Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Chapter 438: Lu Xixiao kissed her and she was stunned; Lu Xixiao: “You have no shame.”

Two figures were chasing each other in the room.

They fight with each other from time to time.

"Wen Li? Have you had enough?"

"If you keep fighting like this, someone will die."

Wen Li seemed to be deaf to it and was not moved at all.

Lu Xixiao dodged around the sofa. Wen Li supported himself on the back of the sofa with one hand, jumped over the sofa handsomely and kicked Lu Xixiao.

Lu Xixiao dodged sideways and broke out in a cold sweat.

Wen Li's kick almost made him exterminate his descendants.

Fortunately, there was no danger.

But that was the extent of his luck. After dodging the first attack, he didn't have time to dodge the second one. Wen Li kicked Lu Xixiao and he fell onto the sofa. He quickly jumped off the sofa and found the right opportunity to run back into the bedroom. While escaping, he even took the time to tighten his loose bathrobe.

The presidential suite was completely smashed.

At this moment, Lu Xixiao had already been beaten up.

Wen Li finally began to feel exhausted.

Lu Xixiao clearly felt that Wen Li's speed had slowed down, his strength had weakened, and his attacks had become a little softer.

But Lu Xixiao still didn't dare to stop or fight Wen Li head-on, for fear that the drunk Wen Li would suddenly explode.

It consumed some of Wen Li's energy again.

Lu Xixiao felt that it was almost time, so when Wen Li's fist came again, Lu Xixiao did not dodge, but grabbed Wen Li's hands and forced Wen Li into the corner.

Wen Li raised his knee to hit him.

Lu Xixiao, who had anticipated this, had no choice but to step forward and press her down, not giving her a chance to use her legs.

The two people's lower bodies were pressed together.

Lu Xixiao swore that he really didn't mean to take advantage.

Wen Li, who was shackled, twisted his body and tried to break free.

This made Lu Xixiao panic.

"Don't move, calm down."

He wore a towel under his bathrobe.

I can't stand her tossing and turning at all.

He couldn't retreat at this moment, nor could he not retreat at this moment.

At this moment, Wen Li broke free with one hand and slapped him in the face. Lu Xixiao quickly grabbed her hand again and lowered his head to call her: "Wen Li?"

"How much alcohol did you drink to get so drunk?"

"Can you still recognize me?"

Just after saying a few words, Wen Li bumped into him with his head.

It hit him on the nose.

Wen Li was aiming at his nose and bumping into him.

Few people can bear this pain.

Lu Xixiao's head was knocked back by the impact, and his nose felt sore and painful, so he let go of his hands immediately, covered his nose and stepped back repeatedly, tears coming out. Fortunately, he did not bleed.

Thanks to the effect of alcohol, Wen Li had no strength left, otherwise his nose would definitely have been broken.

Seeing that Wen Li was not going to let him go, Lu Xixiao covered his nose and took a few steps back, but saw that Wen Li, who had just taken two small steps, stopped in place and swayed like a tumbler.

Lu Xixiao's eyes followed her.

After shaking a few times, Wen Li fell forward straightly.

"Wen Li."

Lu Xixiao ignored the pain and rushed forward to catch the person.

Wen Li in his arms seemed to have no bones, his whole body was so limp that he couldn't even stand, and he was falling down.

"Wen Li?"

Lu Xixiao picked her up horizontally and put her on the bed. He gently patted Wen Li's blushing cheek. Seeing that she was unconscious with her eyelids half closed, Lu Xixiao took off her shoes, carried her legs to the bed, and let her sleep.

Just as he was about to pull the quilt over her, Wen Li suddenly sat up straight, her face very close to his, staring at him with her open eyes, which scared him.

Lu Xixiao stopped moving his hands.

Come again?

How do you still have the energy?!

Lu Xixiao was just about to slowly create a safe distance between himself and Wen Li, but seeing that Wen Li didn't move, he remained motionless.

Don't disturb her.

Wen Li's eyes had completely changed at this moment. They no longer had the cruelty and violence they had just had. They were calm and composed, and people didn't feel any danger at all.

Seeing this, Lu Xixiao kept this posture and waited quietly for a while, then tentatively sat down beside the bed.

Her eyes followed his movements.

Lu Xixiao looked at her and called her softly: "Li Li?"

Her eyelashes trembled, she blinked, her eyes moved slightly, still staring at Lu Xixiao.

Lu Xixiao thought she was awake.

But he didn't expect Wen Li to say to him: "Grandma~"

A soft sentence.

Lu Xixiao was slightly stunned.

She reached out and grabbed his bathrobe and moved towards him.

She felt weak all over and had difficulty moving.

Lu Xixiao took the initiative to sit over.

As soon as he sat close to him, Wen Liren leaned into his arms, rubbed her head against his chest, and hugged his waist.

"grandmother……"

She cried out again, whining, as if she had been wronged outside and was complaining to her grandmother and acting like a spoiled child, feeling extremely weak.

