kle. You were making things difficult for her just the other day, now you suddenly like her Did you eat something wrong or has someone put a curse on you”Li Rui pinched the cigarette butt and slowly e...Joe was drinking and already half-drunk.

Lu Ze took her to the parking lot, opened the passenger door with one hand, and motioned for her to get in.

Joe refused...

She was drunk, but she didn't die from it.

She leaned against the car door, her head tilted up slightly, her red lips parted in a whisper that was incredibly sexy: "Lu Ze, I don't want to go home with you! We're getting divorced!"

Lu Ze looked down at her from above, his dark eyes never leaving hers as he watched her intoxicated beauty.

He had never seen Joe look like this.

A champagne-colored silk blouse paired with a mermaid skirt, although seemingly dignified attire, exudes feminine charm at this moment.

Every curve on her body is a temptation for men to touch and possess.

"Look at you now, where is there any semblance of a proper lady"

Qiao looked up at him.

Her eyes, it seemed, had cleared a little, but then plunged into confusion once more.

Lu Ze gave up trying to reason with her and shoved her directly into the car, a hint of roughness in his actions.

Qiao Xun got out of the car, her body leaning against the backrest, muttering things she knew Lu Ze didn't like.

Lu Ze was quite angry.

He directly locked the inside lock, just about to buckle Qiao Xun's seatbelt, but his peripheral vision caught the car opposite... and the person sitting in it.

Happy Holidays, Jie Tang.

Two cars with their headlights on, two men sitting inside, sizing each other up.

He Jiatang's eyes, like ink-stained night.

Lu Ze is also.

After a long while, Lu Ze moved aside to help Qiao Xun buckle his seatbelt. Qiao Xun was half-drunk and half-awake, moving uncomfortably, still mumbling, "I'm not going back with you."

Lu Ze lightly touched her delicate cheek, his voice husky: "If you're not going back with me, who are you going back with"

Once he had spoken, he paid no attention to what she might say next.

He sat up straight, looking at He Jiatang across from him with a stoic expression.

Then,

Under his gaze, he took Qiao Xun away.

Two luxury cars passed each other. He Jiatang tightened his grip on the steering wheel slightly... While Lu Ze just let out a very cold sneer.

......

As the lanterns dimmed, night deepened.

Lu Ze's car slowly drove into the villa. The maid heard the movement and immediately came over to open the door for him, asking very gently, "Sir, would you like to prepare some supper"

After finishing her sentence, she paused for a moment: “Madam is back!”

Lu Ze unbuckled his seatbelt and said softly, "Brew a pot of sobering tea and send it upstairs. Madam is drunk!"

The servant nodded hurriedly and went to take care of it.

Lu Ze shifted his body, looking at his wife in the passenger seat.

Qiao Xun fell asleep in the car, her slender throat tightening slightly, causing the soft body below to tremble faintly in the air... Just looking at it was unbearable.

Lu Ze is not a saint.

He hasn't passed in a long time.

He leaned in, his hand reaching out to grasp hers. He toyed with it lightly, his dark eyes fixed intently on her face, watching her expression every moment.

Women have needs too, let alone Qiao Xun who is drunk.

She was treated that way by Lu Ze, she couldn't help but hum softly, unconsciously murmuring his name over and over again: "Lu Ze... Lu Ze..."

A cracking sound.

Lu Ze unbuckled her safety belt.

He got out of the car, scooped Qiao Xun up in his arms, and walked straight toward the mansion.

Qiao Xun had drunk too much, her head throbbing. She instinctively snuggled closer to Lu Ze's neck, sighing contentedly against his Adam's apple, "Lu Ze, slower... slower..."

He's talking about walking, but he makes it sound so cool.

Lu Ze couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her. He kissed her as they walked, their lips and teeth filled with the taste of wine and passion, on the verge of exploding.

Master bedroom, sparkling with crystal chandelier light,

On the floor, their clothes were scattered about in a messy heap. The man's shirt and belt lay beside the woman's skirt and stockings in a shameful tangle that made one blush.

The maid had prepared the hangover soup and was originally going to bring it over.

Through a crack in the door, she caught a glimpse of the luxurious bed and the alluring scene unfolding upon it. She hurriedly retreated...that, how did you learn these skills of a housewife"Joe paused his chopsticks, staring in astonishment.It turns out, Lu Ze didn't know until now that she was completely innocent on their wedding day....