Chapter 84 When the Wine is Strong

Chapter 84 When the Wine is Strong

After a moment, he opened the cigarette box, took out the last cigarette and put it between his lips. His hand holding the lighter was shaking slightly.

He pressed the lighter several times but the cigarette never lit up. He threw the lighter on the bar, frowned, leaned back on the sofa, and tilted his head back.

Seeing this, Lu Yu, who was sitting next to him, leaned forward, stretched out his arm to take the lighter on the table, and lit the cigarette for him considerately.

He took a deep breath of the cigarette at his lips, and the burning smoke was as misty as gauze.

Even the mirrored ceiling above was blurry. Those tiny movements, subtle expressions and thoughts were all blurred in the smoke.

Lu Yu pursed his lips and clenched his teeth, as if he had made a great decision, "Bai Jing, I want to tell you something."

Wen Baijing turned his head, took the cigarette from his lips, leaned leisurely on the sofa, and waited for Lu Yu to continue.

Lu Yu's voice was unstable, and his face was full of guilt. "A few days ago, I met Ye Zhenzhen privately and persuaded her to break up with you..."

Wen Baijing was stunned. The cigarette ash that he had not shaken off in time separated from the scarlet cigarette butt and rolled diagonally onto the cold and hard ground, and the cigarette dust splashed up fine dust at his feet.

Seeing that he was silent, Lu Yu nudged him with his elbow and apologized sincerely: "Brother, I'm sorry. I thought you two were not suitable for each other, and I was afraid that your feelings were too deep to separate... The other day I saw Ye Zhenzhen drinking late at night in my circle of friends, and you have been drinking every day recently, and I really couldn't bear it..."

Lu Yu stared at him for a long time, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry, and said apologetically: "If you really can't leave her, go find her! No matter what you do, I support you."

Wen Baijing's stiff body finally showed some reaction. Coming back to his senses, he hurriedly dusted off the cigarette ash.

"It's my fault. I'll drink three cups as punishment!" Lu Yu put his hands together and apologized to him sincerely, "I'll apologize to Ye Zhenzhen tomorrow to make up for my recklessness and impulsiveness, okay?"

Lu Yu picked up the wine jug and anxiously filled it with wine. The liquid overflowed from the edge of the cup, flowed onto the table and flowed towards the mobile phone beside him.

Wen Baijing raised his hand and placed it on Lu Yu's wrist, shook his head, and finally spoke to stop him: "Don't drink so much."

After saying this, he pressed the cigarette butt between his fingers.

In the mirrored ceiling, his face was stern and his tone was very serious, "Next time you do something like this, you'd better ask me first. My love life should be decided by me."

The other two stared at them with wide eyes, confused but not daring to interrupt and ask.

Wen Baijing, who has never liked romance and is devoted to work, never shows his emotions and is used to being calm.

But now he is so serious for a woman and a brother. His reaction is a bit extreme and his words are no longer calm.

"Okay, I promise this won't happen again!" Lu Yu looked at him seriously and raised his hand as if swearing.

"You guys continue, I'm leaving first!" He stood up and walked to the closet in the private room, took out his cashmere coat, casually draped it over his arm, and strode out.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Lu Yu didn't react.

"Mr. Wen..." Seeing this, Xiao Zhu grabbed his phone, rushed to the closet, took off his coat, and hurriedly got up to chase after him.

On the way to the parking lot, a cold wind blew and he couldn't help shivering.

"Go to Tinglan Garden."

In the back seat of the Cayenne, he raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose and leaned his elbow against the car window.

The night scene of Yuncheng passed by the car window quickly. Since I met her, the night scene of Yuncheng has become more lovely.

Already suffering from insomnia, coupled with the online confrontation with netizens, Ye Zhenzhen felt a sense of suffocation in her chest, and she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

She slipped on her slippers and found the red wine that Zhongli had brought a few days ago in the cabinet. She unscrewed the bottle and pulled out the cork with ease, her movements smooth and seamless.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, she gently swung the goblet, and the ruby-colored liquid hung on the wall of the goblet. It is said that drinking red wine before bed can improve beauty and help sleep. She drank several glasses in a row before she could sober up.

The wine really doesn't taste good, and the taste buds of those who love wine probably differ from hers.

It has a slightly sweet taste with a hint of bitterness, filling the mouth and even the breath.

She stood up slowly with the wine glass in her hand, looked around with unsteady steps, and her eyes were inexplicably moist.

From a cramped attic to a village in the city, and then to a foreign-style house. The feelings and sadness are beyond description. I should be happy that the hardships along the way have finally seen the blue-gray before dawn.

The corners of his mouth were tense for some reason.

I tilted my head back and drank the glass of wine in my hand, hoping to get drunk forever and never wake up.

She leaned weakly on the sofa, sadness brewing into a raging storm in her drunken state.

The pain feels like a dentist's spiral electric drill, with a "sizzling" sound that echoes in the mouth and brain, and the pain and noise drill straight into the bone marrow.

The moonlight was very pale and the lights were dim. With the help of the dim floor lamp, he looked up and found that the light in that room was on. Wen Baijing's heart was slightly choked and he walked quickly towards the elevator.

When he opened the door, a strong smell of alcohol hit him in the face. He couldn't help but frown and walked towards the familiar smell of alcohol.

As the alcohol got stronger, Ye Zhenzhen's fair face turned red, and her calves also turned slightly red. Her body gradually became hot, and she took off her light pink silk nightgown, leaving only her suspender skirt.

She half-closed her eyes, lazily and casually leaning on the sofa, holding a goblet in her hand. Her hair covered half of her face, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

A vivid picture of a drunken beauty.

Wen Baijing squatted down, took the cup from her hand and placed it on the coffee table, brushed aside her hair, and said with a distressed voice, "Zhenzhen, why are you drinking again?"

Seeing that she didn't respond, he raised his hand and patted her face.

She pushed the hand away in a daze, raised her eyelashes lazily, and her eyes were a little dull. Seeing the blurry figure in front of her, she widened her eyes in surprise and shook her head. She said vaguely: "Why am I hallucinating? Did I drink too much?"

After he finished speaking, he smiled self-deprecatingly, turned his head, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Wen Baijing stood up and took off his coat and suit jacket and put them aside.

He pulled her arm over his shoulder, bent down, picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.

The person in his arms subconsciously nodded his head against his chest, with his cheek pressed against it.

The strong and powerful heartbeat was a little noisy in her ears. Ye Zhenzhen wrapped her arms around his neck, raised her head, raised her eyelids and looked at him without blinking.

There was a hint of temptation in her blurry eyes, and her tone was very soft, "Why do you smell like him?"

Standing at the bedroom door, Wen Baijing paused, raised his knees to push the door open, and slowly walked to the bed.

Wen Baijing leaned over and gently placed her on the bed.

The hand hooked around his neck refused to let go, so he sat sideways on the bed and let her cling to him.

Ye Zhenzhen drooped her eyelashes, her tone was very lonely, and she murmured: "I miss him so much, but he doesn't like me anymore, what should I do..."