CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

C265 Drunk



C265 Drunk

0The kidnapping at Liangshan Park had affected Han Zhiyu a little. The dispute with Lu Yiran that day had also made her feel annoyed. Naturally, she would not give him a good look.     0

    

Lu Yiran had always felt sorry for Han Zhiyu. Naturally, he would not throw his temper on her.    

    

This made the group of employees under his command suffer. They received low pressure every day, and were tortured miserably.    

    

It was almost ten o'clock that night. Lu Yiran did not return home as usual. Just as Han Zhiyu was so sleepy that she was about to go to her bedroom to sleep, she heard the doorbell ring.    

    

She got up and looked at the people outside. When she saw that it was Chen Tian and Lu Yiran, she opened the door.    

    

"Madam. "    

    

Chen Tian supported Lu Yiran and stood outside the door. Lu Yiran was swaying and his eyes were cloudy. If Chen Tian did not support him, he would have fallen to the ground.    

    

"Why are you drinking so much?"    

    

Han Zhiyu asked with a frown when she smelled the alcohol on the other person's body.    

    

"Director Lu has been in a bad mood these two days. Since the project department had nothing to do today, he went to the bar to drink two glasses. "    

    

. . .    

    

After Chen Tian left, Han Zhiyu helped Lu Yiran into the room. Most of his weight was on her, and it almost made her breathless.    

    

Fortunately, the road from the first floor to the second floor wasn't too long, but she was still a little exhausted. She put one arm on the wall and gasped for breath.    

    

She pushed open the master bedroom door and gritted her teeth as she walked to the bedside. Just as she was relieved and was about to push Lu Yiran onto the bed, she did not know that she did not stand up and did not push him onto the bed. Instead, she fell backwards.    

    

When her back was pressed on the soft bedding, her chest was also pressed down by Lu Yiran who fell down. Fortunately, only half of his body was there. Otherwise, Han Zhiyu felt that she would really have to die here.    

    

"Lu Yiran. "    

    

Han Zhiyu pushed his shoulders with both hands, wanting to push the sleeping man to the side.    

    

Half of her body was on the bed, and her legs were still on the edge of the bed. She kicked his legs but could not borrow any strength. In front of Lu Yiran, her height was very small.    

    

After spending half of her Heavenly Energy, Han Zhiyu did not push Lu Yiran away, but instead became even more tired. Lying on the bed, she gasped for breath.    

    

Looking at the man whose head was buried in her shoulder's nest, the scent of alcohol that she exhaled by her ear was extremely ticklish.    

    

"Lu Yiran. "    

    

Han Zhiyu could not push him away. She could only try to wake Lu Yiran up.    

    

As she called him, she tried to break free from under him. She patted Lu Yiran's shoulder with one hand and put her other hand on the edge of the bed. She tried her best to move her body to the side.    

    

He was really too heavy. Half of the pressure on her body, even after using up half of her Heavenly Energy, it only served to slow her down, and did not completely break free from his body.    

    

There was really no other way, Han Zhiyu could only reach out and hug Lu Yiran's head that was buried in her neck. Compared to her body, this was much easier.    

    

Holding Lu Yiran's face, Han Zhiyu's arms could only limit the distance between her and him by one punch.    

    

Looking at the drunk man with his eyes closed, she tried to rub his face and shouted, "Lu Yiran. . . "    

    

There was no reaction.    

    

"Lu Yiran. . . "    

    

Still no response.    

    

"Hubby. . . "    

    

When the man who had been silent all this while heard the word hubby, his closed eyes slowly opened.    

    

Seeing that Lu Yiran had finally reacted, Han Zhiyu's expression froze before she had time to rejoice. Because the man who had some consciousness suddenly pulled in the distance between the two of them, his thin lips that reeked of alcohol directly grabbed her slightly open lips.    

    

"Oh. "    

    

Taking advantage of her slightly open lips, like a thirsty person finding a water source to quench her thirst, Lu Yiran brazenly swept through the inner wall of her mouth.    

    

Han Zhiyu thought that he was really drunk, but did not expect this result.    

