Chapter 181 Little Drunkard, Look Carefully, Who Am I?
Lu Zhuo rinsed the water with cold water for nearly half an hour before turning off the valve.
He grabbed a bath towel, hastily dried himself, and put on a pair of casual trousers.
The fire in my body was quelled, but the fire in my heart burned even brighter.
He stepped out of the bathroom with his short, wet hair and a chill in his body.
The bedroom was quiet, with only a dim bedside lamp on.
Lu Zhuo stopped in his tracks.
On the bed, Lin Yiyao sat up groggily, the thin blanket slipping down to her waist.
Her little face scrunched up, she covered her mouth, and her eyes darted around in a panic.
"Hmm..."
She let out a suppressed sob.
Lu Zhuo's heart tightened, and he rushed over in three steps.
He knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch her forehead.
"Little darling? Are you feeling unwell?"
Before she could finish speaking, Lin Yiyao suddenly opened her eyes.
She covered her mouth, looking at him with teary eyes.
"Feeling nauseous..."
Lu Zhuo's pupils contracted, his reaction was extremely fast.
He instantly grabbed the trash can from beside the bed and steadily handed it to her.
"Spit it out here."
Almost simultaneously, Lin Yi vomited.
Most of it went into the trash can, but some still splashed onto her skirt and Lu Zhuo's arm.
The air was filled with the sour smell of alcohol.
Lu Zhuo didn't even frown. He held the bucket steadily with one hand and gently patted her back with the other.
"Slow down, just spit it out."
Lin Yiyao vomited until tears and snot streamed down her face, her little face was deathly pale, and she looked as pitiful as a fledgling bird soaked by the rain.
After vomiting, she leaned back against the pillow, exhausted, her eyes unfocused, and she sobbed softly.
"The skirt is dirty..."
She looked down at the stains on her skirt, pouting with a wronged expression; her drunkenness made her particularly concerned about her appearance.
"Hmm, if it's dirty, then we don't need it."
Lu Zhuo spoke gently, put down the trash can, and took out a tissue.
First, I carefully wiped her mouth and cheeks clean, and then casually wiped my own arm.
"It's okay, we'll change it."
He got up, went to the bathroom, and brought back a hot towel.
I knelt down by the bed and carefully wiped her cheeks, neck, and calves that were stained with dirt.
Lin Yiyao obediently tilted her head back and let him wipe her face, her wet eyes following him the whole time.
“Lu Zhuo…”
"Um?"
"You look just like my mom."
Lu Zhuo paused, almost laughing in anger.
"You little drunkard, look carefully, who am I?"
"It's Lu Zhuo..."
She tilted her head, trying to focus, her eyes looking blank.
"The worst, the worst Lu Zhuo."
Okay, I still recognize people.
He sighed resignedly and put down the towel.
Looking at her completely ruined dress, I was at a loss.
"Yaoyao, you need to change out of your dress, okay?"
Lin Yiyao looked down and tugged at her dirty skirt, then looked at him again, and nodded hesitantly.
Lu Zhuo's Adam's apple bobbed as he took a deep breath.
Silently recite "a virtuous person" three times.
With trembling fingers, he found the zipper on her side waist and gently pulled it down.
The skirt spread out.
He immediately grabbed his large black shirt from the side and quickly wrapped it around her, covering all her exposed skin.
Throughout the entire process, he kept his eyes straight ahead.
Lin Yiyao obediently raised her arm, letting him do as he pleased, while muttering something under her breath.
"It needs to be clean."
"Yes, my shirt is clean, it was just washed."
Lu Zhu clumsily buttoned her clothes.
The black shirt hung loosely on her, making her appear even more slender and delicate, revealing a pair of straight, fair legs.
Innocent, yet inexplicably provocative.
Lu Zhuo looked away, pulled the blanket over her again, and wrapped her up like a silkworm cocoon, leaving only her rosy little face showing.
"sleep."