The first time he heard her speak in that voice and tone, Lu Xixiao's heart melted. He hugged her and put his big hand on the back of her head, stroking her soft long hair up and down.

"Li Li misses grandma."

His voice was soft, smiling, and coaxing.

He lowered his head and rubbed his cheek against the top of her head.

"grandmother……"

"I miss grandma, too."

After Lu Xixiao said this, he felt the person in his arms stiffen.

Then Wen Li raised his head and looked at him somewhat slowly.

It seemed that he recognized from Lu Xixiao's words that the person in front of him was not his grandmother.

Wen Li just looked up at Lu Xixiao.

Lu Xixiao lowered his head slightly, looking at the girl's face that was flushed by alcohol, and he couldn't help himself.

He restrained himself and did nothing.

He just looked carefully at every facial feature of the girl.

Depict with eyes.

Greed, ambiguity, and tenderness.

He whispered, "Do you recognize who I am?"

She said nothing, just stared at him.

After looking at it for a long time, I finally recognized it.

Lu Xixiao heard her call him: "Lu Jingyuan."

He was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Just when he was about to tell her who he was, Wen Li, who mistook him for Lu Jingyuan, held his face, rubbed it, and pinched it to pull it to the sides.

Unfortunately, his face was too hard and tight, and I couldn't pull it apart at all.

She felt something was wrong.

"Lu Jingyuan, why have you become so thin?"

"If you don't eat well, you might not grow taller."

Lu Xixiao smiled as he looked at her cute and innocent look with her brows furrowed.

Seeing that Lu Jingyuan ignored her, Wen Li took his chin in her hands and pinched both of his cheeks in dissatisfaction: "Why don't you call me sister?"

Lu Xixiao was a little reluctant.

Wen Li: "If you don't call me, I won't play with you anymore."

Frightened, Lu Xixiao pursed his lips slightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally called out with some difficulty: "...Sister."

Wen Li raised the corner of her mouth and rubbed his face happily: "Lu Jingyuan, you are so good, why are you so cute, let your sister kiss you."

Wen Li held Lu Xixiao's face and kissed him directly, even making a sound.

Lu Xixiao's dark pupils shrank.

I was stunned by the kiss.

His heart seemed to be beating in his brain, pounding.

Wen Li had wanted to get close to the sweet and soft Lu Jingyuan for a long time, but because of her idol image, she couldn't do it. She had no resistance to Lu Jingyuan on normal days, let alone now that he was drunk. One kiss was not enough for Wen Li, so she hugged him and kissed him again and again.

The girl's soft and warm lips touched his face again and again.

After being stunned for a while, Lu Xixiao came to his senses and smiled with a worthless look on his face, looking as useless as he could be.

"You kissed me, so don't blame me when you sober up."

She kissed him more than ten times in a row, and the last kiss was particularly hard and loud. Her lips stayed on his face for three or four seconds, like stamping a seal.

Lu Xixiao smiled broadly.

He lowered his eyes to look at the dizzy Wen Li.

He still has more to say.

There was a foxy cunning in his eyes.

Then I heard the old-fashioned man who was reluctant to call Wen Li "sister" just now said shamelessly: "I want to kiss my sister too."

Wen Li happily put her face in front of his mouth.

Just a centimeter or two away from his lips.

He could kiss me just by moving his head slightly.

Lu Xixiao could clearly feel the temperature of her skin.

The temperature attracted him madly.

Lu Xixiao's Adam's apple rolled, but he finally held it back and just touched the soft cheek with the tip of his nose.

After the kiss,

Wen Li immediately turned her other face to him: "This way."

Lu Xixiao smiled and kissed her again with the tip of his nose.

"Sister, give me a hug." After kissing both sides of his face, Wen Li hugged his waist again and snuggled into his arms.

It wasn't her hugging Lu Jingyuan, it was clearly Lu Xixiao hugging her.

Lu Xixiao hugged the person and said to him slowly, "Li Li, I'm not Jing Yuan. Take a good look at who I am."

Wen Li heard this and looked up at him.

After looking at him carefully for a while, not knowing whether she recognized him, her expression changed, she let go of him and stepped out of his arms.

Lu Xixiao, whose arms were empty, felt very uncomfortable because of her behavior.

He looked at Wen Li.

Wen Li was also looking at him, assessing him.

When he saw her beautiful eyebrows gradually furrowed, Lu Xixiao's eyes dimmed unconsciously, and he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

What you do when you're drunk reflects your true thoughts.

So, she really didn't like him at all, not even a good impression of him, and could even be said to hate him and reject him.

Seeing her frown deepen, Lu Xixiao, feeling increasingly uncomfortable, couldn't help but call her, "Li Li."

Lu Xixiao regretted letting her recognize him.

Seeing that she seemed to be about to say something, Lu Xixiao wanted to stop her. He was afraid that she would say something hurtful to him.

