The moonlight broke into the clouds and fell into the car window.

As the car moves, the moonlights and street lights are neon, and the light and shadows ripples gently in the car, giving it a sense of dissolution and confusion.

Lu Shi slightly turned his head and looked at the person beside him. The two sat in the back row, one person far apart.

He leaned against the back of the chair, and he was rarely sitting. His body was crooked, his long legs were bent, his shirt was pressed against his abdomen, but there was no trace of fat. The collar was loose and it was soft and lost. When he closed his eyes, he looked closer than usual.

There is only the shallow scar on the eyebrow bone, which is sharp and sharp.

Lu Shiwei signaled to the driver, "Drive slowly."

Xie Yu didn't even speak along the way, probably really fell asleep.

On the way, Lu Shiwei received a call from her younger brother, just asking her when she would come back and whether she would pick her up.

When Lu Shiyuan was about to hang up the phone, he was stopped and said, "Ask you something."

"you say."

"You and Xiaoyu..." Lu Shiwei said his name, his voice was extremely low, as if he was afraid of being heard, "How did you make up?"

Lu Shiyuan frowned, "Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

"Just curious."

"drink wine."

“…”

It’s useless to ask, someone is drunk, and he can’t take him to drink and have a heart-to-heart talk.

**

It was an hour and a half later when the car drove into the courtyard.

Xie Yu didn't say anything all the way, as if he was really asleep, until Lu Shiwei was about to pay the driver, probably because the conversation between the two woke him up, and then he opened his eyes.

He was stained with alcohol and his vision was hazy. He frowned and pushed the door and got out of the car.

He staggered two steps and held the street lights, looking extremely uncomfortable.

"Do you want help?" asked the delegate driver.

"No, we're all home, thank you."

The delegate driver left, and Lu Shiwei walked to Xie Yu.

Street lights fell, dividing his face into two sides of light and dark, one side was dull and the other side was bright.

"Do you still know where your home is?" Lu Shiwei rarely saw her drunk.

"Know."

His already hoarse voice was soaked in wine and even more hoarse and thick. He looked around, determined his position, and walked towards the Xie family.

But his steps were staggering, as if he was about to fall. Lu Shiwei held the bag on his forearm and reached out to hold him.

He hooked his arm across his shoulders and supported him forward.

Xie Yu's steps were sloppy, and because he was too heavy, Lu Shiwei couldn't hold on to him at all, so he was hooked by him and fell.

During the collision, the two people's skin was rubbing against the thin fabric.

Every step is extremely difficult.

Lu Shiwei could clearly feel his burning breath coming from above, eroding her ears little by little, as if he was about to burn her ears to melt them. His muscles were very hard, tight and strong, but with a hot and hot feeling.

Maybe it was too tired to support him, or it was invaded by the heat from his body, Lu Shiwei's breathing became rapid.

When passing by the Lu family's door, Lu Shiwei stretched out his hand and prepared to hook the bag at the bend of his arms on the railing at the door of his house, and then help him go home.

As a result, as soon as she moved, Xie Yu, who was already unable to stand firm, tilted directly along her body.

He was conscious and was afraid that he would press and touch her, so he leaned back and retreated...

But if you lose the center of gravity and retreat, you will definitely fall.

Lu Shiwei frowned, reached out and grabbed his arm, trying to pull him back.

When she pulled and pulled Xie Yu's body back, he was pulled back, but his body was heavy and hitting him head-on. Lu Shiwei retreated repeatedly, and his other hand unconsciously passed through his waist, hugging him tightly to stabilize his body.

In just a few seconds, when he came to his senses, Lu Shiwei had already embraced him in his arms.

Xie Yu was stiff and probably had drunk alcohol and was slow to hold her.

Lu Shiwei's whole face was pressed against his chest. She breathed a little quickly, but his calm and forceful heartbeat came from his ears, one by one, as if it was hitting her eardrums.

At this moment, it seemed that the air was stagnant.

"Are you angry tonight?"

"Um."

Xie Yu is a straight ball player, and he doesn't hide it. He just admits it openly.

"Because I introduced you, are you my brother?"

Xie Yu didn't say anything, his head sank and leaned against Lu Shiwei's neck.

His breathing was very hot, lingering on her neck. Unexpectedly, he did not have any bad smell of wine, but there was a faint sweetness. This was probably the sobering tea that Sister Zhao later found someone and drank half a cup of it.

"slight--"

He called her, and his voice rubbed gently on her neck.

"I'm not angry, I'm just... a little uncomfortable."

Just a few words, dull but a little helpless, just like a hot knife slashing her heart, which could burn people in an instant.

Lu Shiwei never heard him speak in this tone.

He was already in chaos, and he wanted to go to the company today to calm himself down, but he never thought that something like this happened again, just a few words.

Lu Shiwei felt that he had abandoned his armor and was defeated.

Xie Yu felt that the hand that was originally holding his arm was slightly loosened, and even the hand that was holding his waist was a little loosened.

He always thought that Lu Shiwei could explain a few words to himself. Now that he remembered He Can's words, everything must be moderate, know when to advance and retreat, know how to show weakness, but he cannot force people too much...

Just as he was about to straighten his waist.

Lu Shiwei moved his hand, and the hand that was originally holding his arm, went down slightly, passing through his waist.

He hugged him gently.

Xie Yu's breathing sank, and he felt that his heart was beating very fast for no reason.

"I feel more comfortable?"

Lu Shiwei's voice was pressed against his chest. The sound was not loud, but it was enough for him to hear it clearly.

The heartbeat was swelling, and blood was gushing.

"It seems... much better."

"Since I said that I was considering our relationship, I didn't treat you as my younger brother." Lu Shiwei explained.

"I know."

Since he knew, Lu Shiwei let go of his fingers and prepared to retreat.

The next second,

Without warning, her arm was grabbed. He was too strong, and Lu Shiwei could not break free and could not move his whole body.

Xie Yu leaned over and leaned over.

He was still stumbled, unable to grasp the distance at all, and his eyes were wandering around her face.

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Chapter completed!