The wrong love is deep, Luo Shao indulges in indulgence

"He's dying, shouldn't he seek a doctor?" Du Xiaoxiao snorted coldly.

Yu Muxi's face was serious, and her heart also sank, a little worried.

Tang Yun shrugged, with a helpless look: "If the doctor can save him, I don't need to look for Sister Mu Xi."

"Then you..." Du Xiaoxiao still wanted to say something.

Yu Muxi immediately interrupted and asked, "Where is he? I'll go with you."

Yu Muxi got into Tang Yun's car and drove for half an hour to a luxurious villa.

Yu Muxi looked at the surroundings nervously, "Where is this?"

"My house." Tang Yun unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.

Yu Muxi got out of the car, "Luo Wanfeng is at your house?"

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person, Luo Wanfeng is indeed at my house."

Tang Yun walked straight to the villa, Yu Muxi thought for a moment, and then slowly followed.

Luo Wanfeng's friends shouldn't be too bad, right?Yu Muxi followed vigilantly.

Tang Yun led Yu Muxi into the villa, walked through a luxurious corridor, and entered the wine cellar area on the basement floor.

Looking at the rows of world famous wines, there are too many to count.

Yu Muxi was dumbfounded.

The wine stored in Tang Yun's house can't be finished in a lifetime.

Walking through several wine storage racks, you come to a leisure area, a spacious and comfortable environment, with sofas and coffee tables, and silent comedy movies playing on the huge TV screen in front.

At this time, Luo Wanfeng was lying on the sofa in a large font, and fell asleep.

The coffee table was full of empty bottles, and there were several lying around on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Yu Muxi couldn't help but feel heavy in her heart.

Tang Yun put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked down at his brother on the sofa, and said in a heavy tone, "He lived with me for seven days, about one-tenth of the time he was awake, and the rest of the time he drank to death. The genius went to the hospital after drinking, and then ran out to continue drinking that night, and then got drunk again, I don’t know if he died.”

These words scared Yu Muxi into a panic, she hurried over, knelt down and leaned against Luo Wanfeng, stretched out her fingers to feel his breath.

He breathed a sigh of relief after making sure he was breathing.

Tang Yun was amused by her cute behavior.

She really believed it?

"I heard that your mother's funeral will be held tomorrow. As a member of the Luo family, he must attend." Tang Yun said warmly, and slowly walked to the other side of the sofa to sit down, and raised his legs.

"Take him away, don't let him see the wine again, let him be sober, otherwise he won't be able to attend tomorrow's funeral."

Yu Muxi stood up slowly, looked at Tang Yun, "Mr. Tang, while he is drunk now, can you send him back to Luo's house? Or ask his bodyguards to pick him up."

Tang Yun shook his head with a helpless expression.

"If it worked, I wouldn't have called you over."

"He doesn't go to the company now, he just drinks at my place. I can drink with him at first, but he doesn't drink a little. He is drinking heavily and paralyzing himself with alcohol."

"We have known each other for more than [-] years, and this is the first time we have seen him like this."

"Isn't it good to be a good person? Love is so poisonous. You have to touch the dog of love and make yourself like this."

Tang Yun was very emotional, and said a lot in one breath, every word was for his brother.

Yu Muxi was silent, looking at Luo Wanfeng quietly, cursing in her heart that her heart was wavering at the moment, she shouldn't be soft-hearted.

Tomorrow evening, I will take the high-speed train to leave, why should I care about Luo Wanfeng's life?

Tang Yun put his hands on the sofa and sat lazily, "I'll send you back now, and you can help take care of him tonight. When he wakes up, you can persuade him to stop drinking at my place."

"Heart disease needs to be healed with heart medicine, and now only you can cure his heart disease. It is up to you whether to make him give up completely or to cheer him up again."

"I'll do my best." Yu Muxi responded.

