Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

The night wind blew Lu Qiao's hair into disorder, and strands of it covered Lu Qiao's face. Qi Yu wanted to tuck her hair behind her ears, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she realized something was wrong, and took it back silently. .

Lu Qiao still sat still, Qi Yuwen persuaded her, "There are very few taxis passing by this place, and it will take at least two hours for your assistant to stand on the side of the road to take a taxi. You are in such pain, make sure you Can you bear another two hours?"

Lu Qiao looked up at the quiet Ma Lu, hesitated for a while, and finally let go, thanking Qi Yu softly.

"It's okay, it's just a matter of raising your hands, you don't need to be so polite with me." Qi Yu stood up, bent down again, and stretched out his hand to her considerately, "Can you stand up by yourself, do you need me to help you?"

Under the light, the contour lines of the cleanly trimmed hands are more obvious, smoother and more refined.

Lu Qiao was dazzled and lowered his eyes.

They all accepted a good intention to take someone else's ride back home, anyway, the favor is already owed, and it's not too bad.

"Then trouble Mr. Qi."

Lu Qiao held Qi Yu's hand.

Qi Yu's palms were dry and warm, and every bit of Lu Qiao's hands felt warm.

Tightening his fingers slightly, he pulled Lu Qiao up slightly with his arms.

The drunkenness had not been blown away by the wind, and her legs were still soft. When she stood up suddenly, without the strength to support her, Lu Qiao was about to collapse again.

Fortunately, Qi Yu grabbed her waist in time and stabilized her.

He stood firm, but with Qi Yu's grasp, the two of them stuck together in an ambiguous posture. Through the thin clothes, Lu Qiao could clearly feel his hard abdominal muscles that had accumulated astonishing strength. And body temperature.

As if being scalded, Lu Qiao did not know where to generate strength, and pushed Qi Yu away.

Qi Yu took two steps back unexpectedly, his heels touched the flower bed, his center of gravity lost his balance, he staggered and almost fell.

"Be careful." Lu Qiao stretched out his hand to help him stabilize.

Seeing Qi Yu stand still, Lu Qiao tightened the hand holding Qi Yu's coat, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. Qi, I didn't mean to, I was a little drunk, just now..."

Qi Yu still smiled gently, and straightened the wrinkles on his shirt casually, "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it."

Qi Yu took out the car keys from the pocket of his trousers, "My car is parked at a temporary stop across the road, let's go, call your assistant, and we will go back together."

Qi Yu looked at her and smiled, his eyes were like falling stars.

Lu Qiao pursed her lips slightly, looked away, nodded and said softly "Yeah," and followed Qi Yu's footsteps...

In the end Qi Yu's car was driven by Assistant Xu, and Astinton Martin was in the hands of Assistant Xu, excited and nervous, afraid that it would break, and he drove with trepidation, the speed was comparable to a snail.

Qi Yu and Lu Qiao sat in the back seat together, their attention was elsewhere, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with such a speed.

Qi Yu found a box of unopened stomach medicine from the medicine box in the car and handed it to Lu Qiao, "This is the stomach medicine Lin Bo put in the car half a month ago. I don't know if it is the same as what you usually take. It’s not one kind, you should take pain reliever first.”

Lu Qiao said thank you politely before taking it.

Familiar packing box, same name of the medicine... It was probably a coincidence that what Qi Yu gave her was the stomach medicine she often took.

Lu Qiao took the medicine with the mineral water, and leaned against the backrest weakly, struggling with the pain in his stomach during the period when the medicine didn't take effect.