    

Was it that person who said that a man would not do anything to a woman when he was drunk? It was simply bullshit!    

    

When the man who was pressing down on her kissed her, it was clearly as if he had suddenly woken up. He had a savage aura about him. The kiss made the tip of her tongue hurt. The taste of the wine in her mouth seemed to have a little aftereffect, causing her, who had not drunk any alcohol, to feel a little dizzy.    

    

She shook her head, wanting to get rid of Lu Yiran's fierce kiss, but the man's large hand suddenly pierced through her black hair and fixed it on her head, making her unable to resist his kiss.    

    

The kiss became deeper and deeper, as if it wanted to swallow her whole.    

    

Originally, most of the weight on his body had already made it difficult for her to breathe when her lips were suddenly seized. As his kiss deepened, Han Zhiyu's cheeks turned red due to the lack of breath. The resistance in her mouth was swallowed by his fierce kiss. Soon, her mouth was filled with his breath. It was so thick that it made her body soft and powerless.    

    

. . .    

    

Han Zhiyu returned to her room in a mess of clothes. Her legs went soft and she fell onto the sofa. Her heart seemed to have jumped out of her throat.    

    

Although the two of them had long had a physical relationship, this was the first time Lu Yiran, who was drunk, had seen it. It was so fierce that it was unfamiliar to her.    

    

Just now, his strong sense of touch was still clear. In her eyes, Han Zhiyu bit hard on her lips and her hands trembled as she unbutton the buttons on her jeans.    

    

Her hands trembled violently in an instant. She pulled over the pillow by the side and buried her face in it. She did not know what she was angry about.    

    

After a few minutes, Han Zhiyu got up and walked into the bathroom.    

    

Since she could not put it on, she took off all of them. After taking a shower, she went to bed.    

    

She pulled the blanket over herself and wrapped herself in it. Then, she buried her face into the pillow that emitted Jasmine's fragrance.    

    

He had just finished brushing his teeth and taking a shower. Whether it was in his mouth or body, there was no smell of alcohol left behind by Lu Yiran.    

    

The air was filled with the faint fragrance of jasmine flowers, which could make people relax and sleep peacefully.    

    

It was already past eleven o'clock. Han Zhiyu was lying under the blanket but could not sleep no matter what. She tossed and turned, and the more unwilling she was to think, the more she could not help but think.    

    

When she was taking a shower in the bathroom, she saw the dirt on her clothes. It was because Lu Yiran had kissed her more and more and had taken off her pants. He did not care about her long fingers. She began to struggle violently and frantically pat his back. Then, Lu Yiran suddenly threw up.    

    

Half of her body moved away and she threw up on the bedside. It stained her body and splashed on her body.    

    

She took the opportunity to push him away and returned to her room.    

    

"Director Lu has been in a bad mood these two days. It just so happens that the project department went to the bar to drink a few glasses today. "    

    

Chen Tian's words rang in his ears without any warning, repeating over and over again.    

    

Han Zhiyu suddenly opened her eyes in the darkness, lifted the blanket, and got up.    

    

She deliberately changed her pajamas and wrapped herself up tightly. She stood outside Lu Yiran's room and kept taking deep breaths.    

    

Chen Tian had heard that Lu Yiran could drink very well. He had never been drunk in any social occasion. He was always the sober and rational one. There were also some women who continued to drink with Lu Yiran. They tried to get Lu Yiran drunk, so they could have sex after drinking, but they had never gotten what they wanted.    

    

This time. . .    

    

Chen Tian's words were not completely exposed, but she heard it in her heart. The reason why he was drunk was because of her attitude towards him. That was why he was in a bad mood and used alcohol to relieve his worries.    

    

If he was really drunk, she would let him vomit all over her body and not care about him. She would always feel uneasy about her conscience.    

    

In the end, Han Zhiyu mustered her courage and stepped into Lu Yiran's room again. She turned on the light.    

    

The room was bright. When she looked at the bedside, she saw Lu Yiran lying on the ground on the bed.    

    


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