His hands became increasingly dishonest, and Meng Ji dodged to remind him.
Lu Ye took a few glances at the noodles in the pot. They were cooked just right and there was no need to worry about them.
"Don't worry about it." He couldn't help but said, turned her around, and kissed her deeply, with malicious punishment.
Meng Ji frowned in pain and pushed him.
I don’t know why Lu Ye is so crazy.
Lu Ye opened his eyes to look at her, but deep down he thought that he had punished her, so he should forgive her.
Who told him to love?
He did it willingly.
