The women in this family were like they were bewitched. They were all obsessed with Lu Cong'an and were completely bewitched by his appearance.
Lu Cong'an, who has always been strong, is now so well-behaved in front of Huasang's father that he really looks like a young man in his twenties.
But what's the point of making things difficult for her? Her daughter is already married.
After the meal, Lu Cong'an had no idea what he had eaten and was trembling with fear. In the end, he drank a few glasses of wine and was unable to drive, so he was kept by Yu Ma and lived in Yu Huasang's room.
This was the first time Lu Cong'an entered Yu Huasang's room in all these years.
Lu Cong'an didn't drink much, just a little tipsy. He sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
Yu Huasang brought him a glass of water and said, "The bed isn't very big. It would be a bit crowded for two people to sleep on it."
"You want to sleep in a separate bed from me?" He came back to his senses immediately, holding the water cup in one hand and hugging Yu Huasang with the other, then raised his head and looked at her pitifully.
Yu Huasang's heart softened immediately, and he reached out and touched his head, "I wanted to say, if you're not afraid of being crowded..."
"I'm not afraid!"
He pulled her and let her sit on his lap. He smelled a little bit of alcohol, but it wasn't bad.
Lu Cong'an nudged his head against her neck a few times, and gently kissed the aorta on her neck with the corner of his dry mouth.
In an instant, not only did Yu Huasang's heart soften, but even his legs softened.
When Lu Cong'an spoke again, she felt her skin and bones go soft.
He rubbed against her, like a child asking for candy, and said, "What I fear most is that you're not here."
"What if I don't sleep well at night and squeeze you down?"
This question is indeed a problem.
She always slept in an unrestrained manner, and kicking the quilt and legs was commonplace. Several times when Lu Cong'an was sleeping, she suddenly slapped him...
Lu Cong'an often felt that after a night's sleep he felt as if he had experienced a domestic violence scene.
"Yu Huasang, isn't it enough that I can give you the bed?"
The words he said unintentionally in a coquettish way were a bit distracting and complaining, which made Yu Huasang lose his temper.
She pinched his earlobe and asked softly, "The bed is mine, so what do you sleep on?"
"you."
After taking a careful look at the locked door, Lu Cong'an repeated the same action.
Yu Huasang raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck.
But Lu Cong'an's other hand was still holding the unfinished water cup. With one hand around her waist, Lu Cong'an carried her towards the desk.
He put his arm around her and put the cup of water on the table. Lu Cong'an also took the opportunity to place Yu Huasang on the desk and sat her down.
Yu Huasang sat on the desk.
She leaned her back against the wall, facing Lu Cong'an's hot chest. When she reached out to touch his clothes, she found that Lu Cong'an had taken off his coat at some point.
But Lu Cong'an was wearing a black turtleneck sweater underneath, which would definitely be troublesome to take off.
So, Yu Huasang skipped this step.
Lu Cong'an suddenly raised his eyebrows, and held her hand with his backhand to stop her action.
Panting softly, "Yu Huasang, this is your home..."
(End of this chapter)