Part 2 The Great Sugar of Dongtu, Chapter 85: You Didn'

ry, shouting at the doorstep of his house: "Gu Ruandong, you bastard!"Before the assistant could even leave, she saw her walking home with a long face. She was still lying on the same sofa from before...Zhuo Yu'an listened to him and really took out his phone to record. While recording, he didn't forget to emphasize

"Slap his left cheek, he always thinks his left side is the most perfect."

Lu Kuo was dazed, and he seriously told Gu Ruandong, "No, both sides must fight."

He just looked so infuriating, Gu Ruandong couldn't resist punching him for his sincere invitation.

He really punched, with quite a forceful swing. However, he held back, his punches were much lighter than when he fought him before.

Lu Kuo, with a red face after being beaten, said: "Then let's just forget about this, okay Don't hold any grudges against me in the future."

"Well, we're even now," Gu Ruandong replied, probably knowing that Lu Kuo was feeling guilty from the last time he hit him and had spoken frankly after drinking.

Lu Kuo stopped making a fuss. Song Jingye, who had been lying face down opposite him, suddenly stood up. This man was drunk, but his complexion was normal, his eyes were normal too, just that his words were slightly slurred with alcohol:

"Gu Ruandong, I didn't lose to you, I lost to time."

"You have to be good to her, treat her well with your whole life. Otherwise, I will come back anytime."

The tone was curt, authoritative and commanding as ever.

Gu Ruandong narrowed his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth, smiling: "It seems I'm not drunk yet. I can still have two more cups."

He poured another cup of wine for Song Jingye with a sinister smile, handing it to him and replying, "Fine, I agree."

To have such a formidable opponent is an honor.

Song Jingye finished the two cups of wine, got up and left. For a moment, it was unclear whether he was drunk or sober. His steps were steady and unwavering, like he was walking in perfect formation.

The only one who drank the least on the field was Zhuo Yunan. He glanced at Lu Kuo and said to Gu Ruandong, "You're in charge of him, I'll send Song Jingye back."

If you're not drunk, you can't walk with that kind of swagger.

Gu Ruandong: “Please trouble Mr. Zhuo.”

He and Lu Kuo were the only ones left in the room. He probably drank the most on the field, but he had a good tolerance and his mind was still clear. He called for a driver and waiter to help Lu Kuo into the car, and he followed slowly behind, holding a cigarette. After smoking it outside, he got into the car, sitting in the co-pilot seat, fearing that if Lu Kuo sat in the backseat, he might go on a drunken rampage and cause trouble. He didn't seem very affectionate.

Upon arriving at the Lu residence, the driver helped Lu Kuo enter the living room. Ruan Ruan and Yao Yao were already there waiting. Yao Yao glanced at Gu Ruandong as if casually, still alright, not drunk.

Ruan Ruan was a bit troubled. Lu Kuò was too drunk, and as a pregnant woman, she was afraid of being accidentally injured by him. So she didn't plan to go forward to help him. Well, the baby in her belly was the most important thing, and their marital feelings could wait.

Gu Ruandong saw that the two women in front of him were standing still and unmoving, with no intention of helping Lu Kuo up. He had no choice but to step forward himself, taking Lu Kuo from the driver's hand and reluctantly sending him back to his room.

As a result, just as he was helped up, and hadn't taken two steps, Lu Kuò vomited with a sound. He didn't vomit earlier or later, but chose to vomit while being supported, covering the person who helped him in vomit.

On the side, Lu Yaoyao instinctively dodged several steps away and didn't forget to pull Ruanruan, showing no intention of going forward to help.

Gu Ruandong, with his cold white hand gripping Lu Kuo's arm, veins prominent, had a look on his face that he wanted to tear Lu Kuo limb from limb.

Ruannuan hurriedly called the nanny to clean up the mess and help Lu Kuo back to the bathroom in his room.

Gu Ruandong had never been so embarrassed in his life, and the other person was nonchalantly gloating beside him, even saying with disdain, "Go to the bathroom next door and clean up before coming back."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Gu Ruandong had no choice but to go to the public washroom in the living room. He couldn't stand it for a second, shoving his dirty clothes directly into the trash can. To be honest, he had been drinking for so long today that it was impossible to be completely sober. His head felt hot and stuffy. After taking a shower, he realized he had no clean clothes to change into. Luckily, his phone was still with him, so he sent a message to YaoYao asking her to bring some over.

She dawdled and didn't arrive for quite a while.

He directly sent a video request: "Don't you care about me at all"

The bathroom steamed up, blurring the figures within. Only those eyes, half-drunk and captivating, remained crystal clear.

Lu Yaoyao was already at the door in her pajamas.

At this moment, the Lu family mansion was eerily silent. The maid had finished cleaning the living room and returned to her quarters long ago, leaving not a sound.

Gu Ruandong saw her standing outside the bathroom door in the video, so he directly opened the bathroom door and pulled her inside before Lu Yaoyao could react.

He was wickedly alluring, his entire body damp, water droplets dripping from his hair, a few landing on Lu Yaoyao's forehead. Perhaps it was the alcohol talking, but as he looked at her, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire. He didn't do anything, yet his breath hitched in his chest.

"Yaoyao," he called her name in a low, steady voice, making her heart flutter.

"Here you go." Lu Yaoyao shoved the pajamas and towel into his arms, blocking him from getting closer. He had been bending over, tilting his head slightly to get closer to her lips, but stopped abruptly, looked at her, smiled, and straightened up. "I know, go out."

Lu Yaoyao was dragged in by him and then pushed out.

Actually, she was also a little distracted, especially just now when she saw his slender figure inside. Her heart hasn't calmed down yet, but this is the Lu family's public area... .

After returning to her room, she came to her senses. No, she couldn't give up so easily.

When Gu Ruandong returned, dressed and tidy, he saw the person on the bed wrapped tightly in blankets as if fast asleep.

He sat down beside her, pulling the corner of her blanket open. "Don't get too stuffy,"

She knew she wasn't asleep.

Lu Yao Yao's face was flushed, so red she looked like she could burst. Her big, round eyes stared at him.

Gu Ruandong reached out and touched her cheek. He was between drunk and sober, so he had lost some judgment. He was afraid that the emotion in her eyes was his own illusion, and he didn't dare to make any further moves. He had hurt her once before, and now he was being careful and cautious, not daring to act recklessly.

He said, "Yaoyao, I won't do anything without your consent."

He got up and was about to go back to sleep on the couch.

From behind, Lu Yaoyao whispered, “You didn't ask me either.”

Damn alcohol, it slows you down.

Lu Yaoyao said again, "You didn't ask either."

If he can't understand, then Gu Ruandong isn't Gu Ruandong.

His heart pounded, his breath catching in his throat. He suddenly turned to look at the person in bed, who pulled the blanket over their head again.

He held her close, pulling the blanket away bit by bit from between them, revealing her flushed face and feverish body.

"Yo yo."

"May I"

"I miss you."

"I want you too."

If you don't speak, I'll take that as a yes.

Unrestrained, passionate desire radiating from him; he leaned down and kissed her with fervor, urgent yet tender, his touch both forceful and gentle.

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