Chapter 51 Have you gone too far?

Chapter 51 Have you gone too far?

"It's my fault. Can you forgive me?" Wen Baijing held her hand, his words full of guilt.

After returning from the hospital, Ye Zhenzhen dragged her weak body back to the flat. She covered her bruised hand and felt dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning and she couldn't muster up any energy at all.

She stumbled into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Hot water immediately gushed out, and the mist in the air gradually rose. Her shadowy figure was reflected on the frosted glass door.

The pouring hot water quickly soaked her body. Under the steaming mist, her body became weaker and weaker. She staggered as if she would fall down at any time. Her soul also became lighter and more erratic.

Her mind was in a mess and her vision was black. She held on to the wall and tried to keep herself awake.

"Zhenzhen..."

Wen Baijing opened the door and walked in, hugged her tightly in his arms, and whispered in her ear: "I'll help you..."

The warm water vapor also moistened his voice, and his deep voice echoed in his ears, warm and slightly tempting.

Ye Zhenzhen hooked her arm around Wen Baijing's neck, like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood, floating in the boundless sea, rising and falling with the waves. She was confused about when she would be able to reach the shore, but she also enjoyed the poetic feeling of floating.

"Go get some sleep! Be good..."

Lying in Wen Baijing's arms, she clung to him lazily like a vine. At this moment, she just wanted to stick to him, not thinking about tomorrow or worrying about the future.

"Then will you stay with me, okay?" She stroked Wen Baijing's Adam's apple, her breath as soft as a gossamer, and spoke coquettishly in a soft voice.

Wen Baijing lowered his head and kissed her forehead, gently stroked her thin back, and responded gently: "Well, I'll accompany you..."

Listening to the familiar heartbeat and smelling the faint scent of pine and cypress, Ye Zhenzhen fell into a deep sleep.

The phone kept ringing. He slowly moved Ye Zhenzhen's arm away, got up quietly and walked out of the master bedroom.

He answered the phone in a low voice and moved his numb arm.

Outside the window, it was already dusk, and the afterglow spread across the lake. Reeds swayed in the wind, catkins floated in the sky above Phoenix Lake, and the leaves of the sycamore trees turned into dancing butterflies, and the autumn atmosphere became increasingly strong.

Doorbell rang.

Lu Yu was dressed casually, sweating profusely, and standing at the door with two boxes of oranges in his arms. When he saw Wen Baijing open the door, he walked straight into the house.

"It's so hot!" Lu Yu raised his chin, breathing heavily, walked to the dining room skillfully, and placed the oranges on the long dining table.

He clapped his hands and said, "I'm going to wash my face."

After saying that, he went straight to the bathroom.

"Eh..." Wen Baijing stepped forward without thinking and blocked Lu Yu's way.

Lu Yu widened his eyes, looking suspicious, "I'm not going to your bedroom, can't I use the bathroom outside?"

Wen Baijing pretended to be calm, raised his hand to touch the bridge of his nose, and cleared his throat, "It works."

Although the action seemed subtle, Lu Yu still noticed something strange.

"No! Is there anyone home?" Lu Yu leaned over to look in the direction of the bedroom. He stepped back a few steps, looked at Wen Baijing tactfully, and smiled slyly, "Is there anyone?"

Wen Baijing put his hands in his pockets, smiled noncommittally, and said calmly: "Aren't you going to wash your face? If not, leave quickly."

Lu Yu looked back and forth at Wen Baijing, trying to find any flaws.

"Go wash your face first. Why are you so weak? Two baskets of oranges have made you so out of breath!"

"Do you have a conscience? I'm giving you oranges!"

Lu Yu walked to the bathroom and scooped up a handful of water and poured it on his face.

He seemed to have thought of something, with tears on his face, he looked up and asked, "Who's there?"

Wen Baijing leaned against the door frame, smiling faintly.

"Why do you miss me so much? You didn't even go out to play during the holidays. You only saw me for one day, but you can't wait to come here today!"

"You think I want to come! My dad has been nagging me to bring you oranges since yesterday, and I haven't had time to rest yet!"

Lu Yu's father, Lu Changbo, and Wen Baijing's father were childhood friends and good friends. The friendship between the fathers was passed on to the children, which is more like a kind of inheritance of friendship.

The two young people took over the baton of friendship passed down from their fathers since they were young.

Mentioning Lu Changbo, one inevitably thinks of his father, and Wen Baijing shook his head silently.

Facing the concern of his father, Wen Baijing felt warm in his heart, and deliberately said in a sarcastic tone: "Thanks to Uncle Lu, he always thinks of me when there are good things."