He commanded, his voice hoarse.
Lin Yiyao obediently closed her eyes, her nose slightly red, and her lips unconsciously pouted, as if she were talking in her sleep.
She suddenly stirred and mumbled something indistinctly.
"Lu Zhuo, you're a liar..."
Lu Zhuo froze, feeling as if his heart had been squeezed.
He thought she was awake and was cursing at him.
But if you look closely, her eyes are still tightly closed; she's just talking in her sleep.
He breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
Even in my dreams I'm cursing him as a liar.
He deserved it.
Lu Zhuo watched her fall asleep and finally breathed a sigh of relief, preparing to make do with the sofa in the living room for the night.
Just as I stood up, a small hand grabbed my sleeve.
He turned around.
Lin Yiyao stretched her arm out from under the covers, her fingers tightly gripping his sleeve.
"Don't go."
Her voice carried a soft, drunken tone and a hint of unease.
Lu Zhuo's Adam's apple bobbed as he tried to pull his hand back, his voice low and slow.
"Yaoyao, let go, I'm going outside."
"don't want."
Lin Yiyao frowned in dissatisfaction, pulling her delicate eyebrows even tighter.
She buried half of her face in his palm and took a deep breath.
"mine……"
She declared her sovereignty in a slurred manner, with a drunken arrogance and coquettishness.
Lu Zhuo was stunned, then chuckled softly.
This girl...
He leaned down, got close to her ear, and whispered in her ear.
"Yes, yours."
"Even I am yours, okay?"
The person in their sleep seemed to hear it, yet also seemed not to hear it.
Her breathing became even and long again.
The neckline was slightly open, revealing a slender collarbone and a small patch of delicate skin.
Lu Zhuo's eyes darkened, and he forced himself to look away.
He reached out and pulled the blanket back up, carefully tucking it into the gap around her neck to make sure no drafts got in.
After doing all this, he leaned back and sat on the carpet beside the bed.
With his back against the edge of the bed, his long legs were casually bent, and his arms were resting on his knees.
Like a silent guardian.
He took out a cigarette case from the bedside table, shook out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but did not light it.
He just held it in his mouth, savoring the dry aroma of the tobacco, suppressing the restlessness surging within him.
The room was quiet, with only her soft breathing and his own heartbeat.
This was the first time he had ever experienced the feeling of being apprehensive about returning home.
...
The next morning.
The first thing that struck me when I regained consciousness was a splitting headache.
Lin Yiyao groaned and opened her heavy eyelids to find herself in a completely unfamiliar environment.
It's not her room.
A hangover headache started coming on.
She sat up abruptly, the blanket slipped off, and a cool sensation washed over her.
As far as the eye could see, there was a large black men's shirt, loosely draped over her body.
A clean, refreshing scent with a hint of mint lingered around my nose.
Last night's fragmented memories came rushing back.
Nebula's social engagement, being forced to drink, the unpleasant scene in the parking lot...
Then, it was Lu Zhuo.
He's here.
He carried her home on his back.
Then……
She only remembered that she seemed to have hugged him and kissed him...
Beyond that, there was only a blurry heat and loss of control.
With a buzzing sound, my mind went completely blank.
With trembling hands, she gently lifted the blanket.
Underneath the shirt, there was nothing.
The last glimmer of hope was shattered.
It's over.
At that moment, the bedroom door was gently pushed open, and Lu Zhuo walked in carrying a glass of warm water.
He had a bluish stubble on his chin and faint shadows under his eyes.
He looked exhausted from excessive indulgence.
"Awake? Does your head hurt? Drink some water..."
Before he could finish speaking, a pillow was thrown at him hard.
"Lu Zhuo!"
Lin Yiyao's cheeks instantly burned red, and a feeling of shame, indignation, and being taken advantage of surged into her heart.
"You last night..."
"Did we do it?"
She found it difficult to speak, her voice trembling.
"How could you take advantage of me while I was drunk..."
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