Chapter 650: The sensible Zong Yue

After the meal, the moon sets willow shoots, and the night breeze is slightly

cool.

The second brother Li Yan dragged Li Qiao to the balcony upstairs. After a

long time, the art giant looked a little haggard.

"You just got the certificate, so you are not afraid that you will regret it

in the future?"

Li Yan's sense of Shang Yu still stayed in the identity of the Nanyang

overlord, who was praised by everyone. He suddenly became his brother-in-law,

and he was very frightened.

Li Qiao put her arms around her chest, and looked at him by the corridor lamp

in front of the door, "Why don't you ask me in front of him?"

Li Yan's breath condensed, and he smiled and curled his lips, "I haven't lived

enough yet."

"Then don't talk too much." Li Qiao whispered a few words, raising her foot

and preparing to go back to the bedroom.

Li Yan yelled two pretty cute voices, tugging at her arms and asking

hesitantly: "That... don't you think she..."

Li Qiao did not answer immediately, but raised her eyebrows with interest,

"Are you still worried?"

"What is this, she is because of me anyway..."

Before speaking, Li Qiao heard a steady sound of footsteps coming from the

stairs. She bends her lips and draws her wrist back. “Don’t ask about her

whereabouts anymore, maybe she will be back soon.”

Li Yan doubted, "Really?"

"believe it or not."

Li Qiao was too lazy to spend a lot of words with him, and walked over to the

man who was climbing up the stairs after speaking.

Li Yan looked at them eagerly and brought them back to the master bedroom,

feeling depressed.

Xiao Mojue had been sent away for a long time. He went around asking her

whereabouts, but found nothing.

How could a big living person with good quality disappear so cleanly? !

Recently, without him chatting around, life has become more and more boring

and boring.

……

Downstairs, the living room.

Zong Yue handed Li Jun a cup of hangover tea, looked at his slightly drowsy

cheeks, and whispered: "You can sober up with a drink first, and I'll drive in

a while."

Li Jun leaned on the sofa, took a sip from the cup, leaned over on the coffee

table, and squeezed his eyebrows uncomfortably.

After a while, Duan Shuyuan came from the restaurant with fruits after the

meal. She saw Zong Yue standing behind Li Jun giving him a massage. She smiled

knowingly, "Xiaoyue, leave him alone, let him knead it by himself. Come and

eat some fruit juice. Digestion."

Zong Yue wanted to decline, but Li Jun pulled her hand from the corner of her

forehead, "Go, I'm fine."

Seeing this, Zong Yue couldn’t get rid of it. He walked around the sofa and

walked to Duan Shuyuan’s side. He just picked up a grape, and heard her

suggestion, “It’s already past nine o’clock, or don’t bother you two, today.

I'll sleep at home for the night and come back tomorrow."

Li Jun rubbed his forehead and said nothing, Zong Yue glanced at him, then

agreed, "Okay."

Duan Shuyuan nodded comfortedly, and stood up and said, "I'll let someone go

to clean up the room. The boss drank a lot tonight. You guys should rest

early."

"I see, mom."

Zong Yuemian sent Duan Shuyuan upstairs, then put down the fruit fork in his

hand, and returned to Li Jun again, "Do you want to go upstairs?"

"Well, let's go." Li Jun stood up on the sofa, probably because he had drunk

too much. His figure was slightly shaken. Zong Yue quickly grabbed his arms

and exclaimed, "Be careful."

Li Jun sighed in a deep breath, tilted his head to look at Zong Yue's clear

eyes.

She is always like this, like a spring rain moisturizing things, gentle and

delicate.

No matter when and where, he always gives the purest care wherever he can

reach.

Li Jun’s slightly drowsy eyes fixed on Zong Yue’s face, and watched her help

her, her old-fashioned silhouette softened a bit, “Is there a bad appetite

tonight? You didn’t eat much.”

Zong Yue helped him to pace up the stairs, and when he heard the sound, he

looked up at him and smiled, "No, it’s just a little gastroenteritis, nothing

serious."

"Gastroenteritis?" Li Jun stood still abruptly, frowning his thick eyebrows,

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Zong Yue grabbed his sleeve and tugged, “You have been on a business trip a

few days ago, and there is really nothing wrong. I went to the hospital to

prescribe medicine, so don’t worry.”

She had a calm face and a relaxed tone, as if she had no plans to share these

things with Li Jun.

In Zong Yue's heart, he didn't think he would listen to her complaining about

these trivial matters.

He is very busy, so she gradually became very well-behaved. Although life is

plain, there is nothing wrong with it.

Not everyone's married life has ups and downs.

Even if I have had vigorous fantasies, it is not the true meaning of life

after all.

At this moment, Li Jun realized that he could not see any expectations in Zong

Yue's calm eyes.

She still seems to love him, but that's all.

Li Jun suddenly felt unspeakable melancholy, because he read the

word'sensible' from her behavior.

A woman is getting more and more sensible in front of her. This can only mean

that he is a failure.

Li Jun even began to reflect on whether what he was doing was really

incompetent.

Probably it was too long in contemplation. Zong Yue held his arms and pulled

forward in a puzzled way, "What's the matter?"

Li Jun pressed the corners of his mouth tightly, and the lip line gradually

straightened.

He followed Zong Yue to step forward again, but his mood was heavy.

Back to the bedroom upstairs, Li Jun lay on his back on the bed, with his

right arm resting on his forehead, and his eyes closed, looking very

uncomfortable.

Zong Yue thought he was drunk and uncomfortable, and while unbuttoning his

neckline, he said, “After drinking so much alcohol, don’t take a bath tonight.

I’ll take a wet towel and wipe it for you.

After that, she wanted to get up, but Li Jun’s hot palm grabbed her wrist.

Zong Yue tilted his body, supporting the edge of the bed, and raised his

eyebrows in surprise, "What's the matter? I want to vomit?"

This is not the first time she has taken care of Li Jun who is drunk.

He has too much entertainment, and there are always a few days each month when

he returns with a full body of alcohol.

This kind of thing has been done a lot, she can almost understand his

intention from his subtle expression.

Li Jun slowly opened his eyelids and looked at Zong Yue with the soft light,

"How many days have you got gastroenteritis?"

Zong Yue was startled and couldn't help but laugh, "I said it was all right,

why are you still worried about it."

Li Jun pulled her wrist a little harder, forcing Zong Yue to lie on his chest,

the distance shortened, and the fragrance of her body came out.

He encircled her back and patted twice, "I am your husband. I think you are

not normal."

Zong Yue froze in his arms, and was surprised to hear such words from his

mouth.

She put her hands on his shoulders, her eyes softened, but she couldn't help

but hide a little emotion when she said something, "You never call me usually,

and you still think about me?"

Li Jun half-closed his eyes to look at her, the two eyes collided, one blurred

and the other narrow.

Zong Yue did not expect him to change. After all, he is a workaholic who is

incomprehensible, and he is relieved when he gets used to it.

At this time, Li Jun circled her back and mentioned, "If I call you, will it

affect your work?"

"No, our company is not a secretariat, so it's not so strict."

(End of this chapter)