"Hello, who's there?" Luo Xi sat up straight, frowning slightly, and his tone was not very friendly.
At this time, what lunatic would make a phone call without looking at the clock?
After waiting for a while, there was still no movement over there. She couldn't help but hang up the phone, but the other party beat her to it.
"I'm sick." Luo Xi stared at the phone that had returned to standby mode. The series of numbers on it made her eyes widen.
Lu Sheng?!
"Shuai Lu, are you okay?" Secretary Fan Kai knew that he had drunk a bit too much today and was entertaining guests on his own turf, and the guests came all the way to welcome him.
He is not a person who is good at making excuses. He rarely shirks when others persuade him to drink.
Lu Sheng stared at the phone in his hand, not very conscious. He remembered that he had dialed a number just now, but he couldn't remember who he dialed. He only knew that it was a very familiar and familiar number.
"Shuai Lu, let me take you back first."
"Um."
He stopped thinking about the cell phone and handed it to Xiao Fan casually, "Go back to Yuqiao."
Yuqiao Courtyard is another residence of Lu Sheng. No one knows about this place except his secretary Fan Kai.
In this remote and luxurious villa area, his house is not the largest and most conspicuous, it is extremely ordinary.
Lu Sheng's drunkenness was awakened by the cool wind outside. Fan Kai parked the car in front of the building and drove away after he got off.
Perhaps he heard the sound of cars outside and the sound of searching for keys. Soon, the light in the living room came on, and a woman wearing cotton pajamas came over and opened the door.
When I saw it was him, I wasn't surprised. I took the clothes from his hand and hung them up carefully.
"Sir, you go to the sofa and take a rest. I'm going to make some hangover soup."
"No need." Lu Sheng changed his shoes and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt to make his breathing easier.
In fact, his drunkenness had already passed, and apart from feeling a little nauseous in his stomach, he was still very clear-headed.
He glanced upstairs and lowered his voice, "Is she asleep?"
"Sir, what time is it? You night owls are the only ones who are still energetic and have gone to bed early." Aunt Zhang said with a smile, "I'll boil some bath water for you."
"I'll do it myself, you go and rest."
Lu Sheng went upstairs and consciously stepped lightly, stepping on the thick wool carpet. Leopards usually don't make any sound.
Unscrewing the door lock, a little light leaked out from the crack in the door. It was the small orange lamp on the bedside. The soft halo made the room extra warm and comfortable.
There is a bulge in the middle of the big bed, like a small hill.
Lu Sheng walked over lightly and leaned down to kiss her face. Suddenly he smelled the smell of alcohol on his body. He frowned in self-loathing and immediately got into the bathroom.
When he came out refreshed, the person on the bed changed his position again, and his soft arms suddenly ran out of the quilt.
He first carefully put her hand in, then took off his shoes and went to bed, lifted a corner of the quilt and got in.
"How can you sleep with the light on?!" He stretched out his long arm to turn off the light. In the darkness, his slightly cold lips gently pressed on her forehead, "Good night."