Chapter 613: Shang Yu is drunk

At eleven o'clock in the night, the meal was finally over.

The group went home separately. Zong Yue declined Luo Yu’s offer to send her

off, and drove back to Jingwan Villa by himself.

Entering the door, Zong Yue threw his bag on the entrance cabinet, punched his

stiff shoulder, walked into the dark living room and poured a glass of water,

sitting on the sofa and began to daze.

Tonight, some uncles seem to be in a bad mood.

They didn’t eat a few bites of a meal, and they drank most of the time.

In Zong Yue's heart, they are all unmatched figures, what else can make them

frown?

She couldn't figure out the reason for this question, so she asked Qiaoqiao,

but she didn't get a specific answer.

Zong Yue lay on the armrest of the sofa with her eyes closed, her thoughts

confused.

Half-dreaming and half-awake, she vaguely heard footsteps coming from the

stairs.

Zong Yue opened her eyes abruptly, half propped up and cast her eyes.

There is no light in the living room, only the night light in the corner

reflects the slender figure of Li Jun.

He was still wearing a shirt and trousers. He seemed to have just returned,

frowning and looking at Zong Yue with a sullen expression, "What did you do at

night, why didn't you answer the phone?"

Tonight, he made three calls to Zong Yue, but she did not answer them.

Zongyue rarely refuses to answer the phone so headstrongly. Li Jun is worried

that something will happen to her, so he simply changed clothes and plans to

go out to find her.

The tone of Li Jun's question was slightly stiff and domineering, his eyes

pierced, as if a flame was burning.

Zong Yue was stunned, and subconsciously touched the phone, only to find that

she was wearing a skirt and the phone was put in her purse.

"Have you called me?" She said as she walked to the hallway, she found the

phone in her bag, unlocked it and saw Li Jun's missed call.

Zong Yue was a little annoyed, returned to the living room to look at Li Jun's

unhappy brows, and whispered: "I didn't hear it."

When eating, she kept chatting with Qiaoqiao, and she never expected Li Jun to

call her.

The number of times he takes the initiative is very few, even if the WeChat

message he sent drunk last time, he perfunctorily said that he had no

impression the next day.

Zong Yue expects him less and less. It's not that he doesn't love him, but

that he has become accustomed to such an ordinary way of getting along.

To hear love words from Li Jun's mouth, it can only be a fantasy.

Zong Yue went up the stairs and wanted to explain a few more words, but the

man in his field of vision turned and walked to the study.

There is no reason, she has a little emptiness.

Zong Yue stood on the steps and sighed, glanced at the study, and turned back

to the master bedroom.

In the study, Jun Li irritably placed a cigarette. It was already twelve

o'clock, half a cigarette, he remembered one more thing, and quickly took out

his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and called his assistant.

"No need to look for it, you can go back and rest."

At this time, the assistant was rushing to Nanyang Science and Technology Park

at the speed of drag racing. Hearing Li Jun's words, he quickly asked:

"Secretary-General, has the madam returned? I will be at the wife's company in

ten minutes, or... "

"Don't go, she's back, you rest early."

In fact, on the one hand, Li Jun arranged for an assistant to find someone,

and at the same time, he was also preparing to drive out to the police station

by himself.

After all, the police station finds people the fastest.

Zongyue has no friends in Nanyang, so you shouldn’t lose contact even for

dinner.

Whether it was out of responsibility or obligation, Li Jun could not sit at

home with peace of mind and wait for her return.

Now that the person is back, although he is relieved, he is still bored.

She was lying on the sofa just now, looking sad, as if she was thinking

deeply, and she didn't seem to worry about work.

Ten minutes later, Jun Li returned to the master bedroom, and when he entered

the door, he saw Zong Yue sitting on the bed in a bath towel wiping his hair.

Her skin is not milky white, but a healthy wheat color.

But the body is well-proportioned and the skeleton is beautiful.

Especially her collarbone, the curved arc extending to the shoulders on both

sides is just right.

Li Jun rolled his Adam's apple, put on his pajamas and lay on his back on the

bed.

Zong Yue wiped her hair half dry, turned off the light and got into the bed.

In the dark room, only the breathing sound of each other can be heard evenly.

Zong Yue turned her back to Li Jun, and fell asleep after a while.

So much that she could not hear the deep question, "Who did you go to dinner

with tonight?"

According to Li Jun’s straight male personality, he rarely takes the

initiative to ask about Zong Yue.

For one thing, he didn't want to put any psychological pressure on her, and

secondly, he always believed that Zong Yue always acted appropriately.

But tonight, he felt inexplicably...After she entered the workplace, she

seemed to have a secret.

……

At the same time, the commercial vehicle drove back to Nanyang Mansion.

Jin Rong fell asleep on the way back, and was being taken to the guest room by

Liuyun and Mochizuki.

In the car, Li Qiao leaned sideways by the window, watching Shang Yu, who was

sitting like a mountain beside her, raised her eyebrows, "Can you go?"

"Of course." The man smiled slightly, got up and bent over and got out of the

car.

Li Qiao looked at his figure with interest, automatically ignoring Shang Yu's

already blurred gaze.

He drank too much, still graceful and calm, but he laughed more than usual.

Shang Yu’s wine is very good, even if he is drunk, he is not noisy, but he has

become more arrogant and self-sufficient.

At night, the temperature of Nanyang Mountain was a bit low, Li Qiao followed

him and got out of the car, pulling his hand and pacing forward.

But Shang Yu didn't move, standing still looking at Li Qiao with drunken eyes.

His eyes were as deep as ink, but he was drunk at this time, and when he

looked at her, he became more tender.

The man opened his lips, his voice was thick and hoarse, "Goodbye, is it

cold?"

Li Qiao glanced at her casual suit, then at Shang Yu, she swallowed the word

‘not cold’.

She wanted to see what uncharacteristic things a drunk man can do.

So, Li Qiao nodded seriously, "cold."

The falling rain and the wind who stopped next to him turned around and walked

back silently.

Then, Li Qiao saw Shang Yu raising his well-proportioned fingers and slowly

unbuttoning his shirt.

She was startled for a moment, and dumbfoundingly held the back of his hand,

"What are you doing?"

The man took her hand to his lips and kissed it, and continued to unbutton the

other hand, "I'll give you the clothes."

Li Qiao: "..."

He only wore a black shirt, and gave her the clothes, intending to walk around

the mansion with his upper body naked?

Li Qiao's mouth twitched twice, took his hand, smiled and shook his head, "I'm

teasing you."

Shang Yu lowered his head slightly, the smile on his lips became deeper, "You

said it is cold."

Li Qiao wiped her face, can she reason with a drunk man?

She sighed heavily, took him to the mansion, "It won't be cold when you enter

the house."

"Also." The man's expression was exceptionally unpredictable.

Li Qiao glanced at him quietly, already beginning to regret her impulse.

Finally he pulled Shang Yu into the living room. As soon as he sat firmly, Li

Qiao tilted his head and found that the shirt buttons on his chest had been

fully opened.

(End of this chapter)