"Godmother, uncle is drunk and stinks!" As she said this, Xu Jianjia waved her chubby little hands beside her nose with a look of disgust.
Chen Wu was chatting with Xu Yin. When she saw Lu Ye supporting Lu Xuan over, the man's steps were already a little unsteady.
Speaking of Manman’s wedding, the person who was forced to drink the most was not the groom, nor Manman, but Lu Xuan, the father.
"Auntie, make some hangover soup!"
As a gentle voice fell, the next moment, a pair of soft hands supported my arms, and a warm sweet fragrance came over me.
The smell is not familiar, but the warmth is not unpleasant.
Realizing his own thoughts, Lu Xuan was shocked. He had been in business for so long, and as his money grew, he had also encountered people who set up honey traps on him.
Just about to open my eyes.
Then I heard a voice: "Wife, please help me up quickly, I am drunk too."
The voice was clearly that of his younger brother Lu Ye.
"Mom, Dad lied. He didn't drink at all. He drank sweet water and pretended it was alcohol..."
"Uncle drinks real wine, it stinks!"
"Xu Jianjia, stop ruining my show!" Lu Ye was furious.
Xu Yin patted Lu Ye's shoulder helplessly.
Voices kept coming, and the information from outside was beyond Lu Xuan's ability to accept. It was both familiar and unfamiliar.
I forced myself to wake up, opened my eyes, and saw a charming face first.
Lu Xuan was surprised for a moment, and his body moved closer to her subconsciously as if out of his control, before he could control himself.
I saw my fourth brother hugging a slightly indifferent woman and arguing with a little kid.
"Xu Jianjia, I'm going back to North City this time without you."
"If you don't want to take me, then don't take me. I want to accompany sister Manman. I want to sleep between sister Manman and handsome brother Qi Wen, lululu~"
…
Who is going on here?
"Okay, stop arguing, you two. We've been busy all day, go back to sleep!"
Lu Xuan had already realized that something was wrong, and was just quietly observing this heartwarming scene. When he heard the voice, he could no longer help but look towards the source of the voice.
Lu Qing was wearing a smart windbreaker, and next to her was Xie Yan, who was wearing a suit.
She was completely different from the elder sister in my memory. She seemed a little older and her temperament looked much stronger than when she was young, but... my elder sister had passed away a long time ago.
He had just burned paper money for his eldest sister. His eldest sister had passed away for so many years, and Xie Yan had been staying in that small village for so many years, often burning paper money at her cenotaph. He was about forty years old, but he looked like he was in his fifties or sixties.
Xie Yan persuaded him to drink a lot of wine. He said that when his elder sister was young, her face was full of wrinkles when she smiled.
Looking at the gentle, middle-aged man next to the "big sister", they are completely two different people.
Lu Xuan also felt that perhaps his elder sister was not dead, and she was just like this now.
Lu Qing didn't notice anything was wrong with her brother at all. She said to Chen Wu, "He's not usually a rude person. He's probably overjoyed that Manman is getting married."
"Now that you've drunk so much, Xiaowu, I'm going to make it hard for you tonight."
Chen Wu agreed with a smile, thinking in her heart that this man probably had nothing to do with being happy when he drank so much.
The real unhappiness is that it breaks down.
"Let's go back to bed."
The crowd also dispersed one after another. Lu Xuan was supported by someone. When he lowered his eyes, he saw a snow-white neck, like the finest white jade, exuding a warm fragrance.
Lu Xuan looked away, but saw the woman next to him wearing a moon-white cheongsam with twined branches, which outlined her perfect figure.
Her name is Xiaowu?
The name sounded familiar, but Lu Xuan couldn't remember where he had heard it.
Chen Wu helped Lu Xuan to the bedroom and looked at him, he was so drunk that he couldn't even open his eyes.
She stroked his forehead with her hand: "I know you are not happy about Manman getting married, but you can't ignore your health."
"Besides, their wedding house is right next to ours. When do you want to go see your daughter? Why can't you see her?"
The woman's voice was gentle with a hint of sweetness, and even her complaints about him being drunk didn't sound annoying, but rather reassuring.
He was in a strange place and hadn't figured out the situation yet. Now that his body was drunk, it was natural for him to pretend to be drunk. Listening to her voice in his ears, he seemed to be drowning in the gentle water.
"You take a rest first. I'll go see if the hangover soup is ready."
Lu Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought about where he was. Suddenly, he felt a kiss on his forehead. A warm and sweet fragrance came to his face. His hands hanging on the bed suddenly clenched, and his heartbeat quickened.
Fortunately, this kiss came suddenly and ended quickly. The high heels made a tapping sound on the floor, and the sound became farther and farther away. I felt a sense of loss inexplicably in my heart.
It was not until the sound completely disappeared that Lu Xuan, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes. The room was warm and tidy, with warm and bright colors throughout. There was a bouquet of flowers on the dressing table, and many bottles and jars on it.
His residence would definitely not be like this. It was just a place to live and there was no need to decorate it too elaborately.
There was a small photo frame on the bedside table next to her. The man was obviously "him" and the woman was clearly "Xiao Wu" from before.
Although I don’t recognize the young girl in the middle, she is obviously a combination of the two people in the photo. Her eyes are clearly the same as his.
He seemed to have entered the body of another "him", a self with a completely different life.
The smell of alcohol on his body was out of place in this room. Lu Xuan wanted to take a shower. The bedroom was connected to the cloakroom.
The cloakroom has both men's and women's items, and there is a half-person-high jewelry cabinet in the middle.
Lu Xuan took a few glances and went to get his pajamas according to his habit. Sure enough, there were several sets of men's pajamas hanging there, in black, white and gray tones, which he was familiar with.
Although this "he" seemed very different from himself, some habits were still the same, which made Lu Xuan feel relieved in this strange place.
Thinking of this, he opened the drawer to take out his underwear. The moment he took out the small piece of cloth, he was stunned for a moment.
Black lace suspenders, a section of white lace at the waist, and a structure similar to a tutu skirt below, but it's terribly short——
Lu Xuandun was in a dilemma, neither taking it nor throwing it away.
This "he" has completely different habits from mine.
“He” is a pervert, why would a man hide such a thing in his closet!!!
At this moment, the sound of high heels was heard outside the door, coming from far away.
Lu Xuan had experienced many ups and downs, but this was the first time he had ever experienced anything like this. He heaved a sigh of relief, and then he heaved a sigh of relief again.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
