The little girl was pushed against the corner of the sofa by him. Although her face was already blushing, Lu Che, who was used to male thinking, felt that he should say what he had, and there was no need to hide between 'brothers'.
She explained simply and directly: "Eldest Young Master makes Lu Che very... very comfortable, and I like it very much. But... Lu Che is not your little beauty, Eldest Young Master, don't call me that again, and... don't do that again... Treat me like this... "
In the end, Lu Che's voice was as weak as a small animal.
She is not a little beauty, she is just the most loyal follower of the young master.
The current young master just got sick after being drunk, yes, this must be a mental illness, otherwise why would he not remember every time he wakes up.
The young master was ill, but she took advantage of the young master's illness to plot against the young master and take advantage of him.
Lu Che has been forced to accept that he is a "scumbag". If he continues to be a scumbag, she is afraid that she will not be able to look directly at the young master after he wakes up.
The young master is obviously Miss Mu'er's man, and they are a match made in heaven.
And as the young master's subordinate, the most important thing for her is to protect the young master and the future young wife.
Thinking of this, Lu Che raised his eyes, and looked at Lu Qilin with eyes that were sparkling and full of tears.
She mustered up her courage, and spoke from the bottom of her heart in one go: "Ms. Mu'er, not Lu Che, should be the young master's little beauty. The young master can't go on like this... I shed tears not because I was uncomfortable, but because I was worried I don't know what to do if it becomes like this. Eldest young master, Lu Che is worried that if this continues, the eldest young master will be hurt."
Involved her young master, stained with blemishes, no longer so perfect.
The young master who implicated her was touched by an ordinary subordinate like her, and took the first time.
Hurt her young master and lose her fiancée.
What's more, the man who was like a god in her heart fell down from the altar.
There was also a fear that Lu Che didn't explain - she was afraid that the young master who was truly awake would know everything and would loathe her, loathe her, and alienate her.
She was afraid that the young master would drive her away and never want her again.
Therefore, even though Lu Che had a guilty conscience, even though he knew he shouldn't lie, he cowardly and despicably chose to lie.
However, when Lu Che said these words with a bitter feeling in his heart.
Thinking that after this point, the Eldest Young Master would let her go—
The man who grabbed her by the ankle and forced her to love him on the sofa didn't show any sign of retreating at all.
With his deep and dark eyes, he looked at Lu Che's tear-stained face without hesitation, and after listening to her slowly finishing the words, he asked in a deep and magnetic voice, "Is it over?"
Lu Che was slightly startled, and nodded foolishly: "... ah, um... I'm done."
Lu Qilin: "Since we're done talking, let's move on to another place."
"What!" Lu Che opened his eyes wide, completely out of the situation.
Before she could ask about the situation, Lu Qilin's big hand with strong bones had already moved up her slender ankle, slid behind her, and picked up the little woman nestled in the sofa.
Lu Che's body lightened, and his whole body moved forward due to inertia, his chin resting on the man's neck, and his already numb body flung himself into Lu Qilin's embrace.
Lu Che was facing Lu Qilin like this, and was hugged by him.
Her legs subconsciously clamped Lu Che's thin and muscular waist, while the man's big palm firmly supported her hips, and their bodies were tightly pressed against each other.