5 This pervert didn't do anything, did he?

He first picked up a glass and tried to take a sip. It wasn't as spicy as he had imagined, but it was similar to the juice he usually drinks, but also a little different.

When Lu Zhou came back, Wen Zihuan was already staggering from drinking. If he hadn't been caught in time, he would have fallen to the ground.

"If you can't drink well, don't drink so much." He glanced at the wine glasses beside him and his tone was helpless. He

definitely couldn't stay at the party if he was so drunk, so he could only be taken to the guest room at home.

As a result, Wen Zihuan suddenly struggled halfway through the walk, and he was still shouting that it was getting late and he had to go home.

"Why, Zhou Jingbai has set up a door ban for you? I'll call him later and tell him, you can't go back like this." Lu Zhou made his own decision and took Wen Zihuan to the guest room. He

was just mumbling about going home, but he fell asleep after lying on the soft big bed and rubbing the pillow.

"You really don't have any defense at all. Zhou Jingbai really raised you to not know the wickedness of human hearts..." Lu Zhou spoke with a playful tone, and his hand involuntarily reached out to Wen Zihuan's flushed cheek.

Because the temperature of the wine was higher than usual, it felt hot and soft when applied, and he was reluctant to let go for a while.

After a while, perhaps because he was uncomfortable with being pinched, Wen Zihuan turned over, and Lu Zhou's hand immediately left his cheek.

He chuckled, stood up and sat directly on the bed.

It was already dusk when Zhou Jingbai came out of the study. He frowned slightly when he saw the hand of the clock on the wall reached 16 o'clock.

"Haven't you come back yet?"

"Not yet, do you need me to call Mr. Lu's house to ask?" Butler Liu walked over and asked.

"It's getting more and more outrageous." Zhou Jingbai took a deep breath.

Normally, he jumps up and down at home, and usually, if you ask him to go out for a walk, he will just buy something in the nearby mall.

It would be nice to go to a party today, but now he is planning to stay out all night.

"No need, let him come to my study when we get back." Zhou Jingbai threw down this sentence and turned to go upstairs.

At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhou Jingbai rushed to the Lu family with great momentum. At this time, the party had already ended. After asking someone, he found out that Wen Zihuan was drunk and stayed in the guest room.

Zhou Jingbai's expression eased after hearing this answer, but it sank again when he came to the guest room and saw two people inside.

Lu Zhou was feeding Wen Zihuan with a spoon a bowl of sobering soup, while the latter was dodging. Zhou Jingbai had been busy before he came in, and this was the second bowl in his hand, so both of their clothes were wet.

Those who didn't know would think that something had happened.

Wen Zihuan was so scared when he saw who the visitor was. He quickly broke free from Lu Zhou's grip and climbed off the bed.

"Husband, why are you here?"

[He looked at me with murderous eyes. Could it be that he misunderstood that I had an improper relationship with this wretch? Heaven and earth can see that he brought a bowl of soup and insisted on feeding me when I just woke up. If I didn't drink it, he would drag me away and wouldn't let me go.]

After hearing these thoughts, Zhou Jingbai's eyes were finally not as murderous as before.

"Jingbai, why are you here? Oh, sorry, sorry, I forgot. I was going to call you and tell you that my sister-in-law was drunk so I could let her sleep in the guest room. There were too many people at the party today and I forgot."

Lu Zhou said sorry but there was no apology in his tone.

[What do you mean you forgot? I think he did it on purpose. Wait, I actually slept for so long? This pervert didn't do anything to me, did he? 】

It was only then that Wen Zihuan realized and checked whether his clothes were intact. He was relieved to see that the buttons were still in place and there were no marks on his body that shouldn't have appeared.

"The curfew at home is 8 pm. What time is it now?" Zhou Jingbai's tone was filled with anger.

Wen Zihuan looked at the darkness outside and knew from the tone of his voice that it must be late, and not a little late.

"I'm sorry, husband. I only drank a few sips. I didn't expect the aftereffects to be so strong that I slept until now. I will definitely pay attention in the future."

【I even suspected that the pervert had tampered with the wine, otherwise how could I have slept for a whole day, but it seemed unlikely. After all, I picked the wine myself. He couldn't have drugged it, so he must have deliberately put in some delicious and intoxicating wine! 】

Wen Zihuan stood behind him and stared at Lu Zhou fiercely. He gave a look that showed he was innocent.

He really didn't do anything with the wine. His friends were all good at drinking, and the alcohol content of the wine was not high. It was Wen Zihuan who couldn't handle it because he had a low alcohol tolerance.

In fact, those few glasses of wine alone wouldn't make him sleep for a whole day. In fact, he drank some more in the middle, but it had nothing to do with him.

At that time, he was playing games with his friends outside, and the servant came hurriedly and said that Wen Zihuan woke up at some point, but he was obviously not sober. After waking up, he took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet in the room and started drinking.

When they found him, he had already drunk more than half of the bottle, and when Lu Zhou arrived, he was already unconscious.

So this really can't be blamed on him.

Although Zhou Jingbai was angry, he didn't really show it. He said he was going home and walked away. Wen Zihuan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly trotted after him.

As Lu Zhou watched the two people's backs getting farther and farther away, the smile on his face gradually froze.

After getting in the car, Wen Zihuan was trembling with fear for a long time and didn't dare to speak actively. Zhou Jingbai beside him also remained silent. The car kept a low pressure.

[I should have come back directly earlier. Now Zhou Jingbai seems to be more angry than when he found out that I can't bake a cake at all. He won't deduct two months' pocket money, right? As expected, listening to Lu Zhou's guy's words will definitely not be good. 】

"You are two hours late for curfew. I have said before that you are not allowed to drink in the house, and you are not allowed to come back drunk. Three months of pocket money will be deducted."

"Three! Isn't that... a bit too much?"

【No, how come it is more than I guessed? Three months, doesn't that mean I will be penniless for the whole autumn? Then how can I bribe Wang Ma to pretend to cook for me? Otherwise, I should talk to her to settle the bill first. After all, I am an old customer. 】

Zhou Jingbai listened to the sound of his eyes getting more and more off-center, and his breathing revealed anger.

【Why is he suddenly panting? Why is his fist clenched? Is he going to hit me? Although he has no taste and good character, he usually just scolds me. He should not be a domestic abuser, right? Wen Zihuan

quietly moved to the side, but since both of them were in the back seat, he couldn't move any further.

He sat at home, on guard against the fists that might fall at any time.

The moment he got off the car, he felt relieved as never before. Wen Zihuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and silently soothed his wounded heart.

"Wait for me to invite you in?" Zhou Jingbai stepped half a foot into the doorstep and glanced at Wen Zihuan who was standing by the car reluctantly.