Chapter 182 When did you move in?
Lu Zhuo was taken aback, and instantly realized that she had misunderstood.
He rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache, but also a bit like laughing.
"Yaoyao, listen to me, last night..."
"say what?"
Lin Yiyao interrupted him, tears streaming down her face.
"You're saying you didn't do it on purpose? You're saying I did it on purpose?"
She remembered that she was the one who hooked her arm around him first and kissed him.
Lu Zhuo was startled by her tears and reached out to wipe them away.
"You were the one who spoke first, that's true, but I..."
"What do you mean, 'you'?!"
Lin Yiyao slapped his hand away, feeling both ashamed and angry.
"You're already like that, and you still want to change my clothes? You're not even wearing anything underneath!"
The more she thought about it, the more she realized it made sense; the body's sensations don't lie.
They've done this many times before, and this time it felt very similar.
Lu Zhuo was speechless and unable to defend himself.
What the hell is this?
He took a deep breath and tried to explain.
"You threw up, your dress is dirty, I was just helping you..."
"Stop talking!"
Lin Yiyao suddenly threw off the covers and got out of bed, standing barefoot on the floor.
"Lu Zhuo, I misjudged you!"
"What's the difference between you and those who want to take advantage?"
Her eyes were red-rimmed, and she couldn't continue speaking.
We clearly agreed to end it, and I clearly decided not to linger.
Why did it turn out like this again?
It was all in that confused and muddled state!
These words were like a knife, instantly darkening Lu Zhuo's expression.
The playfulness in his eyes vanished completely.
"the difference?"
He stared into her red eyes, speaking slowly and deliberately.
"The difference is, I really want you, with my strength and the pent-up desire I've been holding back for so long."
"Do you think you're still alive and kicking right now, standing here yelling at me?"
He chuckled and raised an eyebrow nonchalantly.
"Can you still use your legs?"
"Doesn't your back hurt?"
"Um?"
With each question he asked, Lin Yiyao's cheeks burned a little redder.
"You're shameless!"
Lu Zhuo chuckled softly.
"If I were truly shameless, I wouldn't have taken a half-hour cold shower in the bathroom last night, until I almost went limp."
"If I were truly shameless, I wouldn't have sat on the floor like an idiot until the wee hours of the morning while you were clinging to me and wouldn't let go, without even daring to light a cigarette inside!"
He suddenly grabbed her wrist, led her, and walked a few steps to the bedroom door, pointing towards the living room.
"Look carefully, Miss Lin."
A thin blanket was piled haphazardly on the sofa in the living room, and the ashtray on the coffee table was overflowing with cigarette butts.
All the traces indicate that this was the battlefield where a person spent sleepless nights.
"If I had laid a single finger on you, I'd be waking up in bed with you in my arms right now, instead of lying on the sofa with a stiff neck that's almost broken!"
"Now you're telling me I'm no different from those scumbags?"
Lin Yiyao was stunned by his shout, her cheeks flushed red, filled with shame and indignation, but she subconsciously checked her body.
Aside from the hangover headache and weakness, I didn't experience the noticeable soreness and discomfort I remember afterwards.
"and you……"
Her voice trailed off, and her momentum diminished.
"My clothes..."
Looking at her flushed cheeks and darting eyes, Lu Zhuo suddenly chuckled and released her wrist.
He took a half step back, put his hands in his pockets, and adopted a lazy posture.
"clothing?"
He raised an eyebrow, his tone nonchalant yet tinged with helplessness.
“You vomited so much last night that the front of your skirt was dirty, and you kept insisting on changing into a clean one.”
"I asked you if you were sure you wanted to change it? You nodded and agreed yourself."
"Although I guess you didn't hear me clearly either."
He raised his chin and pointed to the table in the corner of the bedroom.
"Look, I washed and dried all your clothes, including the underwear underneath."
Lin Yiyao looked in the direction he pointed.
Her little dress was folded neatly, and her underwear and panties were placed next to it.
