Chapter 54

Chang Qing didn't know how Lu Zheng told Lu Shi. Anyway, they had a quiet dinner that night and went back to rest.

Chang Qing went back to the bedroom to take a shower. I don't know if it was intentional or not. The bathroom wall in this bedroom was inlaid with a large mirror. Chang Qing could see his body every time he took a shower.

At first, he was not used to it, but now he has done it more and more, and he gradually got used to it.

He took off his clothes and looked at himself in the mirror. In just a week, he gained some weight again, although it didn't show through his clothes.

His waist is slender, and now he is a little wider, but it is not obvious from this look. Only by pinching it with his hands can he squeeze out soft meat.

Still gotta start exercising, or ride a bike to work?

Forget it, that's exhausting.

Chang Qing didn't think any more, he turned on the hot water and started to take a bath.

After taking a bath, Chang Qing felt exhausted. He picked up his mobile phone and opened WeChat.

He has been asking for leave these days. Both Qiao Zhenran and Zhang Xinyu have been looking for him. Basically, there are no major issues. Chang Qing returned once and never returned.

Now that I'm back, I have to tell them too.

After Chang Qing finished talking to them, he turned over the circle of friends in a distraught state.

Although he has always been calm, the words Lu Shi said still stabbed him and made him feel very uncomfortable.

He also tried his best to stop thinking about it. Lu Zheng was right. He didn't graduate from school and was a fool. Thinking this way would make him a little happier, but some words are the most hurtful. Really as if nothing happened?

At least Changqing couldn't do it.

In this way, he turned to his own photos of women's clothes under this kind of distraction. "..."

Chang Qing was taken aback and rubbed his eyes. Sure enough, those photos were still his photos. They were put on the Moments by Lu Hua. A few days ago, almost after taking the photos, he immediately put them on his friends. circle time.

Chang Qing finished, he immediately got up from the bed, stepped on the soft slippers and went to Lu Hua's room.

"Lu Hua, open the door." His tone was calm, not scaring Lu Hua away.

Lu Hua opened the door and stuck out a face, "What's the matter?"

Chang Qing said, "Come out."

Lu Hua was reluctant, "It's inconvenient, I just took a shower and haven't dressed yet."

Chang Qing: "..."

He endured it, but he was not angry at all. He and Lu Hua didn't have many friends in common, and it was not ashamed. Hearing her say this, he was also discouraged, "Forget it, you can sleep."

Lu Hua complied obediently, and then closed the door immediately.

Chang Qing was stunned for a moment, then silent for a while, then turned around and went downstairs.

He couldn't sleep, and he always liked to think about it, which made him uncomfortable. Chang Qing remembered that there was a wine cabinet in the side room of the living room, and he planned to drink some wine to help him sleep.

It's just that he just took out a bottle of red wine when he bumped into Lu Zhen.

At this moment, Lu Zheng was wearing a loose T-shirt and off-white casual trousers, and sat on the sofa with a pair of soft-soled slippers. He also arched his knees and stepped on the sofa with his legs folded. what.

Chang Qing changed his mind and went back to get another cup.

"You can't sleep either?" Chang Qing sat on the sofa beside him and put one of the two glasses in front of Lu Zheng and the other in front of him.

Lu froze for a while, raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and gave a soft "um".

"Let's have some bar together, isn't this wine meant to help sleep?" Chang Qing said.

Lu Zheng didn't look at him, he was thinking about his own business, and answered Chang Qing casually: "Don't get drunk."

Chang Qing murmured, "It's good if you're drunk, and you can sleep until dawn in one night."

Lu Zheng didn't speak.

Chang Qing picked up the wine and opened the bottle, poured a glass for Lu Zhen, poured a glass for himself, and said, "This has no degree, I can't get drunk, I can drink cocktails, and of course I can't get drunk with this wine."

Lu Zhen put down his feet, picked up the wine glass, took a sip of red wine, and swallowed it.

Chang Qing took a sip and smiled slightly: "The wines in your family are all good wines, and the ones I get are the oldest ones."

Lu Zhen heard the three words "your family" in his mouth, and was slightly unpleasant. He raised his eyelids and looked at him deeply, then quickly picked up his voice and said in a low voice, "You can't sleep, because Lu Shi What did you say?"

Chang Qing did not speak.

Lu Zhengwei was a little impatient, "Didn't I tell you? What are you doing to care about that idiot?"

