Su Qianxun sneered and carried Xiaobai who was asleep to the bedroom, hoping that he would sleep more comfortably.

The doorbell rang.

After covering Xiaobai with a quilt, she went to open the door. The person who came was Lu Yanzhi. Her eyes as black as ink were clear and cold, as sharp as an eagle and falcon, making people dare not look directly at it.

"Xiaobai just slept. Do you want to take him back now?" Su Qianxun said, subconsciously frowned. With the sound of Lu Yanzhi's heavy footsteps getting closer and closer to her, she kissed him with bursts of wine.

She was a little surprised, "Have you drunk?"

Lu Yanzhi replied calmly in a low voice: "I have a social engagement, so I just drank a little."

Su Qianxun didn't think so, but she just drank a little casually. The alcohol smelled so strong, and obviously she drank a lot. She said unhappily: "You've drunk all the time, and you're still driving by yourself?"

"This little wine is still not difficult for me." In order to show that he is fine, he poured himself a glass of water and drank it slowly.

Su Qianxun frowned: "It's very dangerous to drink alcohol and not drive."

Lu Yanzhi looked at her calmly, with deep black eyes, and slowly walked towards her. Su Qianxun retreated, but there was a sofa behind her.

She stopped her steps, and he also stopped. The two were very close to each other, and a strong sense of oppression came. He bent over slightly and leaned closer to her and said, "Do you care about me?"

The scorching breath brushed across the face, and Su Qianxun unconsciously felt the face hot and his breathing became inexplicably rapid.

Why did she once want to greet him as if nothing had happened, but without a few words, her emotions were fluctuated by his words and deeds?

Why does the brain feel hypoxia?

Why does the heart suffocate? The heartbeats so fast that it seems to jump out of the throat?

She kept telling herself that she had no feelings for him before, that they had never been together, and that time repeatedly showed that she and Lu Yanzhi were not lovers before, and had no love, hate and resentment.

But is it really so true? Or is it because of something else?

Su Qianxun calmed down his emotions and his tone became cold: "I only care about Xiaobai. Since I have drunk, don't come to pick Xiaobai up. If you do this, I dare not give Xiaobai to you. What if you accidentally step on the accelerator as the brake? Drunk people can do everything. You deserve it if you love it. But Xiaobai can't do it!"

Lu Yan insisted on looking at her indifferent pretty face, her face remained unchanged, and she could not see any joy or anger.

But for a moment, I really wanted to strangle her to death because of her irrelevant tone.

"What a cruel woman."

He stared at her quietly, and after a while he sneered, then turned and left.

Looking at the background where he left, Su Qianxun was a little stunned for a moment, bit his lower lip, and his eyes flashed slightly.

Suddenly, she saw Lu Yan coming in and put the key in her hand on the shoe counter.

She hesitated for a moment, then followed her with the key.

When I opened the door, I saw Lu Yanzhi standing by the roadside holding a tree, bent over, and seemed uncomfortable and vomiting, but there was no sound.

After a while, he walked and prepared to cross the road. At this time, a white sports car that was particularly flashing in the night rushed towards this side... and Lu Yanzhi walked staggeringly to the road. I think he must be really drunk, so he didn't notice the vehicles coming ahead.
Chapter completed!