Lu Jianheng & Shen Mingzhu (Final)
Lu Jianheng was sunken in the single sofa, surrounded by a low pressure that kept strangers away.
He held the wine glass, staring blankly at the swaying liquid in the glass.
There was obvious irritation written between his brows.
It was obvious that the situation was about to break out that day.
They had dinner, made a date, and kissed each other.
But in the end it was messed up.
Not only did he mess up, but his younger sister also spread rumors, causing his older brothers to misunderstand that he was going to commit suicide.
When I got home, I was made to stand in the corner and was beaten.
Forget all these, this woman Shen Mingzhu started to avoid him again.
Lu Jianheng was puzzled. Is Shen Mingzhu a loach?
If you didn't catch it a few years ago, it's impossible that you won't catch it a few years later...
A few young men he knew came over with wine glasses in hand, and seeing his aloof look, they couldn't help but tease him.
"Hey, Third Master Lu, your face is longer than a horse's. Who offended you?"
"Who else could it be? My old love."
"Tsk tsk, has this day come for a playboy like him?"
Several people were talking to each other.
Xie Yi sat not far away, taking a sip of wine slowly, without even raising his eyelids, and his voice drifted over lazily: "Don't mind him, he's cosplaying as a sad frog today."
"Pfft...Xie Yufeng, did you secretly go to participate in the new rap? You even rhymed with it."
"What the hell is rapping?" Xie Yi rolled his eyes.
"You really don't want to try to persuade him?" The other one looked at Lu Jianheng's hopeless look and felt a little worried.
Xie Yi put down his glass and shrugged. "Don't bother trying to persuade him. Why bother with him? His world...is raining."
Everyone burst into laughter and continued drinking and chatting.
Xie Yi, holding a wine glass, staggered to Lu Jianheng's side and sat down on the armrest of the sofa.
He tilted his head, looked at Lu Jianheng's gloomy face, lowered his voice, and teased with a gloating tone: "Haven't you caught up with her yet?"
Lu Jianheng took a gulp of wine, and the spicy liquid burned his throat.
He snorted in annoyance, a bit annoyed at being exposed: "Chasing bullshit! When have I ever chased others? It's always others who chase me!"
Xie Yi rolled his eyes without any hesitation: "Go ahead, do it, it's going to kill you!"
He paused, looking at Lu Jianheng's stubborn attitude, and then changed the subject, lowering his voice even lower: "Hey, are you really that annoying? I have an idea that can lure the snake out of its hole. Do you want to try it?"
Lu Jianheng's hand holding the wine glass paused slightly.
He raised his head suspiciously and looked at Xie Yi, his eyes scrutinizing him: "Let go!"
Xie Yi moved closer and smiled: "You are pretending to be drunk."
He pointed at the wine glass in Lu Jianheng's hand: "Then, I will call Shen Mingzhu and tell her that you were drunk as a wreck, hugging a woman and refusing to let go, and kept calling her 'Mingzhu'..."
Lu Jianheng frowned immediately: "Luohan Bureau, where did this woman come from?"
The person next to him, who was listening closely, immediately interrupted: "Let our Feather Brother sacrifice himself and pretend to be one."
"Get lost!" Xie Yi kicked him without mercy. "You're putting the cart before the horse."
He looked at Lu Jianheng again: "The key is to coax her out, make her anxious, and let her come to you on her own initiative!"
Lu Jianheng stared at the wine glass silently, his eyes flickering.
After a few seconds, he tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass, his Adam's apple rolling heavily: "Okay!"
An hour later.
The heavy door of the box was kicked open with great force.
There was a loud bang, shaking the door panel.
Shen Mingzhu stood at the door panting, her face flushed from running and anger.
Her chest heaved violently: "Lu Jianheng, you fucking bastard, how dare you..."
The roar stopped abruptly.
Shen Mingzhu's gaze was fixed on the center of the box.
There, Lu Jianheng stood leisurely, even holding a glass of wine in his hand, with an expression of knowing everything on his face, staring at her with a half-smile.
In the box, apart from a few young men who came to enjoy the show, there were no other women or drunk people.
Shen Mingzhu realized instantly that she had been fooled!