Chang Qing said, "I didn't care about him."

His voice softened, "I just think, maybe as he said, I'm here to make a mess of your house."

His words had other meanings, but Lu Zheng would not understand, he only knew that what he said was wrong, "Fart, how come you are on the horns?"

Lu Zhen was very irritable, and he could hardly care about other things, staring straight at Chang Qing, "If you are at fault, then we are all at fault, don't take it all and think I will comfort you?"

He said, and his whole body became uneasy again, "...It's not your fault anyway, don't think about it for me anymore, I said nothing about you from the beginning, understand?"

Chang Qing was taken aback, Lu Zheng's reaction was too intense, his face was full of impatience and irritability that could hardly be concealed, he paused and forced a smile, "Hey, I just said it casually."

Lu Zheng grabbed the glass, raised his neck and drank the red wine in one gulp.

Chang Qing glanced at his face, "Are you unhappy?"

Lu Zheng said coldly, "What's wrong with me?"

Chang Qing felt that his recent emotions were not quite right, and it was difficult to ask the reason. Now that Lu Zheng's reaction is so big, the reason is certain, and it must be because of what he said.

Chang Qing relaxed his expression and pretended to be relaxed: "Your face is full of words like 'I'm not happy' and 'I'm not happy', I thought you were really unhappy."

Lu Zhen ignored him.

Chang Qing had no choice but to soften his tone again, "I'm sorry, I'm just thinking, I'll punish myself for a cup."

He also drank the glass of red wine with his neck up in one gulp.

This red wine has a strong taste, and the alcohol content is not high.

He filled Lu Zheng and himself again, and said nothing, pecking at the red wine bit by bit, as if he cherished it a bit.

Seeing his appearance, Lu Zhen couldn't hold back, and said, "In addition to the wine in the wine cabinet, there is also wine in the wine cellar. My dad loves to drink, and he has saved it for a lifetime. You don't need to save it for him."

Chang Qing paused for a moment and replied, "It's not saving... it's very delicious, and this kind of wine can't be drunk, right? It needs to be tasted like tea."

Lu Zheng snorted coldly and said, "Blindly pay attention."

Chang Qing laughed, "Aren't you angry?"

Lu Zeng said coldly, "What's wrong with me, I just make you feel sorry for yourself. You don't fit that expression."

Chang Qing didn't feel bad when he heard it, he just smiled and said, "Yeah."

The atmosphere became silent again, with a slightly eerie aura.

Chang Qing drank half a glass, and finally felt the heat in his lower abdomen slowly creeping onto his face. He put down the glass and said thoughtfully, "Drink two more glasses, and I should be drunk."

Chang Qing looked at Lu Zheng, "I have to go to bed."

Lu Zheng nodded, "Go."

Just as Chang Qing was about to get up, his feet suddenly softened, he lost his strength, and his whole body fell forward.

This is not a suitable place for wrestling. The front is the sharp edge of the coffee table. Chang Qing fell and hit that corner directly.

Lu Zheng lowered his eyes, didn't look at him at all, and realized that this accident was too late to reach out.

Chang Qing snorted, propped on the coffee table with his hands, and sat back down with a soft body.

Lu Zheng couldn't help but say, "Are you stupid? Can you fall?"

Chang Qing's face was wrinkled in pain. Hearing his words, he forced the corners of his lips to tug at the corners of his lips, and said in a low voice, "This wine is boring."

Lu Zhen looked at his wrinkled expression, and couldn't say anything angry, "...Look at the legs."

Chang Qing didn't hear clearly, Lu Zheng kicked open the coffee table, reached out and grabbed his ankle, "Pick up by yourself."

Lu Zheng was talking about pajama pants, Chang Qing took a deep breath, reached out and slowly lifted up the soft and loose pajama pants.

He wasn't that delicate originally, but the flesh of the original owner's body was much more delicate than he was raised, and it was because of his thinking that he was pampered and slack, and now he couldn't bear the slightest pain.

Chang Qing originally thought it was just a small injury, but he didn't expect the cut to be so long, and bright red blood immediately poured out, and even the pajamas were stained.

Lu Zheng saw this, his lips moved, he wanted to say something, but he held back and said quietly, "I'll go get the medicine and wait."