Lu Yu heard the hidden meaning and looked at him in disbelief, saying, "Isn't it enough that I sell myself to you as a slave? Do you want me to pledge my love to you?"

As he said this, he had a naughty smile on his face.

Wen Baijing shuddered and small pimples appeared all over his body. He was indeed no match for Lu Yu in a verbal battle.

He had no choice but to gesture to Lu Yu to stop, and at the same time, he expressed his concern for his elder, "Is Uncle Lu in good health?"

Lu Yu smiled and replied: "He shouldn't be in good health..."

The two of them walked towards the living room while talking. Lu Yu went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, and reached out to pick up a bottle of cocktail.

"You'd better not drink. How are you going to drive later?" Wen Baijing reminded with a frown.

"Isn't your second bedroom reserved for me?" Lu Yu asked in surprise.

"I'm not going to take you in today." Wen Baijing glanced at him, his tone unusually calm.

Hearing this, Lu Yu was stunned for a moment, then he put down his beer helplessly, took out a can of Coke, jumped onto the sofa, and leaned lazily.

His head was half propped up on his elbows, his keen gossip radar turned on.

Wen Baijing sat down beside him, raised his legs and put them on the long table, and yawned listlessly.

"Who is in the bedroom?" Lu Yu leaned close to Wen Baijing's ear and blinked his eyes inquiringly.

Wen Baijing raised his hand to push him away, and said helplessly: "Why didn't you become a paparazzi in the first place?"

"You don't want to tell me! I'll go and see it myself!" Lu Yu threatened, pretending to stand up.

Wen Baijing looked at him with disdain. This guy's gossiping spirit was admirable, but his character of getting to the bottom of things was a headache.

"Why are you here just now? Did you drink too much last night?" Wen Baijing deliberately changed the subject, trying to divert Lu Yu's attention.

Lu Yu took a gulp of the drink, half collapsed on the sofa, and complained helplessly:

"I went home and helped pick oranges. I was so tired that I wanted to cry! Today I didn't have to pick oranges. I stayed in the orange orchard waiting for customers to pick oranges and followed them to collect their money. I thought I could have a good rest during the holiday!"

Wen Baijing couldn't help but tighten his lips and looked at him sympathetically, saying teasingly: "I see you are in good spirits, you are not tired at all!"

Lu Yu rolled his eyes at him, "Do you have a conscience? I work like a beast of burden for you at work, and continue to do hard labor when I get home. Smell my sweat..." After saying that, he pulled up his collar and moved closer to Wen Baijing.

The unpleasant smell of sweat creeps into my nose.

Wen Baijing turned his head, covered his mouth and nose, and said gloatingly: "Labor is the most glorious!"

"Do you still have any compassion?" Lu Yu raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but said angrily.

"Speak softly." Wen Baijing looked towards the bedroom unconsciously, frowned, and lowered his voice.

From his words and actions, it was obvious that there was someone else at home. It was obvious that there was a woman in the bedroom.

Lu Yu stretched his neck and looked towards the bedroom, "Is there a beautiful girl hidden in this golden house?"

Wen Baijing swung his toes wantonly. He could fully predict Lu Yu's expression after he knew about it, and he didn't expect to see Lu Yu drop his jaw in shock.

Seeing this, Lu Yu leaned over and whispered mysteriously.

An attitude of not giving up until the goal is achieved.

Wen Baijing grabbed the pillow and stuffed it into Lu Yu's arms, then stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

Lu Yu grabbed Wen Baijing's hand and blinked in grievance, "Say it or not!"

Wen Baijing couldn't help laughing and sat back on the sofa.

"Would you like to stay for dinner tonight?"

Lu Yu's eyes lit up. Wen Baijing's implication was that he should stay, as the secret he wanted to know was about to be revealed.

There’s nothing delicious for dinner, the most important thing is to eat melons and gossip!

Lu Yu nodded vigorously and blurted out excitedly: "Eat!"

In the kitchen, the part-time worker is making soup.

Lu Yu followed the smell, got up and went to the kitchen to check.

"Millet and sea cucumber porridge, fish maw and chicken soup, rock sugar bird's nest... Master Wen, are you so weak?"

A bunch of ingredients that replenish the body are bound to make people think of something wrong.

Lu Yu returned to the sofa, with a meaningful smile on his face, and asked seriously: "Did you go too far?"

Wen Baijing glanced at him with disdain. This guy had a head full of garbage. He acted so elegant in front of others. He really didn't know what those girls in the company were thinking. They chased after Lu Yu every day to show their affection.