In the living room, except for the ticking of the clock and the sound of Lu Wanwan tapping the keyboard, there was nothing else.
Lu Wanwan had no idea how long Li Jingchen, who was lying on the sofa behind her, had been watching her silently.
"A sneeze——" Until Lu Wanwan sneezed lightly.
She touched her long hair and found that it was already dry. When she was about to go back to her room to rest, a pair of big hands suddenly picked her up.
Lu Wanwan was shocked when the man behind her had already hugged her onto his lap.
Lu Wanwan turned around to look, and happened to meet the man's deep handsome eyes. After she was stunned, she asked: "Li Jingchen, are you awake?"
Li Jingchen just wrapped her tightly with the quilt and said nothing.
Lu Wanwan was wrapped up like a silkworm baby by him and almost couldn't breathe. She quickly pulled the quilt down, raised her head and asked, "You're not drunk at all, are you?"
Li Jingchen showed a blank look in his eyes.
Seeing this, Lu Wanwan thought to herself: Could it be that she is overthinking?
Li Jingchen then put his forehead against hers, kissed her on the mouth, and made a "chirp" sound.
Before Lu Wanwan could have a seizure, Li Jingchen hugged her and fell sideways into the sofa together.
The sofa was less than one meter wide, and Lu Wanwan felt that her back was almost hanging in the air. In order to prevent herself from falling, she subconsciously leaned towards Li Jingchen.
A smile of success appeared on the corners of Li Jingchen's lips, and he took the opportunity to hold her tighter.
The two of them were close to each other, and the man's chest was like a furnace, dispelling the chill on Lu Wanwan's body.
No, if this continues, she will get sleepy!
If I sleep here and An An bumps into me tomorrow, it will be terrible.
Thinking of this, Lu Wanwan resisted Duke Zhou's call and pushed Li Jingchen's chest hard.
But he had closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep again, as motionless as a statue.
Lu Wanwan had no choice but to twist his arm hard.
She would twist him as long as he held her.
Finally, the pair of pincer-like arms relaxed a little. Lu Wanwan saw the right moment, lifted the quilt and his arms, and straightened up.
"Phew, I almost fell asleep." Lu Wanwan patted her warm face and stood up to leave.
Unexpectedly, Li Jingchen grabbed her wrist.
Lu Wanwan turned around, his eyes blazing and said: "Li Jingchen, you are just pretending to be drunk on purpose, aren't you?"
Li Jingchen chuckled and finally took off his disguise: "You know I did it on purpose, but you still take me in?"
"Let me go now." Lu Wanwan used all her strength to pull him up.
Li Jingchen leaned on the back of the chair and raised his eyes to look at her beautiful face. Half of the quilt covered his body, and the other half slipped and covered Lu Wanwan's feet, creating an ambiguous scene.
"Don't make trouble, I really drank a lot and can't walk anymore."
"Stop pretending, why don't I see you drunk when discussing business with clients?"
Li Jingchen said honestly: "When the old man saw me as a guest, he took out Laobaigan that he had treasured for many years when he was happy. It's 67 degrees. Even if you mix it with water, it can't withstand the stamina."
After Lu Wanwan heard this, her anger at being teased by him dissipated a lot: "I know I can't resist, but I still drink so much."
Li Jingchen heard her worries and pressed forward: "Wanwan, I'm thirsty."
Lu Wanwan saw that he was paralyzed like a scoundrel, without any shrewdness or ability as "Mr. Li", so he couldn't help but said angrily: "You have the strength to hold my hand, but not the strength to pour the water yourself?"
Li Jingchen looked at An An's room and said meaningfully: "My eyes are not focused right now. I see you as three or four. If I accidentally broke the cup and woke An An, how would you explain it?"
Lu Wanwan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll just treat your limbs as uncoordinated and take care of you."
Unexpectedly, Li Jingchen said seriously: "If possible, I would really like to experience it."