Pure white with lace trim.
It was washed clean and folded meticulously.
Her pupils contracted sharply, and her cheeks instantly turned bright red.
He can't even do this...
"Did you wash it by hand?"
Her voice trembled, and she almost screamed.
Lu Zhuo twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes were a little unfocused, and a faint blush appeared on the roots of his ears.
"Um."
"I'm afraid I'll damage you if I machine wash it; you're too delicate."
He paused, turned his face away, and lowered his voice, which sounded somewhat unnatural and stiff.
His gaze swept over her flushed face, and his tone softened.
"Don't worry, I washed it with my eyes closed, I didn't see anything clearly."
These words only served to cover up the truth and left people with even more to speculate about.
Lin Yiyao was so embarrassed that she dug her toes into the ground, wishing she could disappear on the spot.
so……
Did he really just help himself change his dirty clothes?
Did he even hand-wash her underwear?
An indescribable sense of embarrassment and a subtle flutter of excitement suddenly surged into my heart.
She misunderstood him.
Not only did he not take advantage of the situation, but he also...
When did this reckless young master learn to be a virtuous man like Liu Xiahui?
Seeing her standing there stunned, her cheeks flushed and pale, Lu Zhuo felt his frustration dissipate.
He walked over, bent down to pick up the pillow she had thrown on the floor, patted it, and put it back on the bed.
"Alright, stop overthinking it."
"Although I want to sleep with you, I'm going crazy with it."
His gaze was calm, carrying an unprecedented seriousness that struck her heart.
"But that's not how you sleep."
"I want you to look at me clearly, to lie willingly in my bed, and beg me to take you."
"Instead of being treated like this, like a beast who only takes advantage of drunkards."
Domineering and tyrannical, yet carrying a strange sense of respect.
Lin Yiyao stood still.
My cheeks were so hot I could fry an egg on them, and I was torn between my inner thoughts and my own.
The grievances and anger in my heart, like a punctured balloon, leaked out completely in an instant.
"sorry."
She lowered her head, her voice weak, her fingers clutching the oversized hem of her shirt.
I shouldn't have thought of you that way.
Lu Zhuo raised an eyebrow, not expecting this response.
He thought that, given her personality, she would either continue to put on a brave face or simply slam the door and leave.
The apology left him somewhat bewildered.
"cough."
He cleared his throat, suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, but his ears turned suspiciously red.
"Alright, it's good that you know you were wrong."
"Don't condemn people so easily next time, especially a perfect man like me."
Lin Yiyao was amused by his self-praise, but felt it was inappropriate, so she pursed her lips and secretly glanced at him.
"I want to go home."
"OK."
Lu Zhuo stepped aside without saying anything.
Lin Yiyao, clutching the stack of clothes that smelled of fabric softener, awkwardly fled into the bathroom.
Even after changing into her own dress, the person in the mirror still had a flushed face.
She took a few deep breaths before pushing open the door and going out.
Lu Zhuo was leaning against the entryway cabinet when he saw her come out and raised his chin.
"Let's go, I'll see you off."
Lin Yiyao followed him to the door, grasped the doorknob, and suddenly stopped.
She hesitated and turned around, taking a look at the house with its cold and hard decor.
It has the exact same layout as the apartment she lives in.
"This doesn't seem to be your home?"
Lu Zhuo has a permanent residence in the Tan Palace, but it's not here.
Lu Zhuo paused in his action of opening the door, then gave a curt "hmm" without changing his expression.
"Temporary accommodation, close to the company."
He spoke casually and walked out the door first.
Lin Yiyao, without suspecting anything, followed him out.
I subconsciously looked up at the tightly closed door across the street.
That's her house!
She froze, her pupils dilating slightly.
etc.
He just mentioned temporary accommodation?
Right across from her house?
She suddenly turned her head and looked at the man next to her who was looking down at his phone, pretending to be nonchalant.
"Lu Zhuo".
When did you move in?
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