Not long after, Xiao Yingze came over with two glasses of red wine. Seeing Lu Ziyou lying in front of the computer and looking at it, he pulled the chair next to her behind her and said.
"Sit down and watch your wine."
"Oh, thank you."
Lu Ziyou's eyes never left the computer screen. Seeing this, Xiao Yingze could only put the red wine glass into Lu Ziyou's hand, and then sat down beside him.
Lu Ziyou read it very attentively. Although it was just a story outline and opening chapter, Xiao Yingze's novel seemed to have a kind of magic that could make everyone who read it fall deeply into it, especially Lu Ziyou who was a literature lover.
Just like that, Lu Ziyou watched attentively while Xiao Yingze sat silently aside. The red wine in Lu Ziyou's glass was gone, so he refilled it without disturbing her.
Xiao Yingze thought that Lu Ziyou would be done just reading the beginning, but he didn't expect that after an hour, the woman was still immersed in his novel and didn't say a word. Xiao Yingze didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.
In the end, Xiao Yingze ignored the woman and simply left the living room, returned to the bedroom and took a shower first, preparing to listen to Lu Ziyou's opinion when he came out.
But when Xiao Yingze came out of the shower with wet hair and was ready to radiate his manly charm, he saw Lu Ziyou already lying on the desk, fast asleep.
"Damn it, Lu Ziyou, you are still not a woman anymore."
Seeing Lu Ziyou sleeping in his apartment without any alertness at all, Xiao Yingze woke this woman up and taught her a lesson in self-protection.
But when Xiao Yingze walked to the table and saw the reduced red wine in the decanter, his brows suddenly knitted together.
"Lu Ziyou, although this red wine is delicious, you can't treat it as a drink. Fortunately, it's in my house."
Although Xiao Yingze's mouth was full of complaints, his hands betrayed his heart.
In the meantime, he gently took away the wine glass that was still held by Lu Ziyou, then bent down and patted Lu Ziyou.
"Yuyou, wake up, I'll take you back."
Xiao Yingze's voice was very soft and gentle. When he spoke, he had already picked up Lu Ziyou and was about to take her back upstairs.
But as soon as Xiao Yingze picked up Lu Ziyou, he was slapped on the face by Lu Ziyou, and Lu Ziyou said in a daze.
"Don't bother me, I'm so sleepy."
After saying that, Lu Ziyou nestled her head directly into Xiao Yingze's chest, hooked her hands on Xiao Yingze's neck, and fell asleep again.
Xiao Yingze just put on a bathrobe after taking a shower, but now Lu Ziyou made such a move, and one side of the bathrobe slipped down to his arm.
Lu Ziyou's face was nestled on his chest. With his even breathing, Xiao Yingze could feel the warmth in his heart, and he could vaguely feel the soft touch of Lu Ziyou's red lips.
Lu Ziyou had a warm embrace and slept soundly, but at this moment Xiao Yingze began to suffer, his breathing became rapid, and his originally clear eyes gradually became stained with a faint scarlet color.
At this time, Lu Ziyou was so alive, her lips were slightly open, and she was drunk and her face was flushed. The sleeping Lu Ziyou actually had a softness that was rarely seen in ordinary times. Xiao Yingze looked at her and was somewhat reluctant to leave.
"Lu Ziyou, wake up, go back to sleep."
Xiao Yingze didn't think he was a gentleman. He could control himself at this time only because he cared about this woman in his heart. But if he continued, he couldn't guarantee what would happen.
At this time, Lu Ziyou opened her hazy eyes, and Xiao Yingze's charming and handsome face came into view.
I saw Lu Ziyou smiling drunkenly, suddenly holding Xiao Yingze's cheeks with both hands, and said with a breath of wine.
"Ah, I didn't expect our Xinxin to be so good-looking. How many women will be harmed by you in the future?"
Xiao Yingze's face suddenly stiffened when he heard Lu Ziyou call him by his childhood nickname. He hated Lu Ziyou calling him that, and felt that he would always be a brat who would never grow up in the eyes of this woman.
Xiao Yingze's face darkened, he looked at Lu Ziyou who was drunk and dazed in his arms, and said gloomily.
"Lu Ziyou, do you know..."
Ba...
