As soon as you take your mouth, the alcohol exudes a sweet and sour taste like a strawberry, then a sweet and sour taste like a peach, and finally a sweet aftertaste like an olive, lingering in your throat, leaving you with endless aftertaste.
Combined with the smell of sea salt perfume emanating from Li Jinshu's body, Lu Zeyu's breath was not only the cool sea breeze, but also the fragrance of fruits, which made him murmur unconsciously: "...it's really romantic."
His voice was very low, and Sister Zhao could only hear him grunting, and she couldn't help but say: "Sister Jinshu, be careful if someone drinks too much and goes crazy on you again."
When Lu Zeyu heard this, he felt that the scenery was greatly disturbed, and his heart that had calmed down became restless again.
The next second, he said calmly as if he was narrating a family story: "Sister Zhao, I like to recall the past when I drink too much.
I remember that when your brother was a child, he loved to stop the little girls in the neighborhood and read love letters to them. For a while, he scared them so much that they hid at home and did not dare to come out..."
The reason why I remember it so clearly is because Lu Weiwei had experienced it before and went home to complain.
"Pfft!" When the female neighbors heard this, they burst into laughter.
Lu Zeyu glanced at their faces, a smile appeared on his handsome face, and he said narrowly: "It seems that I am not the only one who remembers this."
Sister Zhao was so laughed at by them that she almost had no place to rest her face. She could only pour herself a glass of red wine and said, "Lu Zeyu, I want to toast you, let's stop here!"
"Of course." Lu Zeyu raised his glass to her, but did not clink the glasses. He was polite and distant.
"This person is really too much." Sister Zhao didn't dare to touch Lu Zeyu's bad luck again, so she could only secretly complain to the people around her: "I usually haven't offended him, right? Today I actually exposed my brother's shortcomings in front of him!"
After Xiao Ji's wife took a sip of wine, she whispered to her: "Sister Zhao, you are still here. Can't you still see that Zeyu is very jealous?"
Sister Zhao muttered: "You mean, Lu Zeyu didn't target my brother intentionally, but he was jealous because I introduced someone to Sister Jinshu?"
"Yeah."
"Aren't they brother and sister?"
Xiaoji's wife smiled and shook her head: "They are not related by blood."
Sister Zhao didn't believe in evil: "But you also saw Lu Zeyu's attitude just now. He yelled at Jinshu girl in front of us. It doesn't look like he likes her."
Xiaoji's wife shrugged and said, "I don't know about that, but Zeyu's meaning just now was very clear, Jinshu belongs to the Lu family, in other words, it belongs to him!
To use an inappropriate analogy, even if you introduce someone like Mr. Li, he will still look down upon you, so don’t worry about Jinshu, ah."
Sister Zhao finally figured out that Lu Zeyu was very jealous when he joined forces, instead of deliberately targeting her brother!
at the same time--
Li Jinshu was concerned and said: "You just had a drink with Sister Zhao, so you should wait and drink again. After all, the alcohol is on your mind."
Lu Zeyu paused slightly as he reached for the wine bottle, then turned his head and asked, "Is it sister Wanwan who asked you to take care of me this time?"
Li Jinshu said subconsciously: "No, it's me."
Lu Zeyu tapped his fingertips on the wine bottle while asking: "What are you?"
"I...want you to drink less." After Li Jinshu finished speaking, he turned his head, instinctively afraid of hearing his rejection.
However, Lu Zeyu let go of the wine bottle, leaned his back on the sofa again, and said, "Wouldn't it be enough if I said this earlier?"
Li Jinshu, who felt the dent in the backrest of the sofa, turned around and asked with some surprise: "Can you listen?"
Lu Zeyu seemed to promise, but also said perfunctorily: "I wouldn't do it before, but I will listen in the future."