A feeling of shame and anger for being fooled rushed to her head, and her cheeks turned from red to white, and then from white to red in an instant.
She took a sudden step back, turned around and tried to run.
Lu Jianheng moved faster than her.
He took a few steps forward, stretched out his long arm, and grasped her wrist precisely.
"Let me go!" Shen Mingzhu struggled hard, her voice trembling with anger.
Lu Jianheng ignored her struggle and turned to the people in the box who were looking forward to the show: "I have some family matters to deal with. I'll leave first."
After saying that, he pulled the still struggling Shen Mingzhu, ignored the booing that broke out behind him, and strode out of the box.
Outside the clubhouse.
The night wind is biting.
Shen Mingzhu was dragged along by Lu Jianheng, and her wrist was pinched by him so hard that it hurt.
She was anxious and angry, and kept cursing: "Lu Jianheng! You are despicable, shameless, villain, let me go."
Lu Jianheng stopped suddenly.
He turned around and, with the bright lights at the entrance of the club, locked his gaze on hers.
The next second, he exerted force with his arms and pulled her into his arms. With his other hand, he held the back of her head, lowered his head, and kissed her lips.
"Hmm..." All of Shen Mingzhu's curses were instantly blocked.
Her body suddenly stiffened, her mind went blank, and she subconsciously reached out to push him away, but Lu Jianheng hugged her tighter.
His kiss carried a sense of punishment, and was also wrapped in a long-suppressed desire. He domineeringly pried open her lips and teeth, and entangled deeply.
The kiss lasted a long time.
It was not until Shen Mingzhu felt she was about to suffocate that Lu Jianheng moved back a little, his forehead against hers, his breathing equally rapid.
Complex emotions surged in his eyes.
Shen Mingzhu finally found her voice, panting and still angry: "Lu Jianheng, what on earth are you going to do?"
Lu Jianheng looked into her eyes and asked in a low voice, pushing her to the limit: "I want to ask you, Shen Mingzhu, what exactly are you going to do?"
His fingers tightened unconsciously: "If you provoke me, I hide. If you hide, I tease you again. After teasing you, I hide again."
"Shen Mingzhu, are you a coward?"
"You are the coward." Shen Mingzhu retorted unyieldingly.
Lu Jianheng took a deep breath, as if he had made some kind of decision.
"Shen Mingzhu, let me ask you." He paused for a moment and asked word by word, "Do you only want to have sex with me once, or... do you want to have sex with me forever?"
Shen Mingzhu was shocked by his straightforward and almost rude question.
She suddenly raised her head and looked at him in disbelief: "What...what do you mean?" Her voice trembled.
"Literally." Lu Jianheng's voice was firm: "Shen Mingzhu, do you want to...sleep with me for the rest of your life?"
Shen Mingzhu's heart seemed to be hit hard by something.
My eyes instantly turned red uncontrollably.
She looked at Lu Jianheng's serious eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "In what capacity?"
"Girlfriend." Lu Jianheng answered without hesitation: "Of course. Wife is also fine."
Shen Mingzhu looked at him, tears welling up in her eyes.
She sniffed, forced a smile, and said in a voice that was forced to be relaxed, a little choked up: "Why, playing the prodigal son?"
Lu Jianheng raised his hand and gently brushed the corners of her moist eyes with his fingertips: "No. But... I want to come back."
"Shen Mingzhu, will you accept it?"
Shen Mingzhu looked at him, and the defenses in her heart completely collapsed.
She suddenly curled the corners of her lips, tears streaming down her cheeks: "Just...take it in."
"Reluctantly?" Lu Jianheng was a little dissatisfied. He lowered his head and rubbed her warm neck with the tip of his nose.
Shen Mingzhu's heart softened at his intimate gesture.
She stretched out her arms, wrapped them around his waist, and buried her face in his broad chest.
Her voice came out muffled, with complete dependence and love that was no longer concealed: "Yes, I am happy to do so. I am very happy to do so."
Lu Jianheng's body shook slightly.
Then he tightened his arms and held her deeper in his embrace.
He lowered his head and found her lips. This time, the kiss was more gentle and affectionate than ever before.
Warm light spreads over the embracing shadows, and the youthful love finally comes to a fulfilled end.
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