Tang Yun smiled in relief, stood up immediately, walked to Luo Wanfeng's side, pulled his arm, and pulled it hard.

He pulled Luo Wanfeng onto his back and walked outside with difficulty.

Yu Muxi couldn't do much to help, she trotted along beside them.

Tang Yun sent Luo Wanfeng into the car, and Yu Muxi followed, started the car and drove to Luo's house.

Go back to Beiyuan.

Tang Yun carried Luo Wanfeng back into the room and threw him on the big bed. He sat on the edge of the bed exhaustedly, with his hands on his knees, lowered his head and gasped slightly.

Yu Muxi hurriedly took off Luo Wanfeng's coat, brought a quilt to cover him, then ran into the bathroom, brought hot water for him to wipe.

She is busy.

After Tang Yun calmed down, he looked up at Yu Muxi and asked curiously, "Do you really not like him?"

Yu Muxi twisted the water of the hot towel, and responded lightly, "I don't like it."

"Then what do you mean by being so nice to him?" Tang Yun looked at Yu Muxi's nervousness and tenderness at the moment, and it was hard for him not to misunderstand.

Yu Muxi, "I used to hate him quite a lot, but he helped me a lot, and he treated me very well later on, even ignoring his own danger, and helped me block a knife. I am very grateful to him."

Tang Yun smiled helplessly and turned to look at Luo Wanfeng who was on the big bed.

Block a knife for a woman?

Is this still the Luo Wanfeng he knew?

Luo Wanfeng fell in love with someone for the first time, and it turned out to be so crazy.

Tang Yun felt that this matter could be used to tease him for the rest of his life.

He stood up, pulled his coat, and said unhurriedly, "I'll go back now, I'll work hard for you today, and when he wakes up, try to persuade him."

"I'll try my best." Yu Muxi didn't think she had the ability to persuade him, but before leaving, she still hoped that he would live well in the future.

Tang Yun nodded, walked out of the room, and closed the door behind his back.

Yu Muxi sat on the edge of the bed, put Luo Wanfeng's hand on her thigh, and gently wiped his slender and beautiful fingers.

After wiping it clean, she tilted her head and looked at the man who passed out from drunk.

The way he was sleeping was so handsome that he was in a mess.

The exquisite and profound facial features are as if they have been carefully sculpted by the gods, with a strong three-dimensional effect and very beautiful.

A man like Luo Wanfeng is rich and handsome, what kind of woman do he want?

Why torture yourself like this?

Yu Muxi still sympathized with this man in her heart.

In fact, he lacks love and grew up in a family without warmth.

As he said, his parents are still alive, but he has never felt a trace of their love since he was a child.

So he has a ruthless personality and is indifferent and unfeeling in his actions.

If Luo Wanfeng hadn't hurt himself, and he wasn't Luo Hui's son, there wouldn't be such an embarrassing relationship between the two of them.

Perhaps, she will like this man.

Yu Muxi fell down slowly on the edge of his bed, lying sideways, staring at his pleasing facial features, lost in thought.

Fingers involuntarily and slowly touched the bridge of his tall nose.

Rubbing gently with fingertips.

No matter how much you hated him once, and how grateful you are later, everything will be a thing of the past.

Goodbye, Luo Wanfeng.

The night outside the window is hazy, and spring is coming quietly.

The next morning.

The morning light shines through the glass windows and reflects in the room.

Luo Wanfeng had a splitting headache, frowned, turned around and lay on his side.

He stretched out his hand in pain and frowned between his brows, then slowly opened his eyes.

A delicate and beautiful face suddenly appeared in the hazy vision.

His body froze, and his consciousness suddenly came to him.

Is it a dream?

This woman who has been haunted by dreams for thousands of times actually sleeps on the same bed as him?

His hands trembled slightly, and he slowly raised them to touch her sleeping face.

But he stopped at a distance of one centimeter from her face, froze and motionless.

I want to touch her, but I am afraid that she will disappear.