Suddenly, Xiao Yingze froze.
Just now, when Xiao Yingze started to speak, Lu Ziyou suddenly came close to him, held Xiao Yingze's face in his hands, and kissed him on the cheek.
At this moment, Lu Ziyou didn't realize what she was doing, she was still holding Xiao Yingze's face and talking drunkenly.
"Xinxin, my sister is your only brother. Even if you have a girlfriend in the future, you can't forget your sister! Yu Tianzuo is a big bastard. Fortunately, I share the same uterus with him. Now that he has a wife, he doesn't want me.
Now that I’m a sister, our Xinxin is better.”
While talking, Lu Ziyou fell asleep again.
Xiao Yingze was now full of resentment and didn't know where to vent his resentment. Looking at the woman who became quiet again in his arms, Xiao Yingze sighed and said something.
"Xiao Yingze, are you looking for abuse?"
After saying that, Xiao Yingze carried Lu Ziyou to his bedroom, put her gently on the bed, brushed the hair on Lu Ziyou's cheek, and said in a low voice.
"In the future, I won't let you drink outside."
As he spoke, Xiao Yingze gently stroked Lu Ziyou's face. Looking at the pink and jade-like cheeks, Xiao Yingze couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, his throat rolled. After struggling several times, he finally leaned over and placed a kiss on Lu Ziyou's forehead, and then
Then he closed the door and walked out of the bedroom.
Xiao Yingze is a night owl and likes to create late at night. Looking at the empty apartment and thinking about Lu Ziyou across the wall, inspiration suddenly strikes him. His long and slender fingers are tapping on the keyboard, and segments of virtual science fiction worlds suddenly appear on the screen.
In Haotianju, Xiao Yingxi has finished infusion, and Mas Nian helped her pull out the needle. However, Xiao Yingxi's fever has not completely subsided. It has been hovering around 37.8 degrees, and Mas Nian does not dare to be careless.
, I would come in and take a look from time to time.
Around ten o'clock in the evening, Xiao Zichen and Mo Yurou returned to the villa after attending a business dinner. After entering the villa, they went directly upstairs to Xiao Yingxi's room.
Masnian, who was killing time in the study, heard the sound and came to Xiao Yingxi's bedroom.
"Dad, Mom, you are back. Luoluo is much better now. She still has a low fever."
Without Xiao Zichen and the others opening their mouths, Mas Nian explained Xiao Yingxi's situation. After hearing this, Mo Yurou looked at the pale Xiao Yingxi on the bed with distress, her eyes filled with distress.
"This child has been weak since he was a child. He probably didn't take good care of himself at school. Looking at his arms, he is so thin that he is just skin and bones."
"Mom, don't worry too much. Uncle Fu came here in the evening. By the way, he said he would take Luoluo for a physical examination. Has she not had a physical examination for a long time?"
Masnian looked at Xiao Yingxi on the bed and asked.
Xiao Zichen on the side nodded and said.
"This child has been afraid of being in the hospital since she was a child. She used to listen to you and go for a physical examination. Since you went to the UK, she has had a physical examination in the past three years. I called your Uncle Fu just now.
Didn’t this child have stomach trouble again? Hasn’t he been fine these past few years?”
Xiao Zichen looked at his thin daughter on the bed and felt guilty. The reason why Xiao Yingxi was in such poor health was because of their parents' fault, which left the child with the root of the disease since childhood.
After hearing what Xiao Zichen said, Masnian frowned slightly and his eyes fell on Xiao Yingxi again.
At this time, there may be too many people in the room, and Xiao Yingxi gradually woke up from her deep sleep. The dazzling light made her unable to open her eyes.
"Mommy, what's wrong with me?"
Xiao Yingxi asked weakly as she squinted her eyes and looked at Mo Yurou beside the bed.
"Silly boy, you have stomach trouble again, and you also have a high fever. You just finished the IV drip. Luoluo, does your stomach still hurt?"
Xiao Yingxi touched her belly, shook her head and said.
"There is no pain anymore, I just feel weak all over."
"I haven't eaten for a day, it's strange that I have strength."
A complaining voice came from the end of the bed. Xiao Yingxi lowered her eyes and subconsciously covered her face with the quilt.