Chapter 2190 Don’t Want to Be a Spare Tire

Ruomu was a little confused and couldn't help blinking quickly.

Why did he suddenly say such intimate and ambiguous words? Was it because he had just suffered a setback in his relationship, so he came to tease her?

Young Master Xiao asked again, "I saw you sent me a message, did you miss me?"

There was a smile in his drunken voice, and the hand on her waist tightened further and further, slowly stroking upwards...

At this time, they were sitting in the club hall, but in a relatively dim booth. However, such behavior still made Ruomu feel embarrassed, shy, and a little annoyed.

Last time at the vineyard, after he was harshly rejected by Miss Su, he suddenly pushed Ruomu, who was taking care of him, onto the bed.

Do I use her to comfort myself every time I'm hurt in love?

Ruomu lowered her head, pushed his hand away, and said in a calm and distant tone: "I just want to know if you will be back home tonight. If you are, I will wait for you to come back before going to bed. If not, I will go to bed early."

Young Master Xiao took her into his arms again and whispered in her ear: "You are waiting for me, what do you want to do?"

His tone was frivolous, and the implications of his words were self-evident.

Just now he was looking at Miss Su affectionately, but when he went downstairs, he turned into a frivolous playboy.

Is it because of emotional setbacks?

Although she sympathized with him, understood him, and could certainly comfort him, Ruomu did not like the feeling of being treated as a spare tire.

At this time, the waiter brought sobering tea.

Ruomu broke free from his embrace and personally brought him tea.

Xiao Jun looked at her deeply, took the teacup, drank half a bowl, and returned it to Ruomu.

She quickly took it back like a maid and put it on the coffee table: "Do you feel better?"

Then she moved away, trying not to be touched by him.

Xiao Jun leaned on the sofa and squinted at her: "You are very afraid of me."

"No." Ruomu said with his head down.

"Is it because I'm drunk again? Are you afraid that I'll bully you like last time?"

Ruomu continued to lower his head and said, "You have never bullied me."

Xiao Jun chuckled: "You still don't admit it."

Ruomu didn't respond, nor did he look at him. He clenched his fists tightly and placed them on his knees.

Xiao Jun leaned closer to her: "Do you think that if you don't admit it, I can't verify it?"

Ruomu raised his head, trying his best to control his emotions, and said with a smile: "You are really drunk, I don't understand what you are saying."

Xiao Jun smiled: "Okay, let's see how long you can keep it a secret from me."

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After about ten minutes, Wuling arrived.

Xiao Jun had already fallen asleep, so Wu Ling helped Ruomu carry Xiao Jun to the car.

Then drive them home.

Ruomu was sitting in the back seat. After Young Master Xiao got in the car, he tilted his body and fell on her shoulder.

Ruomu knew that he was drunk and feeling uncomfortable, so she let him lean on her.

But who would have thought that after leaning against it for a while, he reached out and pressed a button.

Then, a barrier separated the front and back rows of the car.

Ruomu didn't know that the car had such a function. She was surprised, but she felt Xiao Jun's hands around her waist and his passionate kiss on her neck.

He held her tightly in his arms with a determined desire.

The kiss gradually moved down to the clavicle, and then he unbuttoned her shirt with his hands...

Ruomu pushed him, and he held Ruomu's hand and looked at her for a while, as if trying to guess what she was thinking.

"When I kissed you this afternoon, didn't you respond to me?"

Ruomu bit her lip and pushed him away more firmly. She didn't shout loudly because she wanted to save him some face. After all, Wu Ling was in front of her.

"It's different this afternoon."

Sitting on the pedestrian street in the afternoon, she could feel Xiao Jun's love for her.

Now, she knew that the young master came to her to vent his anger only because he was frustrated in love.

Then I can't promise him anything anymore.

Xiao Jun narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "I thought it was the same."

Ruomu turned her face away. She was attracted to Young Master Xiao, but if Young Master Xiao only treated her as an object to vent his desires, she would rather keep this attraction hidden in her heart forever.

"Is it because Wu Ling is in the car?"

"no……"

But he seemed not to hear her, and kissed her cheek with a smile: "Then let's talk about it when we get home."

Xiao Jun didn't touch her again in the end, and the car drove smoothly into the community parking lot.

Wu Ling helped Ruomu send Xiao Jun upstairs. He sent Young Master Xiao to the door and was about to leave.

Ruomu quickly called out to him, "Brother Wuling, can you help me take Young Master Xiao to the bedroom? I can't do it alone."

She was afraid that once she entered the bedroom, she would not be able to come out.

Because Young Master Xiao was still asleep, and considering that he had behaved frivolously towards her in the car, Ruomu didn't dare to take care of him alone.

If Wu Ling sent him back to his room, Ruomu could just leave him alone, and then she would just need to go back to her room, lock the door, and sleep peacefully.

When Young Master Xiao sobers up tomorrow, she believes that they can still get along normally.

As long as Young Master Xiao is clear-headed, he probably won't force her to do that.

Wu Ling glanced at Young Master Xiao and said to Ruomu apologetically, "Young Master Xiao, aren't you awake? Well, I have something else to do. I have to leave quickly."

After saying that, he opened the door and went out. Ruomu wanted to chase him, but Xiao Jun's body tilted and he was about to fall to the ground.

Ruomu quickly ran to him and hugged his waist.

Xiao Jun looked at her deeply, and there seemed to be a dark fire in his eyes. He seemed to be sober, but also seemed like he could lose his mind at any time.

Ruomu was so scared that she let go of his waist and let him stand against the cabinet. Then she hid two meters away, took off her coat and changed her shoes, without making eye contact with him.

Xiao Jun didn't do anything to her. He took off his shoes and prepared to change into slippers.

It seems that even though he is extremely drunk, the young master still has mysophobia and he will never enter the house without changing his shoes.

But he put them on several times without putting them into the slippers.

Ruomu sighed, squatted down, and held his ankle: "I'll help you, lift your foot."

Young Master Xiao lifted his foot and, cooperating with her, put it into the slippers.

At the same time, he placed his hand on top of her head, as if using her as a handrail...

Then she helped Xiao Jun put his other foot into the slipper, but this time he didn't lift his leg, so Ruomu said, "Please lift your foot."

The hand on her head slid to her chin and gently lifted her face.

Ruomu raised her head and looked at Xiao Jun, only to see that he was looking at her with his eyes lowered. His eyes were a little red because of drinking, which made her more scared than usual, and his gaze was deep and dark, as if he wanted to see into her heart.

"Why don't you ask me why I drank so much?" Xiao Jun asked.

Ruomu wanted to turn her face away, but he pinched her chin and prevented her from turning her head.

She had no choice but to lower her eyes and not look at him, and said, "If you want to talk, you can tell me."

"But you don't want to ask."

Ruomu didn't answer.

She didn't ask because she knew very well that it was all because of Miss Su!

Since you already know, why bother asking more questions? It will only make him feel uncomfortable and make you feel uncomfortable.

Xiao Jun grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up from the ground. "Do you think I drank because of Jiuyao?"

"Hmm, so Miss Su's name is Su Jiuyao, what a nice name..."

Xiao Jun laughed: "Idiot."

Ruomu frowned. Why was he scolding her again?

She raised her eyes to look at Xiao Jun, but he hooked his hands around her neck, and the next second, sealed her lips with a passionate kiss.