1790 A Drunk Mind Speaks a Sober Heart Part Thirty-Five
“Yan Rusheng, why are you here? I want to sing with Xuxu.” Zhou Shuang tried to pry Xuxu away from Yan Rusheng.
Yan Rusheng prevented her from doing so and smiled. “Carry on singing. We will be your audience.”
“I will sing.” Zhou Shuang pouted and she began. “Twinkle twinkle little star...”
“Our Jiaojiao loves little red hat.” Zhou Shuang chuckled sheepishly to herself and imdiately changed the tune. “I’m walking...”
After starting a family, most won’s lives revolve around their husbands and children.
Clearly, Zhou Shuang was one of them.
Xuxu was nestled comfortably in Yan Rusheng’s arms as she listened to Zhou Shuang singing. She felt sorrowful instead of being cheered up.
“Stop this. We’re going ho.”
Suddenly, a towering figure appeared in front of Zhou Shuang. He held her hand and spoke tenderly to her.
Although, he wasn’t as natural or as comfortable as Yan Rusheng.
“I don’t want to go ho with you. I want to see Yanyan. Did Yanyan finish her milk?” Zhou Shuang flung the man’s hand away as she stumbled down the steps.
“Yeah, we’re going ho.” Young Master Lu quickly gripped Zhou Shuang’s hand again with a frown.
It was exactly the sa situation. But why was his treatnt so different from Yan Rusheng?
Perplexed and frustrated, he glanced at Yan Rusheng.
Young Master Yan stood with his chin held high, with a smug smile.
He bent and landed a kiss on Xuxu’s forehead. He spoke in a manner that almost made Young Master Lu puke. “Darling, let’s go ho and get busy.”
He put his arms under Xuxu and scooped her up effortlessly.
Before he left, he cast a contemptuous glance at Lu Yinan.
As though he was trying to say: Don’t be jealous of my happiness. You can’t be .
Lu Yinan was speechless...
It drove him mad with anger. He bent to look at Zhou Shuang. He hesitated for a mont before bending to carry her.
He almost lost his footing when he carried her. He glanced at the drunk woman and swore under his breath. “F*ck! You looked so skinny.”
Dear Young Master Lu, training is needed for you to carry a woman.
Young Master Yan has been training for years.
...
Zhou Shuang’s sleepily eyelids fluttered and her whole world seed to spin.
The curtains were drawn tightly that barely any sunlight stread in from the narrow gap.
She stretched her hand to turn on the light.
Was this... Lu Yinan’s apartnt in the hospital?
When Lu Yinan had to perform surgeries, he wouldn’t go ho for days. She brought Yanyan to visit him before.
But why was she here?
Zhou Shuang slumped on the bed as she tried to recall the previous night. She only rembered that Xuxu drank with her. And they had chided Lu Yinan.
She couldn’t rember anything afterward.
“You’re awake.”
Zhou Shuang was still feeling puzzled when the door swung open. A familiar man’s voice sounded.
Zhou Shuang glanced at Lu Yinan who was wearing bathrobes. He strolled towards her.
Only then did she rember to check herself.
When she peered down, she was stunned.
She wasn’t wearing the clothes she wore yesterday. The white shirt she wore obviously belonged to Lu Yinan.
She lifted the blanket.
F*ck. She wasn’t wearing anything below.
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