I went crazy holding my thighs in the vest

Zhou Zipei hugged Lu Siyin like a lost treasure. His hold on her waist became stronger and stronger, and his broad and slender palm pressed on Lu Siyin's lower back, as if he could hold it with one hand.

Zhou Zipei fearfully lowered his head and rubbed Lu Siyin's neck, sniffing the fragrance of her hair, but he still felt insecure. He had just witnessed the scene of her committing suicide, and now he still felt his soul trembling.

Lu Siyin raised his head from his arms with difficulty, his eyes were complicated that he could not understand. The water shimmered under the moonlight, like stars containing water, and he murmured: "Is this a hallucination before death?"

Zhou Zipei didn't hear clearly, he just felt that her mood was very wrong, and smelled a strong smell of alcohol. Thinking of Fan Xuhan talking about ten bottles of vodka, his heart tightened, and he bent down to hug her up, picking up a drop of water.

"How much wine did you drink?" he asked hoarsely.

Lu Siyin's face was full of drunkenness, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about, and just stared at himself.

Zhou Zipei sighed and walked steadily towards the shore. Then he found bags of vodka on the beach. He counted and found only nine bottles left.

He didn't know whether Lu Siyin had drank the whole bottle or a small part, but seeing how little she cared about her body, he felt distressed and helpless.

Hugging Lu Siyin, he bent down to pick up the vodka and strode to the car.

The cold wind on the beach at night was biting. Zhou Zipei felt that Lu Siyin's body temperature was slightly lower and couldn't help but hug him tighter.

Put her in the passenger seat, fasten her seat belt, then walk around to the driver's seat, and then turn on the air conditioner in the car to maximum.

Zhou Zipei sat in the car and turned his head to look at Lu Siyin, who was frowning and closing his eyes. He didn't move or speak for a long time. Only then did he realize what it meant to survive a disaster.

To this day, his muscles are still stiff and he dare not drive in this state.

There were obviously a lot of questions to ask, but I couldn't say a single word. I just kept thinking in my mind, no matter what, just be fine.

Lu Siyin seemed to be asleep, but her frown showed that she was not sleeping peacefully.

After a while, Zhou Zipei started the vehicle.

It was smooth without any bumps, and even though the night was dark, the car seemed to automatically avoid all mud holes and rocks.

Inside the Galaxy Tianfu

Zhou Zipei hugged Lu Siyin and walked slowly up the stairs to the bedroom on the second floor. However, a cat-like sobbing sounded in his ears midway. He was stunned and looked down.

Lu Siyin curled up on his chest, with crystal clear water drops still hanging on her eyelashes, and a trace of water under her eyelids was clearly visible. She was crying so sadly, her eyes were still closed tightly, as if she was having a dream that made her heartbroken. .

Zhou Zipei's whole heart felt like it was being squeezed hard in the palm of his hand, and the pain in his eyes almost overflowed.

"Nightmare? So sad."

He quickly walked to the master bedroom and carefully placed Lu Siyin on the soft big bed. This movement woke her up, and she opened a pair of watery almond eyes and looked at him with a blank expression, which was really endearing.

Zhou Zipei took his hand out from under her waist and stroked the top of Lu Siyin's head. His voice was gentle: "Why are you crying?"

Lu Siyin looked at him for a while, and after confirming who was in front of him, his expression suddenly became very aggrieved, as if he had been greatly hurt, and he choked with sobs: "Zhou Zipei, I feel so uncomfortable."

As soon as the words fell, the tears fell down, as if they were endless. The more she cried, the sadder she became, and soon the pillow under her head was soaked.

Zhou Zipei panicked as soon as she heard this. He wiped her tears very gently, but found that they could not be wiped away, like a flood that had burst a dike.

"Ayin, tell me, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

The suppressed cries wrapped around the room, turning into bandages that wrapped around his heart, pulling hard, suffocating and painful.

Lu Siyin reached out and pointed at his heart, sobbing vaguely: "It feels so uncomfortable here."

Zhou Zipei was stunned, silent for a few breaths, and then asked hoarsely: "Why?"

Lu Siyin shook his head and bit his lip. Uncontrollable sobs escaped from his teeth. His lip was bitten and bleeding but he still refused to let go.

What is she hiding?

Zhou Zipei wanted to question, but when he saw that she was drunk and kept secretive even at the risk of hurting herself, he pinched her chin in time, without even thinking about compromising, and coaxed: "Be good, relax. If you don't want to say anything, don't say it."

Seeing that Lu Siyin was crying harder but still unwilling to let go, Zhou Zipei lifted her chin, lowered his head and kissed her, slowly inducing her.

After a long time, he gasped and backed away, rubbed Lu Siyin's lips with his fingertips, and whispered in her ear: "Promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you will put your body first."

Lu Siyin didn't respond, but he stopped crying.

Zhou Zipei got up from her, lifted the corner of the quilt and covered her.

Lu Siyin looked painful. After drinking too much and getting emotional, he felt his stomach was churning. After pushing him away, he got out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom door, where he vomited.

Zhou Zipei followed closely, seeing how uncomfortable she was, he sighed, hurriedly poured a glass of warm water from outside, patted her back and coaxed: "Drink some water."

Lu Siyin vomited out all the wine in his stomach. Cold sweat covered his forehead. He was exhausted and leaned back in Zhou Zipei's arms, drinking water from his hand.

Zhou Zipei hugged her and put her on the bed again: "You can't drink, but you still drink so much. What happened?"

Not expecting a response, he turned and walked out of the room.

Lu Siyin watched his leaving figure and remained silent.

After a while, Zhou Zipei held a box of medicine in his hand. Seeing her staring at him, he smiled and said comfortingly: "I won't leave."

He took out a pill and put it to his mouth: "Drink the hangover pill, otherwise you will have a headache."

Lu Siyin was very obedient at this time and drank it obediently.

Zhou Zipei lay down with her in his arms and tucked her into bed: "Have a good sleep."

Lu Siyin closed his eyes.

It wasn't until his breathing became longer that he breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked down, he realized how embarrassed he was.

The shirt was extremely wrinkled, and there was a hole in the suit fabric at the knees, mixed with mud, and the color was darker than other places. Zhou Zipei frowned, thinking it must be blood.

He walked into the bathroom with his bathrobe, rinsed it briefly and came out.

After checking inside, the bruise on his knee was a bit serious, but Zhou Zipei didn't bother to bandage it, so he simply disinfected it and ignored it.

He only turned on the night light beside the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at Lu Siyin's sleeping face, motionless like a statue, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

What happened to make you sad like this?

Why didn't you say anything even when you were drunk?

I don't know how long it took before Zhou Zipei stood up and walked to the other side of the bed, sharing the bed with Lu Siyin.

He had been looking forward to this scene for five years, and now he got what he wanted.

Zhou Zipei hooked his lips and put his arms around Lu Siyin's soft body. His eyes darkened, his breathing became heavy, and his Adam's apple rolled. After pressing Lu Siyin into his arms, he closed his eyes.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Zipei woke up from the heat and felt like he was hugging a stove.

He woke up suddenly and realized that Lu Siyin had a fever.