Wen Li ended up saying, "It doesn't look good."

The anxious Lu Xixiao was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Wen Li to say such a thing. He immediately responded, "Don't I look good?"

Wen Li reached out and tugged at his bathrobe, saying disdainfully, "The clothes don't look good."

Lu Xixiao looked down and said, "How about I change it?"

He finally let go of the worry in his heart.

Wen Li: "Yeah."

Lu Xixiao stood up and was about to change his clothes. He took two steps and came back to ask Wen Li, "What do you want to see me wearing? Something casual? Or pajamas? A shirt? Formal clothes?"

She thought about it, but to no avail.

So she moved toward the bed.

"Want to get out of bed? Want to pick out clothes with me?"

"Ah."

Lu Xixiao stopped her and coaxed her, "I don't have many styles of clothes. Please sit down and I'll get them for you to choose, okay?"

She thought about it and agreed: "Yeah."

Lu Xixiao's heart softened when he saw her.

She is so good.

"Then just sit on the bed and wait for me. Don't get out of bed. I'll go in there and get some clothes. I'll be back soon."

Lu Xixiao hugged Wen Li, who was beside the bed, into his arms.

He hurried to the cloakroom and gathered all the clothes hanging on two floor-standing hangers into his arms, piling them up into a mountain.

When she came out, she saw Wen Li leaning against the bed, looking into the cloakroom with her head tilted, waiting eagerly. She felt so weak that she couldn't sit still, swaying back and forth.

Lu Xixiao carried a pile of clothes to the end of the bed and put them down.

"Which one do you want to see me wearing?"

"There's more inside. If you don't like anything here, I'll go in and get more."

Wen Li crawled to the end of the bed. She saw several black shirts pressed in the middle. She crawled to the pile of clothes and grabbed one of them accurately.

Lu Xixiao helped take out the pressed black shirt.

"This one?"

She nodded: "Yes."

Lu Xixiao: "What about the pants?"

Wen Li picked one at random.

All his trousers are the same length, they are all suit trousers.

At least in this pile.

Lu Xixiao took that one.

"Then I'll go change. You just sit there and wait for me. Don't get out of bed, and don't run out. I'll be changed soon."

It takes some time to change clothes, and Lu Xixiao is a little worried.

He patiently instructed Wen Li.

Wen Li said forcefully, "Change here."

Lu Xixiao thought for a moment and said, "Then wait for me."

He quickly went to the cloakroom and came back with a pair of boxer briefs.

Wen Li stared at his hand, curious about what he was holding.

Lu Xixiao hid everything in his hands and didn't show her.

"I'll change my clothes, you close your eyes."

Wen Li looked at him.

Lu Xixiao: "Just close your eyes and I'll change it here."

Wen Li still looked at him.

Lu Xixiao was amused by her silly and rebellious look.

"I don't mind, but I'm afraid you'll come after me when you sober up."

"Be good and close your eyes. I'll change into this outfit and show you."

After hearing Lu Xixiao's words, Wen Li closed his eyes.

After closing her eyes for four or five seconds, she opened them and saw Lu Xixiao's face in front of her, which scared her.

Lu Xixiao: "Still want to peek, little rascal."

Wen Li: “…”

"Do you still want me to change clothes?"

"Ah."

"Close your eyes if you want."

Wen Liqing closed her eyes reluctantly.

Lu Xixiao waited for a while, and seeing that she was quite obedient, he turned his back to her, took off his bathrobe and the towel tied around his waist, and began to change his clothes.

Just as he put on his pants and turned around to get his shirt, he saw Wen Li staring at him with his eyes wide open.

Lu Xixiao's face turned red.

"How much did you see?"

She seemed to raise her eyebrows, a little proud.

Lu Xixiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said to her, "You have no shame."

Wen Li actually rolled her eyes at him.

Lu Xixiao simply turned around and faced Wen Li.

He put on his shirt, adjusted it a little, and began to button it. His long fingers moved slowly and methodically, without any hurry.

Wen Li looked at him.

He looked at her too.

Under Wen Li's direct gaze, Lu Xixiao dressed neatly.

Ask her: "Does it look good?"

She was honest: "Yeah."

As he spoke, he came in front of Wen Li, bent down, leaned towards Wen Li, put his hands on both sides of Wen Li's body, and put his face close to Wen Li's face. His low voice had a kind of seductive sexiness: "Do you like me wearing this?"

Wen Li tilted her head slightly to look at him: "Yeah."

"Then I'll wear this often in the future for you to see, okay?"

"want."

Lu Xixiao raised the corner of his lips, stared into her eyes, and said in a voice full of temptation: "Li Li, who am I?"

Her eyelashes fluttered.

It was the same reaction as when Lu Xixiao called her "Li Li" just now.

She said clearly: "Lu Xixiao."

Without waiting for Lu Xixiao to be happy.

She then cursed, "Son of a bitch."

“…” The smile on Lu Xixiao’s face froze.