C21

"It feels so bad, I feel like vomiting!"

She lay sprawled on the seat, sobbing like a child.

Hearing her soft voice, Lu Tingyun's heart softened for some reason. With a wave of his hand, he pulled her into his embrace.

Ye Zichen looked up and said coldly to Xiao Yu, who was sitting in the front seat.

"Drive your car back to Dust Garden!"

Xiao Yu had been observing the situation behind them through the rearview mirror. Originally, when he saw that Lee Zhixia had vomited all over the place, his heart had jumped. After all, Lu Tingyun was obsessed with cleanliness and it wasn't just one or two days. He thought that he would be furious, but who knew, he would actually hold her in his arms …

He had followed Lu Tingyun for so many years, this time, even he could not understand it … He shook his head helplessly and started the car quickly.

Perhaps because she was forcefully suppressed by Lu Tingyun, Lee Zhixia felt a little uncomfortable. She continuously hugged Lu Tingyun, and finally climbed up to Lu Tingyun's neck and proactively gave him her red lips. A pungent smell of alcohol entered Lu Tingyun's nose, causing him to frown for a moment.

Lee Zhixia stretched out her hand and licked it like a puppy. Suddenly, a feeling of numbness came from her palm, like an electric current. Suddenly, it made Lu Tingyun feel a little uncomfortable …

She then coughed lightly to cover her embarrassment. In the next second, Lee Zhixia suddenly broke free from Lu Tingyun's grasp. Her red lips bit Lu Tingyun's smooth chin, moving all the way and stroking his lips.

He groaned and somehow didn't want to push her away. For the first time in his life, Lu Tingyun directly ignored what she just vomited as his hand lightly pressed against the back of her head, slowly deepening this kiss...

Lee Zhixia was already drunk. Now that he kissed her, she was out of breath and her breathing was a bit hurried. Her eyebrows were knitted tightly, as if she was feeling a bit uncomfortable, and she reflexively pushed Lu Tingyun.

Lu Tingyun continued to forcefully trap her and continued to deepen the kiss.

It was only until the car stopped steadily at Dust Garden did he let go of her. He originally wanted to push open the car door and get off, but who knew that Lee Zhixia was already drunk to the point of being unconscious, just like a koala.

Helpless, he could only carry her and push open the door to the car.

Her delicate body was tightly wrapped around his, continuously challenging his bottom line.

Lu Tingyun's sword-like eyebrows twitched and his breathing also became rapid. He kept taking deep breaths and barely managed to maintain his composure. He carried Lee Zhixia and walked inside with large strides.

Aunt Lan, who was standing by the door, suddenly saw this sight. The corner of her eyes twitched slightly, and she immediately walked forward and spoke in an indifferent tone.

"Sir, madam is …"

"Aunt Lan, can I trouble you to go to the kitchen and make a bowl of hangover soup? She's drunk."

Lu Tingyun stood up straight and smiled at Aunt Lan, allowing Lee Zhixia to keep moving his shoulders.

Aunt Lan understood immediately. She nodded lightly and acknowledged, then turned around and walked into the kitchen.

After Aunt Lan left, Lu Tingyun quickly carried Lee Zhixia to the edge of the sofa and forcefully put her down. At this moment, the red dress she was wearing was slightly open, revealing a milky white semicircle underneath. Her hair was scattered and a little messy.

Lu Tingyun's Adam's apple rolled like a conditioned reflex, and he felt his mouth go dry. He subconsciously turned around to get the cup of water on the tea table.

"Lu Tingyun!" You bastard! "Why are you using me!"

Lee Zhixia's words suddenly came into Lu Tingyun's ears the moment his hand touched the water cup. He frowned and froze on the spot, then slowly turned around.

Ye Zichen looked at her red face and suddenly had a thought.

Turning her head around, she couldn't help but rub her small face that had wrinkled into a bun with her big hand. Lee Zhixia licked her lips and took the opportunity to hold Lu Tingyun's big hand as if she was looking for someone to rely on, rubbing it with her face.

When Aunt Lan walked out of the kitchen with the soup, she saw the scene and a faint smile appeared on her lips. She immediately walked up and placed the soup on the table and whispered to Lu Tingyun, "Sir, the soup is here."

Lu Tingyun nodded and hummed. He scooped up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful before placing it next to Lee Zhixia's mouth. Lee Zhixia licked it and frowned. She probably felt that the smell was unpleasant and turned her face away.

Looking at her tender and beautiful lips, an evil smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He turned his head around and picked up the sobering soup on the table with his big hand. He raised his head and took a sip, then bent over and fed the soup to Lee Zhixia's red lips.

"Wuu …"

Lee Zhixia whimpered and continued to lick Lu Tingyun's lips. The surrounding air became hotter and hotter.

Upon seeing this, Aunt Lan tactfully returned to the kitchen.

On the sofa, the two of them kissed more and more inseparably. Lu Tingyun's Adam's apple kept rolling as his big hand tightly gripped the back of Lee Zhixia's head, forcing the two of them to stick close to each other. Lee Zhixia also raised her head continuously, even starting to fiddle with Lu Tingyun's clothes.

A sharp glint flashed across Lu Tingyun's eyes. Seeing that the door was wide open, he quickly stopped her and picked her up before turning around and walking upstairs.

In the room, Lu Tingyun quickly put her on the bed as soon as they went in. Lee Zhixia's alcoholic power was so strong that her entire body was blurry. She only felt her body heat up as her hands kept rubbing against Lu Tingyun's neck.

Amidst his confusion, Lu Tingyun stared at the flushed face of Lee Zhixia who was breathing rapidly. He suddenly bit her earlobe and said in a deep voice, "Who am I …"

He didn't forget that the person she was calling out to was Yan Yaoyang …

Lee Zhixia moaned and turned her head around. Lu Tingyun frowned. His eyes suddenly filled with anger. His big hands tightly gripped her chin, forcing her to open her eyes and meet his gaze.

"Xia, tell me, who am I …"