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After sitting by the bed for half a minute, Song Jia gently patted Lu Zhen, wanting to wake her up.
Lu Zhen slapped Song Jiaâs hand away. Song Jia was silent. A few seconds later, he flipped Lu Zhen over and placed one hand on her shoulder. He slowly leaned towards her and slowly untied the scarf she was wearing.
Lu Zhen felt a little uncomfortable when Song Jia flipped her. After that, she felt as if someone was looking at her, and her neck itched. She opened her eyes and saw that Song Jia was very close to her. The distance between the two of them was almost no different from a kiss.
Lu Zhenâs eyes widened bit by bit. Could it be that this person wanted to kiss her? Lu Zhen reached out and placed her hand on Song Jiaâs chest, wanting to push him away.
Song Jia did not expect Lu Zhen to suddenly wake up. Looking at Lu Zhenâs red face, his heart itched. He only wanted to see her, but now, he could not help but want to do something else. When Lu Zhen saw Song Jia approaching again, she was so frightened that she covered the lower half of her face with her arm. âl drank.â
Song Jia reacted for a while before realizing what Lu Zhen was talking about. He had only wanted to kiss Lu Zhenâs forehead. Although Lu Zhen was drunk, the two of them were still arguing. He did not want to take advantage of Lu
Zhen.
To his surprise, Lu Zhen actually thought that he wanted to kiss her, and she didnât seem to have any intention of resisting. She only felt that her mouth might taste of alcohol after drinking, so she didnât let him kiss her.
Song Jia belatedly realized something. After Lu Zhen got drunk, she didnât seem to remember anything bad about him. Or rather, she didnât remember him so clearly. At the thought of this, Song Jia looked into Lu Zhenâs eyes and said in a low voice, âl donât mind.â
Lu Zhen was speechless. She closed her eyes and shook her head. âl mind. Get up.â
Song Jia felt a little regretful, but seeing that Lu Zhen was awake, he brought the pear juice over. âDrink some. Youâll feel better.â
Lu Zhen looked at the cup of an unknown object. After her eyes focused, they became unfocused. After a while, she asked slowly, âWhat is this?â
âSnow pear juice.â
Lu Zhen thought for a moment with her brain that had not been completely numbed by alcohol. The pear juice should be sweet, right? It wasnât bad. It was alright. She took the pear juice and drank most of it. Song Jia took back the cup and looked at Lu Zhen. âDo you still feel uncomfortable?â
Lu Zhen rubbed her head. âIâm just a little dizzy.â
Song Jia said helplessly, âOf course youâll feel dizzy after drinking so much. Jiang Kai is really insensible.â
Lu Zhen wanted to laugh when she heard that. She insisted on drinking, but why was it Jiang Kaiâs fault with Song Jia? Was he being biased? Lu Zhen lay on the bed and blinked at Song Jia. âWhen are you leaving?â
âWhen do you want me to leave?â Song Jia also looked at Lu Zhen. Their gazes seemed to be intertwined in the air, and the atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.
Lu Zhen turned her head. Although she didnât hold grudges anymore after getting drunk, it wasnât like she didnât remember everything. She said in a muffled voice, âUp to you.â
Song Jia held Lu Zhenâs hand and said in a rustling voice, âIf you donât want me to leave, I wonât leave.â
Lu Zhen pouted. âHow is that possible?â
âWhy not?â
Lu Zhen felt that the two of them were talking nonsense. She rubbed her head and asked solemnly, âWhen are you leaving?â
âTomorrow.â After Song Jia said that, he quickly added, âThe tickets can be changed.â He had booked the tickets for tomorrow because he felt that Lu Zhen might not want to see him. If she changed her mind, he would stay no matter what.
âThereâs no need to change it. Leave.â After Lu Zhen finished speaking, her heart felt a little uncomfortable. Her eyes were sore, and her voice was sour.
âGo see her.â
Song Jia was stunned. Why did a âherâ suddenly appear when the two of them were chatting? What was Lu Zhen talking about? âWhat are you talking about? Iâm here to see you.â Song Jiaâs tone was so serious that it was a little gloomy.
Lu Zhenâs tears almost fell. She felt that her psychological defense had become weak after getting drunk. Why was she about to cry? It was so embarrassing. No, she couldnât cry.
Lu Zhen bit her lip and tried to control her tears. Song Jiaâs heart was about to break when he saw Lu Zhenâs teary eyes and how she was holding back her tears. It was all his fault. He was the one who made her so sad.
Lu Zhen was still trying not to cry when Song Jia kissed her lips seriously and gently. She realized that she had drunk and wanted to push Song Jia away, but how could she compare to Song Jia in strength? No matter how hard she tried, Song Jiaâs body did not leave her at all. Instead, their bodies were even closer..
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