Today Should Be Preferred

Lu Yaoyao, who was next to him, drank too much, holding Shu Tinglan without leaving, crying and talking.

: "I'm sorry, Lu Yaoyao, I have never done anything wrong, so I am sorry for you."

"I don't want to, but Teacher Cheng is terrible..."

"My teacher is much better now..."

Seeing Zhuo Yuan frowned, Lu Kuo pulled Lu Yaoyao up.

: "Shut up, you, drunk."

As he walked, he pulled Lu Yaoyao in disgust, and then thought that she was also a female celebrity now. If the reporter didn't catch it well, he would take off her coat and cover Lu Yaoyao's forehead and drag her out.

"I am responsible for her, you are responsible for listening to Lanha." Lu Kuo also didn't expect Shu Tinglan to drink too much, and had a headache.

"Yeah." Zhuo Yuan sat next to Shu Tinglan, watching her quietly lay her head on the table and watch him with her eyes open. Her eyes were extremely bright and her face flushed.

Zhuo Yuan reached out and pinched the strand of hair that fell on her cheek behind her ears. She didn't resist, and smiled at him, incredibly well-behaved. Zhuo Yuan's heart was about to melt. He hadn't seen her like this for many years, and he had no defense against him.

So she stayed with her at the messy dining table, and didn't even let the waiter come in to clean up, until after a while, she fell asleep on the table and closed her eyes.

He then lightly carried him on his back and walked to the garage to take her home.

The wine was indeed very good, and he was very well-behaved when he was drunk, lying quietly on his shoulders, letting him take her home without crying or making trouble. When she put her on her bed, Zhuo Yuan could not hold back and kissed her secretly. At that time, she didn't want to go any further. One was that she was drunk and didn't want to take advantage of others. The other was that night, what she saw in her eyes. Self-deprecation made him feel bad, and that night she said that she was a terrible person, and he was not willing to despise herself that way.

But he didn't expect that when he secretly kissed her, he thought she was still asleep, but she suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes looking at him foggy, soft light.

Knowing that she was drunk unconsciously, but his heart still beating like a drum. Fortunately, there is still reason, and the relationship between the two is indeed not appropriate.

Just as he was holding his hands and was about to get up and leave, Tinglan's hands were suddenly raised and wrapped around his neck, forcing him to fall towards her.

She took the initiative to get in.

Zhuo Yuan cursed an **** in his heart, no matter how gentleman it is, it is hard to hold back. Especially when he avoided, she immediately looked at him with tears, like a child who hadn't gotten a candy.

"You... are drunk." His voice was so dry that he found it difficult to say these four words. The body was stiffer than ever, and the whole heart was about to fly out.

But this person got entangled again, and the whole person had to hang on his body.

Even if it was despicable, he couldn't bear it anymore, his body was about to endure the explosion, and he pressed down against the guest and attacked the city.

Both of them have not done it for more than three years, and cannot describe the thirst and hope in their hearts in words. Only if they keep leaning against each other fiercely and burning each other to ashes can they be slightly relieved.

It's too familiar. Even though Shu Tinglan is drunk and groggy, all his actions have memories.

I don’t know how long it took, she was finally quiet and stopped making trouble. She fell asleep holding her quilt in a ball. Zhuo Yuan was also a little tired, so she hugged her to sleep from behind, like a drug addict, letting go, knowing She won't wake up when she is drunk, so she can hold her with ease.

He left in the early morning. Before leaving, he cleaned up the battlefield last night, flattened the sheets that were so wrinkled, and then cleaned up the garbage on the ground, and carefully dressed her and restored it to the original state. It was not that he could not face. Yes, but knowing she can't face it. I don't want to give her any sense of oppression, anyway, she will be his own.

Shu Tinglan woke up in the pain of her whole body. When she woke up, her brain was blank for a moment, and then several pictures gradually flashed. She drank with Lu Yaoyao, and while drinking, there were some fragments, like Zhuo. Yu An sent her home.

Zhuo Yuan?

She sat up in surprise, opened the quilt and looked at herself. When she saw that she was dressed neatly, she was greatly relieved, so she had a spring...dream all night? And the subject is Zhuo Yuan?

But that dream was a bit too real. She hurriedly got up and went to the bathroom to look in the mirror. She looked up at her thin white neck. There were no kiss marks. Then she pulled off the buttons of her coat and looked in. There was no trace of smoothness. She was really loose. Tone. Because with Zhuo Yuan's "violence", every time she used to leave traces on her body to be satisfied.

How did she know that it took Zhuo Yu'an how much effort it took to control herself and not leave a trace on her body last night. Her skin is white and thin, as long as he exerts a little force, there will be bruises.

I loved and protected her last night, and then carefully avoided.

Shu Tinglan's face flushed for a while, just because last night's dream was too real, and there were so many details that made people blushing and heartbeat, does she really lack men so much, and even her dreams are so real?

The phone alarm rang, she interrupted all her reveries, and hurried to pack her luggage and head to the airport.

When I went out with my suitcase, I subconsciously glanced at the door of the neighbor next door, and suddenly a picture flashed in my mind, it was Zhuo Yuhan. Hold her voice, and whispered in her ear with a smile

"Baby, keep your voice down, you'll noisy the neighbor next door."

Then her broken voice whimpered from his lips.

Thinking of the scene, she was struck by lightning, and her steps seemed to be heavy, like a dream but not a dream, but she must not go to Zhuo Yuan for verification. She was a little bit reluctant to press the elevator downstairs.

In fact, her neighbors have always settled abroad, and they return home very occasionally. No matter how big the noise is, they will not disturb the neighbors. Besides, the soundproofing of her house is good.

With my brain full of wild thoughts, he went downstairs with his suitcase, and he saw Zhuo Yuan’s car parked at the door of the unit. He sat in the car and opened the window.

: "I will take you to the airport."

Thinking of last night's dream, Shu Tinglan felt guilty and did not refuse. She put her luggage on the car and took the initiative to sit in his passenger seat this time. In fact, I want to find clues, whether it is a dream or reality.

Zhuo Yuan suddenly leaned over, she was taken aback, and evaded back.

Zhuo Yuan smiled: "Fasten your seat belt."

"Okay." She took the seat belt from him and fastened it.

He stepped on the gas and drove on the road.

Shu Tinglan looked at the familiar street scene outside the window, holding the seat belt tightly, thinking how to speak

: "Well, how did I come back last night?"

"You are drunk, I will send you back."

"Oh. I... didn't do anything to you?" She still asked, after all, she took the initiative in the dream.

Zhuo Yuan glanced at her, deliberately making her nervous and did not answer.

Shu Tinglan's heart was lifted instantly, and a sense of shame struck.

At this time, Zhuo Yuan asked slowly

"What do you want to do to me?"

Enough irritating, ambiguous answer, not answering the question head-on.

Shu Tinglan was silent, and didn't want to talk to him again.

When passing the high-speed toll gate, there are a few cars in front of him. When queuing, he said

: "Ting Lan, think about it after you go back, I know you still have feelings for me."