Chang Qing responded and watched Luzhen get up to get the first aid kit. He took out some sanitary pads, wiped off the blood that seemed a little thrilling on the snow-white flesh, took out the ointment and squeezed it on, just about to reach out and spread it evenly. Come on, he paused again, and glanced at Chang Qing unpleasantly, "Wipe it yourself, I'll save you from hurting you."

Chang Qing let out an "oh" and stretched out his hand to wipe the ointment away. Of course, it was painful. Chang Qing's "hiss" and "oh" from time to time made Lu Zheng frown.

After wiping off the medicine, Lu Zheng took out the gauze and wrapped it around him, tied it in a knot, and finally said to Chang Qing, "Take the medicine once a day. If you don't want to leave scars, there is also a scar medicine here, and you can apply it yourself."

Chang Qing responded.

Lu Zhen got close to him, and smelled the mellow and rich aroma of wine on his body again.

When people drink alcohol, there will be a strange thing. Even if the wine is drunk in the stomach, it seems to ferment, and it floats out from the seven orifices and pores of the person. At this time, it is not a simple wine smell, but it seems to be mixed with the body odor of the drinking person. ,

The aroma of wine on Chang Qing's body brought a warm smell, which was very good.

Lu Zheng restrained and closed the cover of the first aid kit as if nothing had happened, stood up, and put the first aid kit aside, "Enough of the wine, don't drink anymore, just put me to bed now."

Chang Qing stared at the half glass of wine and said, "I'll go after drinking this."

Lu Zheng also sat down.

He controlled himself not to look at Chang Qing. At this time, there were only the two of them. Even if he looked, no one would see it.

Lu Zhen rarely wanted to smoke to relieve his worries, but no, he didn't touch this kind of thing a long time ago, because Lu Chenghui and Lu Xuan were not allowed, he had to have a good body to be in charge of the Lu Group for a long time.

For this reason, he never touches alcohol or tobacco. Of course, he can drink alcohol, but he doesn't go deep enough. As for the smoke, forget it.

Lu Zhen still remembered the first time he learned smoking when he was 14 years old. Before he could taste it, he was discovered by Lu Chenghui, and then there was another commotion, forcing him to promise never to touch this thing again. Son.

No one cares about him now, he can smoke as much as he wants, but except this time, he usually doesn't think about it.

Lu Zheng thought about it so much, for no other reason. He felt that his abnormal and careful thoughts could be suppressed gently and skillfully, just like the urge to smoke at that time.

After that, even if think about it occasionally, won't have any more thoughts.

Just like... Chang Qing.

Lu Zhen realized what he was thinking, and his heart skipped a beat. He grabbed the wine bottle and drank it frantically, causing Chang Qing to grow his mouth in shock.

The bottle of red wine fell on his stomach, and Lu Zheng's cheeks quickly turned red. His constitution was abnormal. Medically, it was said that he lacked an enzyme to hangover in his body, so it was easy for him to blush and his neck was red. The sequelae are always bigger than others. He doesn't like the feeling of being out of control, so he can't drink without drinking.

He wanted to put out the fire of the dessert after taking this bottle, but he didn't expect to make the fire of the dessert burn even more vigorously. He couldn't help but think, how did Chang Qing look at him so wrong back then, how did he do it now? Such magnanimity, no evil thoughts?

It's no solution, he doesn't want to ask him.

He didn't want any ambiguous atmosphere between them, so he wouldn't ask that.

It's just that if he can't get an answer from the person concerned, he will inevitably be confused.

Lu Zhen felt irritable again, and felt that his own thoughts were disgusting.

He was annoying when he heard Chang Qing ask him, "What a waste of you drinking like this."

Lu Zheng didn't look at him, and looked down at the crystal clear glass, "No waste, I'm going to bed."

Chang Qing nodded. He also drank the red wine in the glass and said to Lu Zheng, "I have to go to sleep too... This red wine really helps you sleep and makes you feel good."

It seems that because of the wine's strength, his whole body is hot and soft, and the scratches on his calves and knees have become less painful.

Lu Zhen glanced at him one last time. If he had a physique that was prone to blush after drinking, then Chang Qing was prone to getting drunk. It was just these two glasses of red wine. His fair cheeks showed a touch of pink, and his eyes were full of tinge. It was as bright as water, making it difficult to take your eyes off it.

But Lu Zheng could still look back lightly and casually, and said to Chang Qing as usual, "Go to sleep."

The author has something to say: Three shifts... I succeeded! ! ! Happy goose cry